Big B
Hip-Hop, Rap
From: Gunrue, MI, United States
About Artist
WHAT UP NIGGAS???
This a real ill nigga right here. I'm from Gunrue (Grand Rapids) Michigan and I grew up in the hood on the southeast side. I don't rep no set, but most of my niggas reppin "Bemis City", K.W.S.U, K-ZOO, and them CURB SIDE BANGAS. Big B ain't really my nickname, I just chose that cuz the world is full of biters and I ain't takin no risks. Same reason I ain't put none of my songs on my shit.
I grew up with a family that wasn't my blood peoples. Every since birth, I ain't never know my real peoples. At birth I was adopted in shit. Nobody ain't never tell me nothin about my peoples. I wanted to ask somebody about the shit, but it was never nobody there to holla at me about it. The lady who adopted me died when I was 6. She was the one who could've told me everything but now she gone and I don't really fucks with nobody else cuz they all treat a nigga like a outsider. The family I grew up with was koo, but I feel like I ain't fit in. I felt like a hard head who was kickin it with the wrong mutha fuckas. I was always gettin in trouble, gettin kicked out of skoo, fightin, and a whole bunch of other bad shit that lil niggas shouldn't be doin. I'm the only nigga out of the people I grew up with who go in and out of jail. They all look down at a nigga in shit, like they just doin way better than a nigga. But I'm gettin that paper. I don't break bread with nobody but my baby momma cuz she the only one who ride with me and for me. Yeah I got niggas but the niggas I fuck with, you can't trust or work with cuz money change niggas too much. That's why I do my own thang. Shit since I got a shorty now I gotta be careful and watch my surroundings. That's the reason I'm tryin get in the rap game.
I started rappin when I was about 9 or 10. I used to love watchin the niggas in the hood battle on the corner or at the party store. I wanted to do it so bad but I couldn't cuz nobody ain't give no fuck about lil niggas unless you somebody lil brother. My big brother is a real hood nigga, but he don't rap or hang around the crib that much. He was one of them pop up once in a while type dudes. I used to look up to the nigga until I got older and started to notice how shysty he was. Now I'm like fuck em. When I was bout 12, I started recordin. One of my songs with one of my female friends was bout to hit the radio but that all fell down the drain when she moved out of town in shit. So I has to start doin shit on my own. My sister had a computer, so bought me some headphones, a mic, and a lil studio on a disc with the money I stole from this chick at skoo. After I hooked all that shit up on the computer I felt like I was bout to change the game. Then I got into some shit with my sister that I was livin with and she kicked me out. So now I ain't have shit. I moved in with this chick I was fuckin with for a while and stopped rightin and shit. While I was with her, I got locked up 2 times back to back. Cuz I was drivin without my L's and havin a lil weed on me. The second time me my girl got into it and I pushed her when the jakes was parked in the cutts. When I pushed her, the cop hit the siren for second then hopped out with his gun out in shit. So I went to jail for domestic violence. She ain't press charges but in courth they said if the cop was a witness, they can charge for what ever he seen. I thought it was some bullshit, but fuck it. It's all old news now.
Then I had to leave that bitch and I went to go move with my other brother. A laid back, educated, drug dealer. I started to look up to him when I moved with em cuz I ain't know what he had goin on. He hooked me up with the work that I needed to take care of myself. My bro had a nice ass compture with a studio already on it in shit. So I started to do my thang on that. Recorded a couple of tracks, burned em on a CD, and then let my nigga Jerm here it. This nigga was the nigga everybody know. He was the nigga who put ringtones on people phones and who DJ at parties in shit. He was like the hype man of the hood and he put my shit out there and erbody liked it. It was my first full song I ever recorded by myself. It was called "Bad News". Everybody was feelin my shit and that's the kind of shit that a make any nigga wanna keep doin what he do.
Then some more bullshit popped off. My crib got raided when I was sleepin over my girl crib. My brother got caught up with a snitchin ass bitch, so now he locked up. Now I live with the girl I made my baby momma. I'm still spittin hot shit, gettin money, and going to skoo tryin to get my diploma cuz I'm bout to have a shorty, so I gotta pay attention to other shit now. I'm lookin forward to recordin a whole album and hittin up some lables to see if I got what it takes. I think I could've been made it, but it's just been too much shit goin on. G-Unit, Interscope, Columbia, who ever look out for me. Cuz I'm commin!!!
