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Big Time

Vince Staples16 Sep 2016

Big Time Lyrics

Big Time (大时代) - Vince Staples

Written by:Vince Staples/James Blake

Alright alright alright

 

Man I love my b**ches

 

Man they photogenic

Snatched em straight up out they Richardson mag they do my dishes

Man I love this crapping

 

Man my homie with it

 

Man my homie they ain't got ambulances with digs

 

Snatched em straight up out they Richardson

 

I ain't paying homage to nobody with no bodies

I don't care bout yo Ferrari I'll snatch you out that Bentley

Was cramming into civics round 2010 fish

 

Piled in the studio when not a niggle would listen

Now we're big time big time big time

Now we're big time big time big time

 

Now we're big time

 

Hands up baby don't you see this big nine

 

Screaming f**k the world like that sh*t mine

Player sh*t player made

I'm stuck in my player ways

 

I just made a play today

 

She gave me some play today

 

My Jordan was law away

 

I caught me a fade a day

 

Around where Jana stay

My 40 go dumb in a major way

 

I come from the game where they pay to play

These rappers extorted like everyday

 

That Yankee I'm sporting like every day

 

Just played me a show they paid 80 k

I put it away for a rainy day

You never know when you gong catch a case

You never know when you gong catch an opp

We kill ever day like where soca stay

You might get a pass

Big time big time big time

 

Now we're big time big time big time

Now we're big time

 

Hands up baby don't you see this big nine

 

Screaming f**k the world like that sh*t mine

 

Big timer like many and baby

Don't play with that man cause he crazy

 

With demon and echo from Compton

They stomping out niggards like Stacy

 

The radio never gong play me quit if my label don't pay me

 

I'll run up in there with my gun in the air screaming

Give me the sh*t you owe jay z

 

Banana like ja yo from day's

My temper depend how my day go

 

My girl do whatever I say so

She ain't got no reason to say no

 

I ain't wish for nothing but hood rich

 

You ain't seen how grime my hood get

I been on some up to no good sh*t

You on that cub a in boy hood sh*t

I go down to cub and find me a plug

Sick of these rappers not selling no drugs

Sick of this industry playing these games

 

Sick of my enemies saying my name

Harder than niggards since holistic niggle

I'll body a niggle for saying I can't

 

You should have known I go hard in the paint

You should have known ain't no stopping my wave

 

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