Big Time

Alright, alright, alright Man I love my bitches Man they photogenic Snatched em straight up out they Richardson mag they do my dishes Man I love this Crippin' Man my homies with it All these murders they ain't got enough ambulances with 'em 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-ish Piled in the studio when not a nigga 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, big time, big time Hands up baby don't you see this big nine Screamin' fuck the world like that shit mine Player shit player made I'm stuck in my player ways I just made a play today She gave me some play today My Jordan was lay-away I caught me a fade a day Around where Janaya 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 80k I put it away for a rainy day You never know when you gon' catch a case You never know when you gon' catch an opp We kill ever day like where Sosa stay You might get a pass Now we're big time, big time, big time Now we're big time, big time, big time Now we're big time, big time, big time Hands up baby don't you see this big nine Screamin' fuck the world like that shit mine Big timer like Manny and Baby Don't play with that man cause he crazy With Demon and Ocho from Bompton They stomping out niggas like Stacy The radio never gon 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 shit you owe Jay Z" Bandana like Jayo from Daygo'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 grimy my hood get I been on some up to no good shit You on that Cuba in Boyz N da Hood shit I go down to Cuba 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 niggas since Hollister nigga I'll body a nigga 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 Big time, time, time, time, time, time, time Big time, time, time, time, time, time, time Next time on Poppy street Hello? Hello? Is anybody there? --- Big Time - Vince Staples