BIG TIME (feat. Dzy & Sty)

My fingers crush a lotta dope So, I keep lemon soap Walking round the crib in white robes Like the fucking Pope Scoring champ D. Wade the way a nigga coast to coast We'd be even more up If shit went how it's 'posed to go Yeah I hit the track, beat the obstacles Black Power fist, for every swastika Aye why State Trooper trucks got white hoods like the Klan I don't got no further theories on that shit dawg I'm just saying So if they crucified Cube for making us our own plan Then they gone always kill the man who tryna be his own man Since fish crawled on land My hand was above they hand Top bunk in the pen My mans was above they mans, damn Just like Daniel, I got lions in the den I'm a child of the flame I let that fire touch my skin Bet money on yo name every time And you gone win I charged it to the game got flyer miles to Japan I'm just stuffing cones Time up top is often spent alone I ain't usually one to take shots nigga But when in Rome Been the King like BB Feel like the thrill is gone Freshest nigga out since 3-6 was riding spinning chrome My fingers crush a lotta dope So, I keep lemon soap Walking round the crib in white robes Like the fuckin Pope Scoring champ D. Wade the way a nigga coast to coast We'd be even more up If shit went how it's posed to go You just got to ride the wave Row the boat Got to ride the wave wherever that bitch fucking go You just got to ride the wave, row the boat Got to ride that fucking wave Yeah You just got to ride the wave Row the boat Got to ride the wave wherever that bitch fucking go You just got to ride the wave, row the boat Got to ride that fuckin wave I can't seem to find where my mind went I just feel it's my time and I'm in love with just grinding I know you wish I had more But that's just not what I'm made of I'm just here with my dogs I wish I could give you my all