BIG TYME - Rick Ross/Swizz Beatz

Lyrics by：William Leonard Roberts II/Kasseem Dean/Justin Smith/Kenneth Lewis/Brent Kolatalo

Composed by：William Leonard Roberts II/Kasseem Dean/Justin Smith/Kenneth Lewis/Brent Kolatalo

Swizz Beatz/Rick Ross：

God thank you

For blessing me for everything that you've blessed me with

They tried to see me down but we way up

Jesus

Oh this Swizz Beatz talking on a Just Blaze track

Rick Ross on the poetry

Ay just this religious

God d**nit says

Just Blaze

Rick Ross/Swizz Beatz：

Surviving R. Kelly registered pedophiles

D**n

Tried to feed all my n***as and spread the cheddar 'round

God d**n

Gotta castle in Cali where I quote the Qu'ran

It's a mansion full of ghosts 'til I pass the baton

I bow my head you know what's next

I say my prayers hands across my chest

God d**n

Breaking shackles I'm that n***a disobeying his master

Oh

Paper chasing standing still is a f**kin' disaster

Oh

Emmett Till Emmett Till cement shoes

D**n

Can I live if my mamma rent due

Penal systems come to the Source Benzino of C Notes

Oh

G don't wanna see it unless it's Moschino

It ain't really real until it's a kilo

D**n

I just spoke to Meech I think I'm Pacino

Say it again

I just spoke to Meech I think I'm Pacino

Ross

Big time I just do it big time

Hey

All my n***as really do it big time

God d**nit

Lil' n***as but we're doing big time

Big time

Started with a nickel rock now I'm big time

Big time big time

Say what

Looking in the mirror n***a yeah you're big time

Ladies and gentleman

They're hatin' on you dog but you're big time

God d**nit

Talk behind you back 'cause you're big time

God d**nit

Rick Ross：

Big time big time

You a bad b***h shawty but you're big time

Yeah you got small feet but you're big time

Bad b***hes big time

Real n***as gotta do it big time

Two seater big time

Throw the keys to the b***h n***a big time

Big time big time big time

My momma gotta come to me because I'm big time

Big time real n***a big time

I don't give a f**k b***h 'cause I'm big time

Til the day I swear to God I'm big time

Amen

Rick Ross：

I pray somebody tell you 'bout these bumpy roads

Woo

Only maps to follow is your bible quotes

Yes

And all them things your grandmother and father spoke

Yes

I watch your actions not just captions in the s**t you post

Jesus

Cappin' on n***as that s**t'll get you smoked

Oh

But if you rap a lil' different that s**t'll get you more

Woo

Just like baggin' them nickels up and down different coasts

Ah

I be stackin' them tickets I'm tryna sit with HOV

Oh

I be stackin' my tickets I'm tryna sit with HOV

A billi'

I was washing the dishes but now I get the toast

Woah

I'm the talk of the b***hes while they sippin' with Mos

What's up

We could gossip 'bout the digits discuss a few numbers

Too many losses inside the trenches don't let this become us

Big time god d**n

I just got a crib in Chile to chill a few summers

God d**n

Or catch me out in Haiti still running up numbers

God d**n

If I look into your eyes then I made you a promise

Miami Heat I rep like my name was Udonis

D**n

Rick Ross：

Looking in the mirror n***a yeah you're big time

They hated on you dawg but you're big time

Talk behind your back 'cause you're big time

Big time big time

You a bad b***h shawty but you're big time

Yeah you got small feet but you're big time

Bad b***hes big time

Real n***as gotta do it big time

Two seater big time

Throw the keys to the b***h n***a big time

Big time big time

My momma gotta come to me because I'm big time

Big time real n***a big time

I don't give a f**k b***h 'cause I'm big time

Till the day I swear to God I'm big time