Big Big Play

By Strap

On Don Strap 2

Released on 2018

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[Intro]

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah


[Verse 1]

I was the one with the swagger

Tried to stab me in the back with a dagger

Finesse on the hoe, that’s no hassle (finesse)

Defeated the battles

I’m back and I’m mad

Smoking that kush, I done turned to an addict

Niggas ain’t wanting no smoke

Niggas wanting no static (I get it bracking)

That wasn’t no challenge

Come through the hood and I’m riding on [?]

Learn how to jugg, I done came up from nothing

Then I just turned it to something

Ain’t go no feelings no more, bitch I’m numb

Cut off ‘em all, they killing my vibe

Counting me out time after time

Now they reciting my rhymes (hater)


[Chorus]

Haters wanna smile in your face

I ain’t got time for the fake

Young rich niggas making big, big plays

Young rich niggas got exquisite taste

Keep my lawn cut watching out for all the snakes

Keep my lawn cut watching out for all the snakes

Live life I don’t got no brakes

Live life I don’t got no brakes


[Verse 2]

Zone 6 nigga with a big dream

Pull up in the hood, what the lick read

Every day I’m tryna wake up just [?] things

[?] wash the wheel now the whip clean

My lil homie in the spot with the dope beans

RIP the opp, had to turn him to dope fiend

Speakers in the trunk, I can’t even hear the phone ring

Give you what you want, new AR-15

First time I robbed yeah nigga I was 25

By 18 I was on the big screen

Nowadays all the cars coming in they are European

Imma tint out every single one that you see me in

Talk a lotta numbers like a motherfucking CPA

Thumbing through the hundreds, while you niggas watching CNN

Work so crazy got a nigga off the deep end

Gotta play offense, gotta play defense

Keep it 1000, why the hell you on the defense?

Been wilding, why the hell I gotta pretend

You was in college, I was playing in the street then

Living everyday like the weekend


[Interlude]

Ay, this shit like uncut raw

You dig what I’m saying?


[Bridge]

Self made nigga, I don’t need friends (Self made)

Ay, self made nigga like me bitch

Self made nigga like me bitch

Self made nigga like me

Y’all know who I be

Self made nigga like me

Self made nigga like me

Y’all know who I be


[Verse 3]

I was just posted in the cut

Tryna double up

Tryna make a little something, tryna jugg my profit

[?] violent, fuck nigga stop it

I’mma go hard, til my last breath

Uh, uh, ay

Rich nigga, but I want wealth

Young nigga, bust something else

.45, .45, .45

Goyard belt

Strapped up, like a motherfucking seat belt

Yeah, fuck around ride with the carbine

Strap da Fool got pull like a sergeant

Play with new jewels

Blame my new jewels, excuse me, I’m sorry

Take your school way back like Atari

Paid my dues, real life that’s true story

Yeah, I paid my dues, real life that’s true story


[Verse 4]

I don’t do business with fuck niggas

Acting like you can’t get touched nigga

Why the hell you act so tough nigga?

I know your background

Yeah I know that you a duck nigga

It’s funny you rap now

If it’s pressure go and try your luck nigga

You gone get pat down

I ain’t got time for the lames

I ain’t got time for the games, no, no, no, no

Coming through, Slime blow your brains

Coming through, Slime blow your brains, woah, woah, woah

I am the don, these niggas some daddas

Remember them nights had to hustle for mama

Remember the run, I run with them gunners

I’m talking commas on commas on commas on commas on commas

(On commas)

Stay down young nigga until you come up (come up)

I’m talking commas on commas on commas on commas on commas

Yeah, gotta stay down for the come up

I was the one with the swagger

Tried to stab me in the back with a dagger

I’m back and my pockets they fatter

I’m back on another chapter

I’m back on another planet

Them haters look but can’t stand it

Them haters don’t understand us

They never goin understand me