Big Deal

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Yeah, I'm not good at pretending
 Seem like this shit never ended (Yeah)
 Tell me all of your issues
 There ain't no breaking the bandaid (No, no)
 I'm the same as I was
 I swear that nobody changed me
 Sometimes I feel like you gave up
 Like you got your mind made up
 That's when you wasn't around
 Told me that you would be down
 Lately you back in the city
 Rolling blunts, staying pretty
 Damn right a nigga changed
 I ain't here to stay the same
 Put the diamonds in the chains
 I ain't here to play the games (No)
 Don't get caught in the moment
 You might lose yourself (Yeah)
 I never told you to trust me, yeah
 You might lose yourself (Caught up, caught up)
 Don't get caught in the moment (Moment, no)
 You might lose yourself
 I never told you to trust me, yeah
 Yeah, you might lose yourself
 I was around the way
 Thought that I'd stopped by and kick it
 I know I done came up
 That don't mean look at me different
 I pull up in Benzo, I pull up for you (Skrrr)
 If it ain't love then tell me the truth (Yeah)
 I ain't around and I miss you
 I couldn't tell you a lie
 You need to look in my eyes
 Tell me that you got the time
 I know that it hurt, I know that it hurt when I hurt you
 I fuck with you bae, I just know I don't deserve you
 Don't get caught in the moment
 You might lose yourself (Yeah)
 I never told you to trust me, yeah
 You might lose yourself (Caught up, caught up)
 Don't get caught in the moment (Moment, no)
 You might lose yourself
 I never told you to trust me, yeah
 Yeah, you might lose yourself
 You might lose yourself
 Caught up, caught up
 Moment no
 Yeah, yeah
 You might lose yourself
 Yeah I been on this, hunnid thousand
 I been on this, nah, nah
 Nothin' less than 300K
 Yeah, ayy
 Yeah, ayy (Ayy)
 Yeah, oh yeah
 Yeah, oh yeah
 Yeah, oh yeah
 I'm not the same I was last year
 Still the type to play the cut
 Pretty bitches in the cut
 Yeah she know it's 101
 Big deal, big deal
 Came up from my hell
 They don't even know the half, yeah
 Lord I wish you niggas well, yeah
 Ayy, when you leaving, you out of town
 She gon' hit me when you not around
 Merchandise we gotta sell, cash
 That boy name don't ring a bell, cash
 We don't come from the same shit
 These bitches want me for the fame shit
 Not the one to play the games with
 It's like the rock I got my chains lit
 Changes man you gotta go through 'em
 We ain't stressin' we just grow through 'em
 Shitted on 'em, now we did it again (Yeah)
 They hate it when you say no to 'em (Oh)
 We got a victim again (Yeah)
 Man, all my niggas is outta the pen (Yeah)
 All of this money I spend
 Now I can pay momma rent, yeah
 Now we back and gettin' at it (Ayy)
 I'm too focused, off the addy
 Now these bitches want me back
 Should've love me when you had me (Cash)
 Yeah, niggas gon' hate this shit
 I know they around, just 'cause they want this whole fame and shit
 High on the cloud, ayy
 I been high on a cloud (High on a cloud)
 Hunnid thousand on me now
 Yeah we came from public housing (Ayy)
 Nigga who the fuck are you, you? (Nah)
 Nah, we don't know you, you
 

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Duration
05:54
Key
10
Tempo
115 BPM

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