Do It Big

Do It Big Naughty Boy I'mma do it I'mma do it I'mma do it big Bigger than the rest Before my grave dig And I lay to rest I'mma do it big Bigger than the rest This ain't a job, it's a call-in Can't let the phone ring out, it's important When I was young, they asked what I wanna be And I told em "a legend", now I'm like Fuck that, I'm immortal, I've wasted my time On this Earth if my name don't live on I'm writing this verse with the same hunger I was writing my first, and that's why man are still on There's levels to this young boy I'm getting paid doing something I love So it feels like I'm unemployed Self-made, never saw twelve grades And a brudda well-paid, BET And I ain't on it all day Biggest smile when I came back from LA I never won it, but fuck it, still felt great There was a time when I felt like a let-down So I got my head down, I do it for my daughter Gotta make sure she's got a fed mouth I sent her to private school And man, I gotta pay the rent now East boy but every night I head south And when it comes to this music ting, I'm so innovative I be in the lab searching for the next sound I just wanna make my mum, my dad, my family and friends proud I can still see the looks on their faces when I got sent down I paid the penalty, got sent to the pen and still couldn't put the pen down I wish [?] could've seen, but he's dead now One life Don't accept no from anyone If nobody wants to help man, cool Fuck everyone And all dem gyal who didn't wanna fuck man Back in the day wanna fuck man now Cool, you know what? I'mma fuck everyone Some say my style is very blunt That's cause the truth is very harsh I'mma cook every rapper they put in front of me That's that lyrical Benihana These bruddas keep acting up But they don't want any drama You have to appreciate your life When you see what's happening in Gaza I had them council estate boundaries But my mind estate was larger Black boy went back to the motherland Nigeria and Ghana Went Ethiopia I was chilling in Addis Ababa I was in Selassie's palace Man can't chat to me rasta Cuh they're stuck on the couch, I'm heading out They're still about, I'm jetting out I've had enough of this town I've had enough of them clowns Using my logic to bounce Keeping them out of the loop, just me and my clique Double entendres all over that shit Me and your bitch, dick in her boat Mate, bussing all over her ship, little groupie She want champagne? She get water, Fela Kuti Not living my life like it's golden, like a movie Fuck a slice, want all of it Shah, are you recording this? I killed so many rappers on tracks, I'm bored of it Let this serve as a warning cause where this verse came from, there's more of it Tell em put their money where their mouth is Oi! I better start talking shit, in your videos Flossing, with their watches When I watched it, dog shit On my videos Spent Kettle Chips, you Wotsits Me and Ghetts battled on the rooftop Then we squashed it That's that grown black man Powerful positive boss shit Gotta change up, gotta progress Can't remain thugs From the street to the boardroom Switched the blazers for blazers Oi I'm done Shah