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Big (Ft. Chipmunk)

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Big (Ft. Chipmunk)

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[Verse 1:]

They say "Skepta, you must get loads of girls"

The music's picked up now

Tell em like J2k, nahh, it's all switched up now

She thinks that if she talks to me they'll call

Her a groupie behind her back now

So she stands far but close enough for her pictures

To have me in the background

I'm kinda used to it now

They say it's all part and parcel

And if it's this much for me

Imagine what's it's like for Curtis and Marshall

I wanna go hard

But my body keeps telling me to take it easy

So I sit here watching a DVD logo bounce around the TV

My life ended ages ago, now it's all a dream

Sitting here, thinking how this thing all started

From What D'Ya Mean, What D'Ya Mean

Now that I'm getting that paper I heard a couple man want me dead

So I went out bought a Gucci hat and put money on my own head

I forever hear people talking like I don't know about street

Fake gangstas must think I spent my music money on chocolate and sweets

You're looking for beef in London? Nah it's not hard to find it

But I'm not scared of a gun, it's all about the man behind it

[Chorus:]

You wanna make it big

You think you like what you see

You wanna make it big

You saw me go from the bottom to the top

Now you wanna be me

You wanna make it big

This famous life make people wanna wish they were 6 feet under

But not me

See when I made it big

I just wish that I knew what I know now when I was younger

Truss

[Verse 2: Skepta]

Sometimes I think that I think too much

I start thinking about thinking

Then I start to get paranoid

I think my windows need tinting

They say why work all this time

To get famous Joseph

Just to wear sunglasses

Cause you don't wanna get noticed

Once in a while I take em off

And I'm like "arrr, that's too bright"

Because I sleep all day then I wake up at night

Then I phone my girl, see if she wants to link

She said she got work in the morning

So what do I do, I go out for a drink

I spend all my time in clubs

It's starting to feel like home

I don't wanna sit in the VIP but sometimes I just wanna be left alone

I hate when I'm in a bad mood and I see all my supporters vibes'n

And I apologies to anyone I've taking a pic with when I weren't smiling

They say "don't you remember me I met you at Party In The Park"

Babe, I can't even where I parked my car in the car park

Now she hates me and everytime she hears my song she's changing the station

I swear the human brain weren't designed to deal with all this information

[Chorus:]

You still wanna make it big

You think you like what you see

You wanna make it big

You saw me go from the bottom to the top

Now you wanna be me

You wanna make it big

This famous life can make some people wish they were 6 feet under

But not me

You see when I made it big

I just wish that I knew what I know now when I was younger

Truss

[Bridge:]

Listen tomorrow isn't promised to us so

You have to enjoy today

Cause the game is like a box of roses

Cause when they're done with the chocalate

The wrapper gets thrown away

I said the wrapper gets thrown away

[Verse 3: Chipmunk]

When you're shooting for your targets

And it's making you a target

You die before you live, I wish you warned me when I started

We're going full hearted, R.I.P the half wits

Cause now we're 6 feet under the top spot fuck a casket

Bastards, don't we make the lifestyle look appealing

Independant names and chains

Skepta are we dreaming?

Nobody could season, this track couldn't reach him

Cause now I'm on the otherside of that glass ceiling

The underdogs are off the leash

Eh Joseph, pass the muzzles and the leads

The games full of demons, let's get this armhouse on

Everyone wants handouts but I ain't stretch armstrong

We've come so far as emcee's

Round of applause or bust it off just make it clap please

I'm so past just trying to be the favourite

You're nobody until you got some haters

But you still wanna make it BIG!

[Chorus x2]

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