Yeah
Uh

(Big Smoke)
(Yeah)

I got an ice box where my heart used to be
Different kind of nigga, they aren't used to me
Every day we celebrate like Friday
Truckload, ready to hit the highway
With the bloody steps, she couldn't believe the kicks
Billboard nigga, just posted on the strip
Millies comin' in, my accountant can't sleep
Your girl tryna see if there's any space in the Jeep

I think it's just, to push yute dem, push them out ah di other end
The people who are gonna go and punch their card every day
Punch it at night and go home, work and wait 'til Friday to get a likkle money
Which is just enough to take them back again on Monday
And it's that circle that we have to break (uh)

They ran a nigga in my ends, bigger than a program
Reppin' to the max, every city that I'm at
Got the flag and you niggas know that
They showed the due respect 'cause I'm owed that
Said I'm handsome, I already know that
Big Novelist, the real nigga throwback
Said they're on who? They must have smoked crack
Man a artist but never catch me in a tote bag

Before I roll the dice (before I roll the dice)
Snake in the eyes (snake in the eyes)
Before I roll the dice (yeah)
I look the snake in the eyes
What's your price?
Time, time will tell and tell it all

If you love me
Blind by my love and I was lost
You loved me
I couldn't tell, but I was gone
You're family
Now here I am, all alone
Who loves me? (Loves me, loves me, loves me)

Writer(s): Dean Blunt.