EP: What You Expect (2021) - (with Hit-Boy)

 

• Chaos
• Into It
• The One
• Loyal To A Fault
• Offense
• What A Life

Chaos lyrics - Big Sean & Hit-Boy

(Hit-Boy)

Yeah (Woah, woah)

Make you a million and make you a hunnid' more

Boy, for real, boy

Starin' at fate

I'm in the lead and I'm breakin' away (Way)

She want me now but I'm makin' her wait (Wait)

I'm at the table, a thousand a plate

How you gon' tell me this isn't a date?

I'm down the street from the Denzel estate (Swerve)

Right 'round the corner from Babyface

Not my dawg Babyface Ray, I mean the Babyface

I don't give a fuck about playin' it safe

Surveillance the way that they runnin' my tapes

Got hoes in a craze like the old B2K (Oh)

Chaos whenever I touch down, no brakes (Yeah)

Me and HB, it's an instant slap

An instant plaque, a system crash

I pitched it black and risked the max

And anything less, I can't live with that (Yeah)

Hunger for more and I still got the cravin'

What you know 'bout when the walls get to cavin'? (Huh?)

What you know 'bout stayin' silent and patient

And workin' out kinks before kinks work their way in?

Don't even believe what you say when you say it

More focused on makin' it than makin' statements (Statements)

Everybody 'round me elevated, yeah, I'm guessin' the vibe is contagious (Let's go)

Starin' at fate

I'm in the lead and I'm breakin' away (Way)

If you not workin', you takin' up space

I'm at the table, a thousand a plate

How you gon' tell me this isn't a date? (Swerve)

I'm down the street from the Denzel estate (Swerve)

Right 'round the corner from Babyface

Not my dawg Babyface Ray, I mean- (I mean-, swerve)

Hol' up, take this shit where I wanna go (Shit where I wanna go)

Make you a million and make you a hunnid more (Hunnid, I pray)

They prayin' I stop 'cause that's what they need the most (For real)

Big Cuban link 'round my neck, gold C-3PO (Big Cuban link 'round my neck, gold C-3PO)

I fell asleep at the top while they sleepin' on me (Sleep)

In the mirror where I see my only friend and opponent (I see it)

Can't run up on us, it's too much confetti on us (No way)

I know money ain't everything, fuck it, we still want it, bitch (Bitch)

I'm one of one, ho, it ain't no re-rockin' (Hey)

I said what I said and I'm standin' on top of it (Hey)

Gas up my bitch just to boost her confidence

She throwin' fits at me just like my closet (Rich)

I never got rich countin' someone else pockets (On God)

Addicted to C-notes, I went up an octave

Strategically movin', to win, only option

Bitch, I ain't forcin' it, holiday season, I'm covered in ornaments

This ain't a tour, this a tournament (Woah)

If I was stuck in a room with your shit on repeat

Then that shit would be torturous

Straight from the source of it, if I don't got it, I'm sourcin' it (Mm)

Whatever it takes to have more of it (Yeah)

It's mine 'til I'm bored with it, bitch (Bitch)

Take this shit where I wanna go (Straight up)

Make you a million and make you a hunnid more (Brrr)

They prayin' I stop 'cause that's what they need the most (I know)

Big Cuban link 'round my neck, gold C-3PO (Big Cuban link 'round my neck, gold C-3PO)

I fell asleep at the top while they sleepin' on me (God)

In the mirror where I see my only friend and opponent (For real)

Can't run up on us, it's too much confetti on us (Confetti)

I know money ain't everything, fuck it, we still want it (Woo)

Yeah, fuck you expect, bitch? (Still want it)

What up though, Hit? (Still want it)

Ayy, tell 'em quit playin' with my fuckin' name too, for real

I had to one up that score, you know?

That Don Life shit

Carry on, yeah, for real

Into It lyrics - Big Sean & Hit-Boy

Absolutely (Absolutely)

Type of shit, nigga hit you up

Nigga see what you doin'

Got the nerve to ask me, "What you been up to?" (What?)

Man, you know what I've been up to (Bitch)

What you expect?

Forever and ever, homie, forever and ever

Skin glowin', straight up

(Trapadix, Trapadix, Hit-Boy)

She want me alone

She wanna get intimate, intimate (Intimate)

I run through the plays like it's Broadway

Except this scene got not end to it (Run it)

I run through the plays just like an instrument

Swear, I get way too into it (Run it)

I'm not done with this shit 'til it's done, lil' bitch

And that's just the sentiment (Yeah)

Into it, into it, I'm gettin' way too into it (Into it, into it)

Into it, into it, niggas be askin' for more than they give to it

Hol' up (Hol' up, hol' up)

Old flame and she want rekindlin'

I almost answered the call until I remembered why I had ended it

Five-second rule (Five)

That's how much time every decision get (Ooh)

My crib got a gym in it, built like Olympian

Runnin' Mulholland and Michigan (Runnin')

I love that pussy, almost as much as my businesses (For real)

And hearin' my niggas is innocent (For real)

And makin' sure they life story full of all commas, nigga, period (Period)

Success, I dap up the ref

I still got no tats but she inked my name on her flesh (Yeah)

What you expect?

The realest that she ever met (Ever)

Digital signatures, I just signed a multi-right over text (M's)

The difference between, I'm live in the now, you claimin' you next

You just some lil' shit that's under the carpet I already swept

Clearly, I'm an example of when all of the dots connect

Look at my roster (Look)

Nigga, I'm critical with the selects

At dinner, I'm eatin' baguettes, neck full of baguettes

I ain't miss a bitch, I ain't skip a step (Yeah, yeah)

It's all in the genes (Yeah), you ain't gotta guess (Yeah)

The team is in unison, everything mesh

We ball like the Mets, phew

And I'm gettin' into it, into it (Into it, into it, into it)

She confess that she love me, I know that it's genuine (Whoa, I know)

Headlight, headshot, leave your vest out (Grrr)

When I step up, step down, foot on necks, can't leave no steps out (I can't)

Fuck that Scat Pack, my bitch bring SRTs and Hellcats out (Swerve)

They was waitin' for my fall off, but they all fell back now

Shit is tremendous, come to your senses

Pay what you owe, I'm out of extensions

I can see through all the hidden agendas (Woo)

Multiple colors inside of the pendant (Woo)

That shit done cost me like two or three Benzes (Woah)

I gave your album like two or three listens (Woah)

Honestly, that shit a way better frisbee (Woah)

Came through the exit and still made an entrance (Yeah)

And I'm gettin' into it, into it (Into it, into it)

She want me alone

She wanna get intimate, intimate (Want me alone)

I'ma run through the plays like it's Broadway

Except the scene got not end to it (Run it)

I run through the plays just like an instrument

Swear, I get way too into it (Run it)

I'm gettin' into it, I had to commit to it (Yeah)

Don't take me out the game if I'm injured and I'm hurt (Hurt)

Just know I'ma limp through it, and I'll just get through it

I'ma win through it (Through it)

Political how the industry is

If you don't have connections, yeah, you might get a shot

But that's like pullin' up half-court to shoot while the rim movin' (Hol' up)

But I sink it anyway, why? 'Cause I been provin' (Damn)

You can tell who chosen and who do it for influence

The baddest, done been fluent

And I know their vibes and energy is a language all on its own, and I been fluent

If I hold a conversation with you for longer than five minutes

Guaranteed, I'm droppin' wisdom and gems through it (Gems)

Success ain't success if you can't put your friends to it (No)

Everything has flaws if you put the right lens to it (Uh-huh)

People who go through the worst and ain't learn shit

What's the point even bein' through it? (Yeah)

And it's no ends to it

Even when they drop the casket, and I'm into it, it's still no end to it

The One lyrics - Big Sean & Hit-Boy

I know that you're somebody else's guy (I know)

But these feelings that I have for you I can't deny (Woah, woah, yup)

She doesn't treat you the way you want her to (It's easy, as you make it)

So come on stop running (Look)

Architect the way I take it to extreme measures

Sometimes you gotta break your life down to build it better

The game softened up a lot, it's time to add some pressure

A lot of peers, we ain't spoke in years

Yeah, you could go pretend like I ain't here but that just shows me how much y'all threatened

Y'all new music? Don't ask me how I feel about it

Don't got problems bein' real, I got real problems

Old school, top down, slidin' to Phil Collins (Swerve)

And, God, my Phil Jackson

And somehow He blessed me with Uncle Phil wallet (Frrrt)

But my other Uncle Sam in my pockets, it's like I'm philanthropic (Damn)

I'm blessed though, he only takin' it because I got it (Don)

Look, if I peel out, I squeeze

I hype and go beast, you boys is hypebeasts (Beasts)

You boys light, I move at lightspeed

So rooted, hurricanes to me's are like breeze

Watch me, fuck TV but the way I channel shit (The way I channel)

Yeah, more like a conduit

Plus it's goin' gold if I ever put palms to it (Yeah)

And I did my whole career in napalm fluid (Yeah)

See we the ones that blowed up, y'all niggas blew it (You blew it)

Bet on me to never fail, it never fails, that's how we do it (Do it)

You don't have the right to hate on me

Unless you took your momma out of hell then in the Hills then move her to it (To it)

And the way I dealt with love, it's like I get consumed

By girls who never satisfied with everything I'm doin' (Damn)

It's like once I give 'em space, they gon' want the moon

Shit, I'm already a star, what more can I do? (Do)

The world picked me, must have good taste and be picky

I'm that nigga for real, I don't know what it's like for girls to not want me

Only know what it's like when they miss me

You either believe it or not, it's not Ripley's (No way)

Late night studio sessions, our stomachs would touch backs

No matter how far, a handy click and we touch back

It's been lookin' up our whole lives, we'll never have hunched backs

Leavin' everybody where they have me fucked up at

Mountain top views where the inspirations spews (Spews)

Sometimes when you lose, that's when innovation cues (Cues)

Everybody favorites, just imitation you's (Woah)

Talkin' in the mirror more than occasional (Yeah)

'Cause that's the only who gon' relate to you

'Cause you the one

For real

Loyal To A Fault lyrics - Big Sean & Hit-Boy (feat. Bryson Tiller & Lil Durk)

When you found somebody new, that's when you able to fix it

I can't get with no hoe or no fake bitch

I failed every time they tested my patience

Once I'm done, I'm done

Damn, damn, damn, damn (G. Ry got me)

Hit-Boy

If I can't cut you out, I'll cut you off (Cut it)

Bein' honest to you only left me scarred (Wow)

I'm done apologizin' for some shit that's not my fault

Really, realized I need your all or none at all

Nothin' hurts forever, that's just how the game goes (Goes)

Can't be out here lookin' stupid, lovin' lame hoes (Stupid)

I know how to stay in shit way too long (Long)

And let it throw me off (Off), loyal to a fault (Woah)

Loyal, loyal to a fault (For real)

Just like all the dawgs (Yeah), loyal to a fault (Woah, woah)

Even if it's my fault (Woah-woah)

For real (Brr)

Hate when what I wanted ain't the same as what I needed to do (Needed to do)

All the good ones I passed on, I was leavin' for you (Leavin' for you)

Found someone who gave me the support I needed from you (All I needed)

Back on the bullshit, full blast (Blast)

Feels like you owe me your heart and soul plus tax (Plus tax)

You ask me to delete all the nudes that you sent me, don't worry, they all in the trash (Sike)

I want you back 'til I realize what you give me and what I'm worth really don't match

Slimey (Slimey), that's how you did me (That's how you did me)

You care, I care for you way more, I'm lookin' silly

You did it again, painted me out as the villain again

I can't go back in that cycle and spin (Brr)

Wastin' my time if I gotta pretend

And I can't afford to waste that shit again, no

If I can't cut you out, I'll cut you off (Cut it, cut it)

Bein' honest to you only left me scarred (Scarred)

I'm done apologizin' for some shit that's not my fault

Really, realized I need your all or none at all

I know she a cheater, so I don't really need her

I fuck her and treat her, she give me a fever

She classy and ratchet, she really bipolar

She think that she playin' me, this bitch is a tweaker

Me, I'm different, she can go cheat, I ain't trippin'

I don't do coke, I'm sippin', ain't no ass I'm kissin'

No one loyal, look how Future did Pippen

Stayin' or leavin', faithful or cheatin'

Your friends be drinkin' and tellin' they secrets

Buy-buy-buyin' her watches, bitch, just stop it

You better go tell them lil' niggas you freaky, I'm Shmurk

Bitch, I ain't wifin' no eater

I got India, she is a diva, no cap

Bro, my bitch, she a keeper

Name one industry nigga that hit her, huh?

We not runnin' on Twitter

Hop in her DM, I'm smackin' a nigga, uh

Every girl know I'm faithful

Every girl know I'm loyal

Every girl know I'm loyal

If I can't cut you out, I'll cut you off (Cut it)

Bein' honest to you only left me scarred (Wow)

Done apologizin' for some shit that's not my fault

Really, realized I need your all or none at all

Nothin' hurts forever, that's just how the game goes (Goes)

Can't be out here lookin' stupid, lovin' lame hoes (Stupid)

Mm, I know how to stay in shit way too long (Long)

And let it throw me off (Off), loyal to a fault (Fault)

Loyal, loyal to a fault (For real)

Just like all the dawgs (Yeah), loyal to a fault (Woah, woah)

Even if it's my- (Yeah)

Ooh, damn, makin' me choose again

Every night, we go through it again

This paradise lookin' like Mars again

How you try to walk in the shoes that I'm in? (You can't)

I know what you're doin' again

That's hangin' out with ol' dude again

Then breakin' all me and your rules again (Breakin' our rules again, yeah)

Yeah, but I guess that's how the game go

Can't be out here lookin' stupid lovin' lame hoes (Nah)

I can't have you on my wrist, I can't have you on my name, no (On my name, oh name)

You got a lot to gain, don't you put 'em out again (What do I gain?)

I done lost just 'bout everything

Can't turn my mind, steady with change

Have fun, better remember you said I can't

Hell if I can't, talk my shit, and I tell 'em it ain't my loss (Loss, loss, loss, loss)

Wait 'til you see their face when I tell 'em it ain't my fault

Offense lyrics - Big Sean & Hit-Boy (feat. Babyface Ray & 42 Dugg)

Yeah, motherfuckin' Sean Don in this bitch with 'Face

(Trapadix, Trapadix, Hit-Boy)

I'm on offense, I'm off the shits (Shits)

Came off the bench, now I start shit (Mm-hmm)

Drivin' like I used to valet park shit (Swerve)

I can't jeopardize my life, goin' hard on a bitch (Uh-huh)

If I ain't puttin' up no points, ain't no point to this shit (No point, no)

I'm really steppin' over shit that used to make me trip (I ain't trippin' over none of y'all lil' pussies)

OG on the beat (Beat), OG Jordan 3's (Woah)

When you the Don, you understand and you oversee it (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, go)

I don't give a fuck about nobody tryna be it (Be it)

I already been it (Ooh)

This shit get offensive (Ooh)

Bought the new X today, it's already tinted

Flyin' home to my bitch, I fucked the flight attendant (Ooh) with no strings

'Cause I still got new problems with old things (Mm-hmm, you done fucked up, son)

Bitch, you are not me

It took a lot to get what I got, this is not free (This is not free)

Wait for the drop, fuck her on pop, like niggas is not street (Swerve)

I'm goin' Mach 3 (Swerve) goin' Mach 4, key to locked doors (Swerve)

Bro got a play, I got a play, we swap those

Broadie got a bitch, I got a bitch, we swap hoes (You trippin')

I trust everyone around me, ain't no locked doors (Mm-hmm)

Long sleeve in the city for the potholes

G.O.A.T. conversations, you are not in those

View from the top, all you niggas missed your windows, lil' bitch

I'm on offense, I'm off the shits (Shits)

Came off the bench, now I start shit (Mm-hmm)

Drivin' like I used to valet park shit (Swerve)

I can't jeopardize my life, go hard on a bitch (Uh-huh)

I'm on all tens (All tens)

Locked in, pop tens and I got stripes like top tens (Yeah)

Green light special, she on go when she hop in (Come on)

Change my name to Simon, hoes do whatever I'm sayin' (Whatever)

Yeah, go hard on a bitch

OG Jordan 1's, Chrome Heart on the tips

Why the fuck they caught a wave? We started this shit (Facts)

Wake up doin' dope, vote for what? They all on my wrist

I'm all in the club, feet all on the couch (Like Rick James)

Plug sayin' that it's up, I'm runnin' my route (I'm comin')

Recruitin' like Kentucky, do one and I'm out

A junkie like my auntie, keep somethin' in my pocket

New C's a saint, but I'm not one (Yeah)

They usually toss it, if you buy one (Two)

Waves for the gang, I'm gettin' Sean one

Pose a threat to us, just like Roddy, you might die young, nigga

I'm-, I'm-, I'm on offense, I'm off the shits (Shits)

Came off the bench, now I start shit (Mm-hmm)

Drivin' like I used to valet park shit (Swerve)

I can't jeopardize my life, go hard on a bitch (Uh-huh)

I can't jeopardize my pape', hit all of these bricks

Hunnid thousand to the bank, get all you can get (Nah, for real)

'42 to the face, fuck pourin' a fifth

Heard he slid, we got his play, we scorin' again (Bah, bah, bah)

Okay, I fuck her an hour later, she borin' again

I'm tourin' for twin (Ooh)

Not Tez the mirror, ayy, go foreign again (Yeah)

Give 'em some to stare at (Skrr)

Can't even compare us (No), them niggas ain't near us

Five thousand for head, bitch, been tryna get married

I ain't even taking 'em serious, after I fuck, bitch, leave

Three hunnid thousand in weed, another two hundred in lean

Reason I probably been sleep, Johnny just gave me some teeth

Daddy keep tellin' me smile, momma been holdin' me down

I wish she gave me time, fuck it, we finally can laugh (Yeah)

Young been tryin' to conside (Hey), money been tryna get by

Foes we tryna get back, free my niggas doin' that

I-I-I, I can't jeopardize my life, go hard on a bitch

I-I-I, I can't jeopardize my pape', hit all of these bricks

For real, yeah, I'm who they look up to

When the bad bitches wanna hook up, I know why they wanna hook up too

To the max what I took it to

What A Life lyrics - Big Sean & Hit-Boy

Uh, uh, sick shit, straight up, fuckin' for real?

(Hit-Boy)

Only get one life, swear I almost died twice (Woo)

I went triple platinum more than three times, what a life, man (Life)

Feel like God went and blessed me with the trick dice (Bitch)

And I left her ass on read, even though it was enticin'

I ain't married yet, so it's Rocky on my right hand (Woah)

And I'm on stage, by myself, ain't with the hype man

Go ahead then, tell me what your price is

Mine's is a hundred B's, nigga, you can't swipe this

Lost my appetite the way you bitches be bitin'

I'm off no sleep, day shift, plus the night shift

Ho, quit askin' when I'm free, I'm always priceless

I ain't really rockin' with you, I ain't on that Mike shit

Rock with you, man, fuck, I'm goin' right in

I ain't waitin' around, fuck all that, I'm goin' right in (Right)

I ain't really rockin' with the typa shit you typin'

That little shit you flexin', ain't nothin' when you got it

If you can fit it in yo pocket, just stop it

If I lift it to my ear, just know that's really some light shit (Light)

That's just how I'm rockin', I can't wait, I'm goin' right in

Jumpin' out the hoof, I can't wait on you, I'm ridin'

Only get one life, swear I almost died twice

I went triple platinum more than three times, what a life, man (Life)

Feel like God went and blessed me with the trick dice

And I left her ass on read, even though it was enticin'

I ain't married yet, so it's Rocky on my right hand

And I'm on stage, by myself, ain't with the hype man

Go ahead then, tell me what your price is

Mine's is a hundred B's, nigga, you can't swipe this (Bitch)

That's the mentality, stack the fatalities, pick em off gradually

For real it's fans that got a tat' of me

My brother Jalen Rose got an academy

This shit is not a game, nigga

Fuck you mean? I'm at the point where a nigga finally famous, give a fuck about no fame (Fame)

Ask me where my LLC is, it's on my chain

If I die today, just know I live up to my-

Man, niggas call me "Big", like the shit really my name

You know how I'm comin', I ain't even gotta explain

In the best shape of my life, she at the crib, she gettin' trained

Goin'-goin' 'gainst me is worse than goin' 'gainst the grain

At the frontline, give a fuck about no pain

Now for real I can fill a gallery up with my mind frame

You ain't comin' how I came

I ain't waitin' around, bitch I'm goin' right in

Yeah I'm goin' right in, that's just how my life is

Only get one life, swear I almost died twice

I went triple platinum more than three times, what a life, man (Life)

Feel like God went and blessed mes me with the trick dice

And I left her ass on read, even though it was enticin'

I ain't married yet, so it's Rocky on my right hand

And I'm on stage, by myself, ain't with the hype man

Go ahead then, tell me what your price is

Mine's is a hundred, sike, bitch, I'm priceless

I'm at four-field like a titan

And I'm makin' sure all my loose ends tied in

I'm in love with the hustle, so it's never tied-ins

I ain't seen her ass in years, she just let me right in

This shit off the dome, this shit off the dome, I'm goin' right in

I ain't even write it, but this shit been already written

Detroit 2 (2020)

 

• Why Would I Stop?
• Lucky Me
• Deep Reverence
• Wolves
• Body Language
• Story By Dave Chappelle
• Harder Than My Demons
• Everything That's Missing
• ZTFO
• Guard Your Heart
• Respect It
• Lithuania
• Full Circle
• Time In
• Story By Erykah Badu
• FEED
• The Baddest
• Don Life
• Friday Night Cypher
• Story By Stevie Wonder
• Still I Rise
• Overtime (Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
• Single Again (Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
• Bezerk (Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)

Why Would I Stop? lyrics - Big Sean

Critical ain't no time left on the clock

When it's your time give them something to watch

I picked out the locks 'til I buy out the block

And I know I'm a gift but I think out the box

And they want me to stop but why would I stop

I am unstoppable (Hol' up) why would I stop, bitch?

Why would I stop? Chill (Chill), I don't jump, I dive in it

(Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up) this the reason I'm alive isn't it?

This shit the antidote, this the cure cancer flow

Stop a pandemic and the globe

The product of old Ye chopping up the sample flow

Dilla and Pimp C, the trilla, this shit might go too trill for Triller though

I see you critical, I'm not hospitable, favorite rappers I done cut they umbilicals

Red Wings jersey B.I.G. look like Pac

The blacker the berry more they wanna see it rot

I'm going down as one of the gods, G-O-D-D-O-A, dead or alive

I'm laying low, they could be espionage

This ain't no walk in the park you can't slide

Solution to everyone else 'round me problems

Next episode, got the whole fucking world watching

I might leave the series, come back like I'm Rodman

Get it no or right now my only two options

So why would I stop, I am unstoppable (Hol' up)

Why would I stop, bitch? This shit unstoppable

Chill (Chill), I don't jump, I dive in it

(Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up) this the reason I'm alive isn't it?

The DJ gon' drop this, we made it from scratch

I'm minding my business and all of it's black

My dog on the same wave the mode is attack

I don't complain about life, I adapt

I'm at a point if I fuck with a lil' hoe

It's not just a fling it's a scandal (On God)

I can't be handing out samples (No way)

I can't be having 10 baby mammas

That shit sound like a job not a family (Straight up)

And I do this shit for the family (Straight up)

Yeah, that's just the roots I had planted (God)

D2 this shit the new standard

Upgraded the city, it got a new feeling, the house that I built (Whoa)

House in the hills, ain't no hills in the D, so we all in the field (Whoa, whoa)

Runnin' shit 5K, 3K Andre (Run it, run it)

Hair on my hood when they dress like me that's cosplay

Give a fuck 'bout a threat, nigga, I'ma threat leaving out the driveway

I never listen to what the opps say

Why when the universe respond to what I say?

Lucky Me lyrics - Big Sean

Lucky me, if they want my spot then they gotta come for me

Just know I want this shit more than whatever it is you want from me

And the only thought at night that comforts me is starving whoever's hunting me

Shit, lucky me, to be rich in a world where nothing's free

And separated from hell by one degree

Surrounded by niggas who did first degree

And the other ones that never got they first degree, sheesh

Lucky me (nigga), yeah, I done slashed hoes like I'm Slash on some Rockstar shit

Even bought Slash old crib, that's Rockstar as it gets

And had my hands on the R&B legends you couldn't handle

Whether you do music or not, you wish you could sample

And I had to live through the scandals, public humiliations and breaks-up on camera

It's a living nightmare when your dream girl has to get cancelled

And you gotta delete all the photos and shit like you never instagramed it

And you get off track but somehow you gotta stay transit, ha

Man, lucky me

I was diagnosed with a heart disease at nineteen

Could barely stand on my feet

Doctor said they had to cut it open, put a pace maker on it to put it back on beat

'Til my mama took me to holistic doctors and they prescribed me magnesium for two weeks

Went back to the regular doctors and they said

"Huh, damn, looks like we don't need to proceed"

That's how I know that western medicine weak

Man lucky me, to be the chosen one

And saved for the special occasions like I was Opus One

You know and I'ma live forever like Walt Disney, the frozen one

Done flew so many times past the limit, I didn't even know it was one

And faced our problems head-on when they told us to run

And ran it up in the city where no one would come

One that had literally died but then came back alive

And that's the furthest thing that I know from over and done

And I don't even have to say it, you know where I'm from, bitch

Lucky me, lucky who? Lucky true

It's a wonder what prayer, working smart, and love can do

If y'all got an efficient and humble crew

And you got a long list of the things y'all wanna do

Shit, who who knows? Lucky me can turn into lucky you

We turn nothing to something so much, it's nothing new

I know lady luck so well, I swear that's like my bottom bitch, number two

Doing what we love and choose with lots to lose and more to prove

Ain't runnin' from nothing but haven't lost sight of the finish line

That we been runnin' to, lil bitch

This Detroit-fuckin'-2

My thoughts is all-black, yeah, I'm back to the roots

Fuck your white flag, hoe, I don't want no truce

And we all in the huddle they like, it's on you

Mmm lucky me, pressure's what I eat

Ain't no roses at my feet, just the blood on the concrete, look

The mission is covert, I stuck to the code and you don't know the code word

Once they turn me up and just know that it's over

My soul is on solace surrounded by angels and soldiers on soldiers

World turn me cold, game turned me colder

Sittin' court-side lookin' like I'm finna be the fuckin' future owner

Cup runneth over and she coming over

And she told me that her lil bro wanna be me when he older

Look, I ain't gon' hold you, I put on my family

I feel like Utopia, falling in love with a slut is my phobia

My whole team first class, so it ain't no coaching us

Whoa there, don't go there, now slow down lil brody, I know you don't know me

I'm buffed up my chest up, I feel like Hulk Hogan, I walk in the building like everybody owe me

Move heaven on earth, this shit feel like erosion

The don, I'm the king, I'm consulting the soldiers

You talk to me nice and I'm real I'm insulted, I bet on myself ain't no way my hand's folded

What's your limitation? Fuck your validation, I don't gotta figure, God flow got it renovated

Demon slayer and bitch slayin', legendary it's insulated

Two guards outside barricaded while I'm serenading

Paradise covein' while I'm strokin', pussy tight I'm claustrophobic

She so damn down and devoted, got me wondering what's her motives

Remember my feelings don't mean shit to none of my goals

So I gotta stay focused, this city is soulless, this shit get too vulgar

Seen bodies wrapped up in them white sheets, no clothing

The mission is covert, I stuck to the code and you don't know the code word

Once they turn me up and just know that it's over

My soul is on solace surrounded by angels and soldiers on soldiers

World turn me cold, game turned me colder

Sittin' court-side lookin' like I'm finna be the fuckin' future owner

Cup runneth over and she coming over

And she told me that her lil bro wanna be me when he older (Facts)

Look, I ain't gon' hold you, I put on my family

I feel like Utopia, falling in love with a slut is my phobia

My whole team first class, so it ain't no coaching us

Yeah, my whole team first class, so it ain't no coaching us

Nobody over us, except the ones that we lost watching over us

Prayin' hands, prayin' hands

Say amen, got a lot of to do

But she gon' wait on me (Wait on me)

Legendary shit, lucky me

Deep Reverence lyrics - Big Sean (feat. Nipsey Hussle)

Look, fuck rap, I'm a street legend

Block love me with a deep reverence

I was birthed in a C-section

Hella cops and police presence

We got opps so we keep weapons

We on y'all block while y'all eat breakfast

A lot of shots, we broke street records

Watch how you talk I got reflexes

Watching your cheap necklace

Then we slide out the east exit

But every time we get to fuckin' niggas up TMZ catch it

Y'all still learnin' street lessons

From the mastermind, first you master grind

Then your team catch it

This time is for the money, I don't need credit

And I'm the don 'cause the streets said it, look

(Fuck rap, I'm a street legend)

And I'm the don 'cause the streets said

(Block love me with a deep reverence)

And I'm the don 'cause the streets said it

Yeah, and I got pressure on me seven days a week

It's game 7 on me

Life'll test you out, you live through that, that's testimony

Givin' 'em hell but how in the hell I got all these blessings on me

Most of the girls I know addicted to social media

All this time they put in, they could've wrote encyclopedias

Mama said it only takes one time to fuck up your whole Wikipedia

And as your son I could see the type of light that you see me in

After what happened to Nipsey I reached out to Kendrick

It wasn't even no real issues there to begin with

Lack of communication and wrong information from people

Fueled by the ego is like mixing flames with diesel

Energy crazy, I realize that it's a two-way street

What's coming is going if it don't give you more it drains you

Should be a billionaire based on the time off I'm not taking

Probably why this shit with me get crazy and we lost a baby

And everybody around me think I'm the one but we all just one of ones

And I'm walkin' out the crib, they ask me where I'm going

I told 'em I'm goin' on another ten-year run

Niggas is banging over blocks that they don't own thinking that's home

Boy, you think that's where you're from? You don't really know where you're from

You don't know how deep your roots is or what your ancestors had done

So God bless all the sons and daughters who knew their history

So they knew where to take it farther

And all the ones that stuck with me like good barbers

Lookin' at my life story, God's a good author

Never was the loudest in the room, we move like ninjas

And if it cost you peace of mind, it might be too expensive

So I can give you everything that you want from me for free though

Get you one shot in life, you might not be able to reload

So advanced, I need all my advances

Bro hit me up for cash like we didn't have the same chances

My Dad hit me up like, why I don't live in a mansion?

I'm tryna focus, but baby girl, keep holding my mind for ransom

And that ain't how it supposed to be

This man Hov got to a B

And his name Shawn too, I almost felt like it was me

Damn, I realize all my setbacks were inside of me

In high school I learned chemistry, biology

But not how to cope with anxiety

Or how I could feel like I'm by myself on an island

With depression on all sides of me (Damn)

With a Glock 17 right on the side of me (Hol' up)

Look, I ain't think I had the thought of suicide in me

Until life showed me all these different sides of me

Too many times I thought the reaper was outside for me

And how the fuck it's people that never met me that hate me?

I wonder if they understand that I meditate daily

And feel like my life purpose is to give inspiration

Despite the hit songs that there's just no escaping

That I take care of my family and beat the odds that were deadly

You hate that? That just reflects your lack of succession

Bless 'em, if it ain't Nipsey blue it's Detroit blue

This that Detroit 2, I'm bringin' it back to the hood like D boys do, gone

So the collaboration though with Nipsey and who?

Aww man, I'd probably say Payroll or Tee Grizzley

Me and Big Sean talked about doing something recently too

So, you know all of 'em, I'ma, I'ma tap in with all of Detroit

(Fuck rap, I'm a street legend)

(Block love me with a deep reverence)

Wolves lyics - Big Sean (feat. Post Malone)

I was raised by the wolves (I was raised by)

I was raised by the wolves (I was raised by)

I was raised by the wolves, ate 'til they full

Run through the night, playing with your life

Go against the pack, that's risking your life

Better play it right, yeah, you better play it right

I got loyalty and blood, I do anything for love

And everything for us, doing everything like everything ain't been too much

You know my favorite time to come through for you is the clutch, last second, what a rush

I'm the type to talk to the stars (I look up)

Straight up, these ain't tattoos these are scars

My young dogs will tear you and the witnesses apart (Straight up)

They care about starving more than they do about a charge (Whoa, whoa, whoa)

Me, I can't break a commitment (No)

I done seen people fuck up the whole team 'cause they couldn't play they position

Talking about they didn't mean it, bitch

You know the road to hell was paved with good intentions

I see myself in my nemesis, I contemplated forgiveness, I think I lost all my innocence

Hoe my life depend on this, this ain't no simple sucker shit

Try and steal and you get bit, that's what you motherfucking get

I feel safer taking risks and I can't eat this on my own life

Put my back against the wall just to see how much I've grown dawg

I was raised by the wolves, ate 'til they full

Run through the night, playing with your life

Go against the pack, that's risking your life

Better play it right, better play it right

I was raised by the wolves, ate 'til they full

Run through the night, playing with your life

Go against the pack, that's risking your life

Better play it right, yeah, you better play it right

I was raised by the wolves, paid all my dues

Always in the game and never played by the rules

Try to make me leave, fell down to my knees

Picked myself up and turned my back to the breeze

Oh, oh-oh

Spent a milli on a milli, mama look at me

With all these diamond chokers, man, it's getting hard to breathe

Now that you are family, cut some branches off my tree

But if you in my circle, know I'll always be around

Don't let me down, you said you'd die for me, well, there's the ground

Ice on my wrist, ice in my veins

But it's a cold, cold world, and you can be predator, you can be prey

I was raised by the wolves, ate 'til they full

Run through the night, playing with your life

Go against the pack, that's risking your life

Better play it right, better play it right

I was raised by the wolves, ate 'til they full

Run through the night, playing with your life

Go against the pack, that's risking your life

Better play it right, yeah, you better play it right

I was raised by the wolves (I was raised by)

I was raised by the wolves (I was raised by)

I was raised by the wolves, ate 'til they full

Run through the night, playing with your life

Go against the pack that's risking your life

Better play it right, yeah, you better play it right

Body Language lyrics - Big Sean (feat. Ty Dolla $ign & Jhené Aiko)

Body to body, cheek to cheek, soulful moaning

Don't just take your clothes off, take the problems off

Take the armor off, take all the drama off

Let go of your responsibilities you been holding down

Know it's a lot on your mind, but I need your focus now

I need that (Soulful moaning)

I give you that (Soulful moaning)

Yeah, late night conversations can you speak my body language

Bring that body to me

Baby, come closer, closer

Bring it to me

Oh, yeah, baby, I'll give you ecstasy

Baby, come closer, closer

Bring it to me, ooh, yeah

Girl, I'm talking body to body

Cheek to cheek

Soulful moaning

And girl your lips taste so sweet

Girl, I'm talking body to body

Cheek to cheek

Soulful moaning

I know, I have people in my circle, but they weren't in my corner

I had people in my business, but they didn't support it

But took advantage of me like they supposed to do with their moments

Everything you didn't do, but coulda did if you wanted

Working overtime, it's time I could be taking you down

Real shit, I gotta quit acting like these niggas don't want my place

When I ain't around, even though niggas ain't fresh

I know if I don't live with you I gotta live with regrets

I might walk in while you showering

Hit you in your shower cap, you gripping on the towel rack

I'm bussing' while you buss back, in the bathtub pouring champagne on that ass like I'm Dame Dash

God damn your last nigga blew it with his lame ass

Bring that body to me

Baby, come closer, closer

Bring it to me

Oh, yeah, baby, I'll give you ecstasy

Baby, come closer, closer

Bring it to me

Late night conversations, can you speak my body language

I ain't got no time to waste, you got me losing patience

I can't wait to get you over here and get you naked

I'm about to ride that dick so crazy, I might break it

I'm so horny, show me something

Body to body, cheek to cheek, soulful moaning

Bring that body to me

Baby, come closer, closer

Bring it to me

Oh, yeah, baby, I'll give you ecstasy

Baby, come closer, closer

Bring it to me

Girl, I'm talking body to body

Cheek to cheek

Soulful moaning

And girl your lips taste so sweet

Girl, I'm talking body to body

Cheek to cheek

Soulful moaning

In the city of murder, mayhem and narcotics

We got enough problems

Now it's time for that, soulful moaning

Oh baby, oh baby

Story By Dave Chappelle lyrics - Big Sean

There's never been a single time, not a one when I've been to Detroit

Where it wasn't some kind of adventure

The City is fucking crazy, it's like it's powerfully alive

It's an entity, it's not like just a place you go, it's Detroit

And one of the reasons that Detroit is my favorite market

Is because the audiences in Detroit, for a comedian, I find them to be particularly challenging

So when I go there, in this particular story, it seemed like a pretty benign night

And I'm sitting in the dressing room at the Fillmore and there's a older gentleman in there

And I don't really talk to the guy much, but he was a nice guy, cool energy, shit like that

And then, uh, fame Detroit rapper Danny Brown came in

Now at this time, I wasn't that familiar with Danny Brown's music, you know what I mean?

So when he asked me to smoke with him, I just smoked with him

I didn't hear all that Aderall, Aderall and all that shit, I didn't know he was about that life

I'm assuming it's weed, I don't know what the fuck it was, but, boy

I smoke weed a million times in my life

Never ever remember feeling this way before and as I was walking on stage

I told my road manager, "You know my number's up tonight"

He's like, "What does that mean?"

"I'm going to bomb", and true to my professional prescription, I did

But there's bombing, then there's the shit that happens in Detroit

It's like the crowd was with me, but the way the crowd responded to me widely

Was one of my favorite crowd interactions ever and as the set is going terrible

When it's clear I'm not gonna be able to pull the nose up and I'm gonna have to crash this thing

I saw Danny Brown slipping out the room, which made me laugh really hard

Go back in the dressing room, everyone you know

There's a stink on you after you bomb, where everyone looks at you like, you know what I mean?

Like Headwound Harry like, "nigga, are you okay?"

But I really I can't explain it to you, I really didn't care

And then it turns out that this kind, older gentleman was Big Sean's father

And my goodness, he gave me a pep talk that only a dad could give and it made me feel wonderful man (Wow)

So shoutout to you Big Sean, shoutout to Detroit

I'll never stop loving your city and I'll never stop loving you, bro

You guys are the truth, much love to the Motor City

Harder Than My Demons lyrics - Big Sean

Yeah, yeah

Woah, woah, woah

I know we gon' make it if Mike WiLL Made-It, yeah

New tags, toe tags (Woah, woah)

No more breaks, dawg, it's time to break hearts (Break hearts)

I don't take disrespect, I take charge (Woah)

I'm in the mirror lookin' at a work of art (Like, God)

Hard work don't mean shit if it ain't smart (Ain't smart, ooh)

I'ma run the play up to the max (Like that)

So if I don't know you, don't owe you, I gotta tax (Woah, woah)

I got enough sense, and I slipped through the cracks (Woah)

And, nowadays, I wear my smile like a mask

I'm the idols I looked up to in my past

All natural, Doctor Sebi, you gon' have to CBD me

I been watchin' what they feed me (Woah, woah)

I like when she tell me with her body language that she need me (Yeah)

See my third eye is on left eye, I can't let them Eazy-E me

No sir (Sir), I don't even do flu shots

Clique with me everywhere I go, so every pic a group shot (Shot)

I done wiggled out the noose knot (Damn)

They been lyin' to me my whole life, I finally found the truth out (God)

Like they don't gotta love you if they need you (Woah)

Got angels and demons on a three-way (Woah)

And they ain't comin' to no agreement

And I still be feelin' broke again, if I'm gettin' money and my team ain't gettin' cream until we cremate (Whew)

Big headlines, I'm talkin' CNN (CNN, woah)

I see a hatin' bitch like, "Hi, it's me again" (Me again, woah)

They like "Why you feel so good?" (Man)

I'm like "Why I need a reason?" (Straight up, straight up, straight up)

Lot of salt, lot of shade bein' thrown my way, man

I guess it's just the season (Damn, throw it)

But I gotta thank God though

'Cause he got me workin' harder than my demons (Woah, woah)

God got me workin' harder than my demons (Woah)

God got me workin' harder than my, hol' up

God got me workin' harder than my demons

God got me workin' harder than my demons

God got me workin' harder than my-

Luther Vandross, never too much (Too much)

Now we two up, who, us?

Yeah, real ones learn the work through us (Through)

Baby girl wanna dance, wanna groove, wanna vibe

But you know my best move is the one where you end up on my side

The ground on the mountain top feel the same as rock-bottom (Bottom)

Quit my fuckin' job, that's when the real work started

Still showed up every mornin', every evenin' of every season (Straight up, woah)

What's the reason? God got me workin' harder than my-

Demon (Mmm)

Harder than my demons (Demons, harder than my demons)

Harder than my demons, demons, demons, demons

I been fightin' every season

Harder than my demons

Everything That's Missing lyrics - Big Sean (feat. Dwele)

Mainly whatever the fuck you say means something

That shit is in you, you ain't gotta try that hard

I just want you to know that

There's no romancing without the pain

Just like there's no loss without some gain

Just like there's no day without a blessing

Just like no paydays without finessin'

But when who hurt you's forgiven

And all the late nights you been wishing

Finally pay off and go the distance

I pray you get everything you missing

Everything you missing, dawg

I pray you get everything you missing

Everything you missing

I pray you get everything you missing

I'm 'bout to delete my Twitter and follow my intuition

Been in and out the mud, but somehow I'm in mint condition

I wonder if granddad woulda seen these Instagram vixens

Every 50 minutes when he had did everything that he did or he didn't

I wonder how it feel to be rapping, swear that's my fucking passion

How it feel to go platinum, swear that's my dream but he too blind to see

That if he doing what he love in his free time, then his dream already happened

It's not about the trophy, it's 'bout what it took to grab it

And if you feeling stagnate, just know that you attracting the energy

That you put out there, you a walking magnet

Life can be a struggle but what isn't, that's worth having (Huh?)

There's no romancing without the pain

Just like there's no loss without some gain

Just like there's no day without a blessing

Just like no paydays without finessin'

But when who hurt you's forgiven

And all the late nights you been wishing

Finally pay off and go the distance

I pray you get everything you missing

Everything you missing, dawg

I pray you get everything you missing

Everything you missing

New life start with a blank canvas

Tryna find yourself, you move to lost Angeles

Where the cameras off, you're still not off camera

And that meeting that's supposed to change your life keep getting canceled

Swear my prayer's gon' get answered 'fore these execs answer

Shit, expenses get too expensive, but you gon' do what it takes to do the digits

Even do the dishes, 'cause you gotta prove to the world how you committed

You got a whole city to inspire, it's so cold in the D so through they eyes you on fire

Going platinum once like catching lighting in a bottle, but you do it fifty times

And you realize contracts say a lot between the lines

But through the ups and downs you make a blue print that the city can build they own way out

And when they do it's gon' feel like that you almost did it

And you buy everything you want, but it barely make you different

And find out random bitches can't even compare to commitment

And you learn hearing doubts doesn't mean you have to listen

And you can't believe how much you made, not money, a difference

And find out everything you had was everything you missing

ZTFO lyrics - Big Sean

Nah man, you gotta be kidding me, man, come on

You cheat me, you cheat yourself, alright

Straight up

Signal going in and out, swimming at the house

Live with no doubts, zen the fuck out

Big dog plays, the payoffs en route

Laid across the couch, I'm zen the fuck out

Zen the fuck out, zen the fuck out

Laid across the couch, I'm zen the fuck out

Hold up, I'm losing my mind 'cause people keep talking

Niggas be lying, bitches be cryin', I be like God please slow down

One at a time and they all want dibs and they want percents

They coming at you, they coming at them, but they not ever coming for mine (No)

I can't invite you random hoes to my house cause your energy is too whack

I can't waste the sex on you and give you everything you can't give me back

Straight up

If we don't have the same vision then we can't exchange contacts

I don't get mad, I don't react, I just relax (Relax)

Good vibes or no vibes, my vibes, I cut the cords no hooks no ties

Yeah, no road blocks killed that off road sign

I'm more like coach how I motivate mine

You more like ref how you play both sides

Can't sit around let the day go by

Can't sit around let opps take your spot

Eat your food, fuck your wife, look down and say fuck your life

If you been down you stayed up all night, sleep deprived but wake up alright

Fuck it you gotta be tired, I done survived things I shouldn't survive

So what? That gotta be God (My God), top five, number one, quit tryna even the odds

Signal going in and out, swimming at the house, live with no doubts, zen the fuck out

Big dog plays, the payoffs en route

Laid across the couch, I'm zen the fuck out

Signal going in and out, swimming at the house, live with no doubts, zen the fuck out

Big dog plays, the payoffs en route

Laid across the couch, I'm zen the fuck out

Zen the fuck out, zen the fuck out

Laid across the couch, I'm zen the fuck out

Zen the fuck out, zen the fuck out

Laid across the couch, I'm zen the fuck out

You either in or you out

You either sure or you doubt

Don't be bringing all that fucked up energy 'round through to my house

This shit's a meditation, medicate on dedication, atop my reservation

Guard Your Heart lyrics - Big Sean (feat. Anderson .Paak, Earlly Mac & Wale)

I'm broken in pieces, down to the soul

I know the whole world can feel it

I know that they can see it (Oh)

Oh, I hate to admit that I need you

I need you, I need you next to me

You said that you would ride for me

And I hear you but right now

I need to feel you right next to me

'Cause this is all I got, prove that you got me

(Oh yeah) Oh yeah, yeah (Broken in pieces)

'Cause this is all I got, prove that you got me

Yeah

So if you say, "nigga", then I'ma say, "Is that a Ritz?" Mmm, ooh

50 niggas deep (Deep), 100 niggas step

Million Man march (Mmm), cracker don't you start (Yeah)

Hold your head, guard your heart, hold your head (Uh)

Nigga, get your bread, light your spark, strike your mark, life don't stop

So hold your head, guard your heart, hold your head (Yeah)

Conflicted in this free based world of give and take (Take)

'Cause I always rather give than to be the one sayin' thanks (Whoa)

Conflicted like bein' signed to Ye and managed by Jay

Conflicted like bein' cool with Pusha and Drake (Damn)

Conflicted like reppin' a city where I hardly stay (Stay)

Or knowin' that you wrong but it's too hard to say

Hold your head (Hold your head), guard your heart (Guard your heart)

In my life those were the hardest parts (Yeah)

So many dark times I wish I caught a spark

Or learned not seein' eye to eye could be fixed with a heart to heart (God)

So many lost, I feel lost, got me feelin' like a real nigga Holocaust

Got me mournin' while it's dark (Dark)

Life will eat you alive, we know how to be a meal

Shit, rather than see a mill to make it out you need a skill (Yeah)

Thought I was past my past but let's be clear (Clear)

Objects in the mirror are closer than they appear (Swerve)

Regrettin' everything in life is my only fear (My only fear)

And you know what they say about not conquerin' fears (What?)

If you don't then they'll always be near

As that reminder in your ear, shit that I ain't tryna hear (Nah)

Hold your head (Hold your head), guard your heart (Guard your heart)

In my life those were the hardest parts (Swerve)

Oh, you mistake me fallin' down for fallin' off (Whoa)

Or mistake me bein' soft for speakin' from the heart

I guess life hasn't taught you as much as you thought

Instead of pickin' up your missin' pieces, you pick me apart

Boy, hold your head but guard your heart

Got tired of white silence so the riots started

And the robbers robbed, you wylin' 'cause your product gone

We mad that Eric Garner, Breonna, Gianna father gone (Yeah)

A lot of trauma, we tired, exhausted

Ermias the prophet said it'd be a marathon, look

Seen all my dawgs, shown me God was watchin'

Pandemic slowin' 'em down, they fastin', Ramadan

The land of fifty stars on Hollywood marchin'

White friends don't got us, I promise you I block 'em (Straight up)

I'ma count my bread, I defied the odds

And fuck the Saint quarterback 'cause he ain't Saint Laurent

Boy, from here on out we on Pyer Moss

If we leave Reebok, we still bringin' pumps in all the broads

I motivate (I motivate), I don't divide (I don't divide)

The 45 a coward for practicin' otherwise

A burnt nation, said it's under God

Now gone throw the towel in, I'm by my brother's side

Your niggas be your niggas when you level up

You see that your niggas and brothers different when luck is up

So I trust nothin', this industry's somethin'

My biggest rival is my mind protectin' my thoughts as well as my heart

It's 50 niggas deep (Deep), 100 niggas step

Million Man march (Mmm), cracker don't you start

Hold your head, guard your heart, hold your head (Uh)

Nigga, get your bread, light your spark, strike your mark, life don't stop

So hold your head, guard your heart, hold your head (Yeah)

Respect It lyrics - Big Sean (feat. Young Thug & Hit-Boy)

Man they plotting on me, I'm plotting on them plotting on me, man, stupid man

Ain't nobody finna do me any type of way

Ain't nobody finna do that

Ain't nobody finna do me any type of way

Ain't nobody finna do me dirty, no way

You can't touch me, you not worthy

Dirty bitches don't deserve me

I be careful who I love

'Cause who I love is who can hurt me

I'ma give dat ass a cruise

Summer Lamborghini Merci

Niggas thought they had the 2020 vision, it's still blurry (Whoa)

I done dodged the murder race

I done earned what they can't take

Pull up to the house you thought you died

And seen the pearly gates

Now a days respect the ones who talking good behind my back

And say the bad shit to my, to my face

Why complain about things I can change? Yeah (I can change)

Soldiers 'round me, we done been through major pain (Major pain)

Laser focused, AOL been had AIM got a

Lot of hundreds, stayed a hundred, life just changed (Life done changed)

What you doing? You got bitches blowing you kisses

Oppositions sending death wishes, either way it make me no difference

I done outdid the predictions, I'm a underground king

Always had the tunnel vision, I'm constantly constant

So ain't nobody finna do me any type of way

Ain't nobody finna do that

Ain't nobody finna do me any type of way

Ain't nobody finna do me dirty, no way

Ain't nobody finna do me any type of way

Ain't nobody finna do that

Ain't nobody finna do me any type of way

Ain't nobody finna do me dirty, no way

Monday magic, Tuesday

Spent a quarter million on a COOGI (Hey)

Wednesday, he had ran up on me, I got ruthless

Thursday, I'm Ferrari horsing, niggas moosin', yeah

I just had to wake up and pay Uncle Sam today

I been in the trenches giving back like Kenny Bey (No Cap)

I just bought the pinky Birky for my Easter baby

Got her throwing diamonds in the air like it's a play pen

Can't let them trick me out of nothing long as I'm livin'

I can't let 'em go out savage long as I'm gettin' it

I won't let never hold a freak whore against her will

Still won't let them do me any kind of way without no shield

Ain't nobody finna do me any type of way

Ain't nobody finna do that

Ain't nobody finna do me any type of way

Ain't nobody finna do me dirty, no way

Can't no one do me dirty

Can't no one do me like that, no

Can't no one do me dirty

Can't no one do me like that, no

No-no-no

No-no-no-no-no-no-no-no

Can't nobody do me dirty, bitch

All that fake shit over, we don't take we take shit over

Army, Navy, paper soldiers, cut the grass and face the cobras

I'm a walking bucket list, product of my suffering

Kobe at the Rucker, bitch

Triple and double and running this shit, I learned that praying is God ammunition

Please let it rain down 'til it drown out my city

The fruits of my labor came all to fruition

You talkin' 'bout I, you ain't got no vision

We, not me, little bitch, built like we sell bricks

Fuck blogs, read my lips

Doing me dirty the only thing that you won't do in this bitch, bitch

Lithuania lyrics - Big Sean (feat. Travis Scott)

Bitch, I'm back and it's up PSA

I'm too fleek to take off all my shit at TSA (Fleek)

I know we met today but I'ma need that shit today (Straight up)

Might go extra-extra just so I can see they face (Straight up, damn)

Keep Xs and Os and interchange, yeah

Hit three in a row, that's just a game

Big rings in a row all down my fingers

I can't even hold my baggage claim

(Tryna snatch you home my Lithuania)

Pats, do you mind? One of a kind

Get you to sign, I took the fine

Mulholland Drive, I hesitate and weave

And hit that line, I hit more say the least

Got stacks to the side, keep that for bro and peeps

With all the rhymes, risk and they could tell you

Risqué little hoes keep tryin', by the end of the day my Ms getting wired

My own rounds for every time we tried

I'm sensei, senseless, same time

Two dranks, two cups poured up

I'm insanely down, slowed up

She build round, butt bubbled up

Don't inflame me, now go nuts

I keep flame right by my guts

It was out but now it's tucked

Your back on it, proud of us right now

Bitch, I'm back and it's up PSA (Whoa, whoa)

I'm too fleek to take off all my shit at TSA (Fleek)

I know we met today but I'ma need that shit today (Straight up)

Might go extra-extra just so I can see they face (Straight up, damn)

Keep Xs and Os and interchange, yeah

Hit three in a row, that's just a game

Big rings in a row all down my fingers

I can't even hold my baggage claim

(Tryna snatch you home my Lithuania)

(Psycho, whoa, whoa)

Little bitch, don't talk to me like I'm not me (No)

Graveyard, up late, shit, I'm with the zombies (Up)

Going insane, hard to contain, can't miss a beat my heart is the same

You know it's flame if I'm in this hoe with Scottie

Long list of problems, long list of blessings

Making sure the first one never outweigh the second, yeah

Military with the tactics, multi-million, multi-facet

She like Prince and Michael Jackson, Purple Rain and mirrors dancing

Savage Fenty matching with the lingerie socks

Didn't know they made them 'til I took 'em off and I popped

Her mamma 60 but look 29 and that's a great sign

Could take over any tri-state without even trying

And I'm praying for my exes and my enemies (Straight up)

'Cause they gone need all the help they can get if it isn't me (I swear)

Success is a chain reaction, I'm the fucking missing link

In the world where niggas would do anything for everything, damn (Damn)

Keep Xs and Os and interchange, yeah

Hit three in a row, that's just a game (Game, bitch)

Big rings in a row all down my fingers (Whoa)

I can't even hold my baggage claim

(Tryna snatch you home my Lithuania)

Yeah

I had to reset it, my credit on venery and go 'head and vet it

I'm pullin' her hair, talkin' shit and aye, yeah, I got a little fetish

Full Circle lyrics - Big Sean (feat. Key Wane & Diddy)

Yeah, doing donuts in the Porsche at the dealer, listening to Dilla

The Lord always made a way, yeah, that's my nigga

You used to drive the Honda Civic, nigga, I remember

I was being optimistic, I ain't have a pot to piss in

I was living on my ex-girl couch, terrible

All my money kept going out, I ain't had enough to move

I felt like a vegetable, lived 2012 on a sectional

Damn, couple years later I'm living exceptional

Spent thirty thousand, my Rollie came extra gold

Bitch ass niggas just mad I'm gettin' on

Welcome to the terror dome, my how my hair has grown

All I wanted was a Rollie and a Tupac herringbone

Midwest kids damn near all we used to hear was bone

Two family flat, mommy and aunt used to share a home

Boy, I'll rip your heart out and eat it while it's still beatin'

For no real reason just blame it on killin' season

Circle of life, top of the food chain, my new chain a circle of ice

My name deserving the lights

The smartest thing you could do is stop music and finish school

Gotta be the dumbest shit I ever heard in my life

If yesterday is the tomb, then tomorrow is the womb

Waiting on the Son of God 'cause he coming back soon, hol' up

Flashbacks of me dancing in my living room was my first audition

Puff, B.I.G. and Ma$E waving gold bottles in the lenses like

Never let you me go, that's the worst feeling (Whoa)

I still love you like my first million

You got me hypnotized like the scene with B.I.G. and I reverse wheelin' (Damn)

Cîroc boys, blue circle business, that's full circle (Yeah)

Full circle like losing friends from backin' up 'Ye to rapping for 'Ye

Who dropped his first album, I was in the 10th grade

To ten years later me dropping a number one the exact same day

Swear everything come full circle, dawg, you just gotta wait

Full circle like listening to B.I.G.

To growing up they calling you big

Full circle like giving your first Rolex to your first kid

Full circle like exactly what the fuck karma is

Full circle like every single thing I ever did

Yeah, niggas don't even make shit like this no more

Shit's lost, it's a lost motherfucking art

I want the people out there in the world to hear me though

I don't do it alone

Drop all the jealousy, that shit is gon' hurt you

Quit giving energy to ones that don't deserve you

You know everything comes full circle

I just show love, watch it come full circle

And I can never let those bad vibes inside my circle

Nah and loyalty deserves you

And tell the fucking truth, even when it hurts too

But the most money come before the first two (Straight)

Don't worry, it'll come full circle

Took all the pain that I knew and made songs

When God said, "Let there be light", he made Sean

Time In lyrics - Twenty88

Coming back live, it's Keith Sweat

And as we wind it down from a long day

And hopefully to an even longer night

With the one you love and care about the most

Or the one you want to know the most

Detroit 2, baby

Yeah

What's the timing?

I just wanna put the time in

I just wanna put the time in

I just wanna put the time in

I just wanna put the-

I just wanna put the time in

I just wanna put the time in

I know its been a while

But I feel like perfect timing

I just wanna put the time in

I just wanna put the time in

I just wanna put the time in

I just wanna grind and

I just wanna spill everything

That's on your mind

I just wanna put the time in

I just wanna put the time in

I just wanna put the time in

I just wanna put the time in

I just wanna put the tip in

Give your ass a tip then

Give you a tip like, knowledge

Tip like money or both

Yeah

You been the way for an hour

But you only stay twenty five away

I know we been friends for a while

Well, my grand parents were friends too

And they love was beautiful

But losing a lover and a friend is like going though two funerals

That's my worst habit

Playing out things that's yet to happen

Sometimes my imagination moves faster than reality happens

It just so happens I already know your favorite shit

And I already got your favorite liq'

And I got the playlist hits of the greatest, I feel your energy miles away

'Cause quality people deserve quality time

And I just wanna put the time in

I just wanna put the time in

I just wanna put the time in

I just wanna put the time in

I just wanna put the time in

I just wanna put the time in

See what's on your mind and

Maybe I'll put the tip in

Maybe I'll put the tip in

Maybe I'll give you a tip then

Yeah, tip like knowledge and like money

I can't fuck with money hungry hoes, out here that's living scummy (Scummy)

I just wanna put the time in (Yeah)

I just wanna put the time in

Maybe you can put your tongue in it

Maybe we can have some fun with it

I just wanna put the time in

I wanna put the time in

I wanna put the time in

See what's on your mind, yeah

Story By Erykah Badu lyrics - Big Sean

Here I am, Ms. Badu, not Big Sean

But I don't fuck witchu , it's 'cause I'm from the D, the other D

But Detroit has a special place in my heart

Creative, deep, rooted, organic, cosmic, fantastic, futuristic, patient, musical

When I think of Detroit I think of these things

There something in that dirty water that gives it its flavor

There's an invisible intelligence that runs though the streets like an underground rooting system

Millions and billions of memory of atoms of all of the beautiful music that has been created there

And I've seen it evolve into things only felt in the heart, I know this to be true

Thank you Berry Gordy for that little house

Thank you Stevie Wonder for always calling me and reminding me that it is there, that thing

I always long to reconnect with it when I lose my way musically

Thank you Jay Della for your peculiar, peculiar intelligence

Yeah, Detroit just has a magic and I know it to be true

Not Big Sean, but I don't fuck witchu

Live from Badu botron, Nubian fenamonan

Detroit, where the Nubians grow

FEED lyrics - Big Sean

I woke up with too much on my chest (I woke up and realized I didn't even remember)

I didn't know I gave it everything till I realized that I had nothing else left

Issues bleeding over from my past life, I wonder

I wonder if my karma's up and this is my last life to get it right, transcend

The days are getting shorter I notice

Seems like time is moving fast forward while I'm in slow motion (Look)

Losing love ones with really no one to cope with

It's cool my third and my forth eye open (Thank you God)

I dodged a cell but still locked in on a cell

I never thought I'd see the day my mom wouldn't agree with Oprah and Gayle

Myra Denise was my peace of heaven on earth and living hell

Who gave me everything but never took anything for her self

Imagine '06 Impala with zero mileage

Seventeen, baggy clothes, not like Billie Eilish

Some niggas grow old but not up, they still as childish

Demons wearing masks as my friends they favorite disguises

But niggas not gon' forget about me

Like niggas forgot about how Harriet was suppose to be on top of that twenty dollars (Straight up)

Dawg, my life a scene out of Casablanca, you got it wrong, I'm the monster

Burning man Ayahuasca, my check up no diagnostic

You disappear in the D like you Jimmy Hoffa, gone

I play my part like Leo without the Oscar (Damn)

Underrated, but you till gotta watch it

Yeah, maneuvered through it, I had to do it (Do it)

Shows looking like Latin music

'Cept tonight we in Houston the next night it's Chattanooga

But it's still Latins thats rapping' to it

Pursuit of happiness, I had to prove it

The best part 'bout problems is problems all come with solutions

That's why I don't focus on no legacy shit

All I care about is plugging friends and fam, that's it

And being the missing link to all they goals and dreams, that's it

And sinking the winning shot while I'm triple teamed for the chip (Bitch)

And I'ma let my whole soul glow

I cant kick it with you no-mo, can't miss no-mo goals

Best linens and my bitch down like she Yoko Ono

When the reaper say its time to go, I'ma say no-no-no

How am I supposed to leave all this? For what?

People are hungry for something that means, really means something

They hungry man, they like, fucking, you know what I mean they

Because their starving, they get so much bullshit you know

Bullshit, there's so much of it.

What's my purpose?

Why is my purpose?

Where is my purpose?

I am purpose

When I compare my purpose to someone else's

Then it's no longer my purpose

Disconnect to reconnect

The Baddest lyrics - Big Sean

Whoa, whoa-whoa

Look, gotta have faith to be faithful

Gotta be great, yeah

Show these bitches who the baddest

Show these bitches who the baddest

You gotta show these bitches who the baddest

Squad run the atlas

Yeah

Look

I can't take it easy, I don't know how (Know how)

Once I lock it in, it's good as done now (It's done now)

All that patience shit, done run out

I'm sorry you can't have your way with me

The ups and the downs that created me

I got the, I got the faith in me

Gotta have faith to be faithful, gotta be great to be grateful

I seen that look in your eyes, that one Cain had gave Abel (Jealousy)

She gon' hip roll this, that 48221, six mile block shit (Whoa)

So turned up with my team in the huddle it's a mosh pit (Wow)

I don't owe you nothing if you ain't grow up in my house

Niggas be praying on my downfall 'cause they going through a drought

Done proved myself so much, it's been a while, though, I'll admit it

So I'ma go so fucking hard these hoes won't forget it

Yeah, it's time to show these bitches who the baddest (Baddest)

Show these bitches who the baddest (Go, go, go)

You gotta show these bitches who the baddest

Squad run the atlas

Look what you made me

Look what you made me (Aye)

Look what you made me (Aye)

And I'm feeling godly, bullets can't stop me

I feel like Gotti soldiers beside me

Going hardbody, I can't go lightly

I feel like 'Pac right there in the lobby

She own big body, I'm riding big body

She got a big body, she riding me properly

I hit it twice and she ready to die for me

I switched it up just to break the monotony

My whole life you told me I had trust issues

Looked at her said, "Nah bitch, I got us issues"

Meet and greet, meet my demands

Can't build unless we building a brand

I'm going all money in with my bros like I'm Nip and Blacc Sam

Back the fuck back, you in my entrance

They try to count me out, came to they senses

In the trenches it's a different type of tension

Made a way out of no way, I did shit different

Man, fuck that tea shit, this that supa-dupa lemonade

Took it back to where we started just to see how far we came

I heard you keep what you love that's valuable inside your safe

I keep mine inside my heart, I guess we value different things

I make all my haters proud of me when I'm in this mentality

Had people that loved me doubted me, but that bring the best out of me

They studying my every move, go get your ass a damn degree

You listen you to me, I listen to you like "that ain't it chief"

I'm 'a show these bitches who the baddest

Show these bitches who the Baddest

You gotta show these bitches who the baddest

Squad run the atlas

Look what you made me (Aye)

Look what you made me (Aye)

Look what you made me (Aye)

Don Life lyrics - Big Sean (feat. Lil Wayne)

We marvel about some athlete

Earning ten to fifteen million a year

Well, if that's the case, that athlete must be worth to his owners, billions of dollars

Getting to the paper like it's human nature

God damn, the more they hate us, that just motivate us

I know revenge taste the sweetest, um, I'm gonna savor

I'm just sending all my graces up to my creator

No negotiation, this is world domination

You can't fill the trophy cases up with nominations

I'm the Alpha Omega, that means you can't replace us

That mean I'm throwing dice in Vegas betting all the wages

My girl expensive, remember you get what you pay for

Big, big pay off moves on and off the radar

You can't afford to miss a layup when you in the playoffs, ugh, press on, stress gone

I give this shit blood, flesh, bone, can't catch me, I skate to my destiny

That's necessity you can't out finesse me

She like chocolate Nestle, brown and sexy

Touch me, tease me, please me, just don't test me

I'm the bar, my weight up, you can't press me

Legendary bloodline, my ancestry, ooh, I'm devoted and hated

I recoded the Matrix

I just loaded the bases

And you know I'ma make a hit

Getting to the paper like it's human nature (Getting to the paper like it's human nature)

Getting to the paper like it's human nature

Getting to the paper like it's human nature, no time to relax, we ain't in Jamaica

Getting to the paper like it's human nature

Lil Tunechi, I been having conversations with the constellations

We keep the shit between us just like a doctor patient

The happiest intoxication make the problems weightless

I'ma need some sanitation for the time that's wasted

Told my shrink that life is crazy, he said life is crazier

I bought a house so fucking big it feel like I'm my neighbors

I told my weed man I need nature, he accommodate me

I got two choppers look alike I call 'em croc and gator

Flowers looking quite amazing I ain't like the fragrance

I stand beside a baby, see who you decide to play with

I'ma take my fucking chances, I'ma lucky bastard

My heart race 'til it catch up to who it's running after

Oh my gosh, I'm gone, I'm on a planet I'm not on

Saying there'll be light, but then all my lights were blown

Yeah, I know my rights, I mean I know right from wrong

I know yayo white, it's sweeter than a yellow bone

I know love is life and I know life is never long

I make plans to get away and in the morning I be gone

Man I mind-fuck her, no foreplay

Brain-wash my thoughts fade, brain-storm no storm chase

Guilty conscience, no court date, Lil Tunechi

Getting to the paper like it's human nature

Getting to the paper like it's human nature

Get this shit no matter how long it take us

I been having conversations with the constellations

Getting to the paper like it's human nature

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Black music sells about sixty percent of the music sold in the world

It outsells other people's native music

And yet are willing to sing for pennies a record

Friday Night Cypher lyrics - Big Sean (feat. Tee Grizzley, Kash Doll, Cash Kidd, Payroll, 42 Dugg, Boldy James, Drego, Sada Baby, Royce da 5'9 & Eminem)

This that clipse sample

Fuck that talking let the clip slam 'em

Yellow bands around them hundreds you know how much that is

Too much to give me cash they had to wire me the back end

Niggas in here looking tough you know that I got Mag in

Ask me am I only rapping you know I got that bag in

Band man like Lonnie, want my head, come find me

Lil' bro in that bitch chilling he ain't trying to come home cocky

He come home to a dollar and a mansion and a choppa

And a desert on a dirt bike VLone shirt and the Pradas

Big nigga fresher than you, fuck you and your stylist

Paid 90 for my grill and lost it, that's why I ain't smiling

You got Sean, you got Hit, you got Grizz, Kash Dolla

Paint you red, throw you in the water

They gonna think you a lobster, nigga

I just dropped a kit you dropped out of school

These hoes wanna be famous 'til they make the news

All my bitches winning how it feel to lose?

Nigga trying to get the box like he finna move

Bitch, I'm at my pinnacle I used to shop at Pinnacle your nigga still drink Pinnacle

Bitch your taste is pitiful

I talk cash shit you ain't cash shit call up baby choppa Cash Kidd is still my cash kid

You stay back like ad libs, I buy, I don't ask shit, I pop shit and pop tags, bitch

This New Era be cappin'

Me Sean T off that Pusha T, ain't no pushing me, bro might put you on to T

Dot my Is and cross my Ts, bro might put you six feet or bro gon' put you on your feet

But bro can't put you on to me A+ pussy worth a B, nigga

You niggas ain't with no B, fuck outta here

I keep dying in my dreams but life's great when I stay woke

Bet you love dreaming that's the only time you ain't broke

Try me 40 make you back up like Dej Loaf and Big Sean

Get triggered down Jhene Aiko

Gotta keep Glock in the fanny nigga you know I'm finna to handle it

Put a body on a ratchet I feel like Dr Miami

Niggas try to ride my wave like they stopping a taxi

On a six, in a Lam, but I'm not that bitch Mary

But once they counted me out I came back with a vengeance

And back-to-back Benzes, back-to-back winning

Rap failed, oh well, gimme back my scale and a burn-out cell, I'll grow clientele

41 P I don't sell dreams, I wholesale P's, want half's nigga don't call me

Don't insult me, wrist frosty, 'bout eighty what this shit cost me

Don't worry I'll make it back before you sip coffee

I roll with hustlers n' bosses, bosses n' hustlers, had to find my hustle I was lost in the gutter

Got out that jam now it's foreigns with the seats peanut butter

Bitch it's BYLUG for life never crossing my brothers

I fuck with six mile, not too much the seven, they free to fall

That's your bitch, huh? well, get her together she fucking bro

You know them road trips still a dub in, sub in

Even if the party was seven the strip club ten

I'm all in this bitch on the tether I'm throwing dubs still

I put her in the Bentley matching rims free

Told her keep the G Wagon plain don't even tint these

Came fucking with a lame, dog you got her head big

300 a line for the wop I'm sipping red still

I know how the feds feel I make it hard to catch me

'Cause selling corn still code word for reggies

I ain't sign a deal yet fuck it I don't need 'em

Everybody with me eating free my niggas 'til I see 'em

He ain't dead, we ain't even jet back, ante up bitch

Free them boys

We gon' make it off the Ave, get a half then I shake it

Some like a bad habit we ain't have it we gon' take it

Came up off a fifty slab now my bag big as yappers

Workers begging me for time off asking me for raises

Playin' me since I was the accountant, bubble wrap it up and tape it

All my bitches want allowance, plug asking me for favors

I been out of town so long had to get reacquainted with the neighbors

On the block all these cash we been raking

Way before the rap when I was writing verses

We was beating up the Ike like I was Tina Turner

We was loading up the Glock and filling up the hearses

Now I'm preaching like it's Sunday trying to teach the sermon

Trying to teach 'em how to get it fill up they mammas' purses

So they ain't standing in front of judge listing to the verdicts

'Cause we was standing on the block thugging with the serpents

Get caught with Curtis Blow on me and they gon' close the curtains

Million-dollar cars you can't merge in, BasedGod how I got my curse lift

She gonna play her part so well you thought that she rehearsed it

Don life worship, holly temple, synagogue, tabernacle, churches

Look, I can't even chill I get active, overdoing everything my best and worst habit

Shit be impossible 'til it happens, I never thought I'd see Kobe got before Magic

That taught me first no seconds to waste, only waist I like is her legs wrapped around my face

Fuck you think she doing over here watching Netflix, beard game might just let it grow down to my neckless

I don't hope for wins I expect it, adrenaline in me like it got injected

My girl said I got communication issues, no I don't

I just don't like sharing all my problems more than the results

I bring the plan back to my team tell them go wild

God, body, my physique, and my profile

I did every single goal that I wrote down, checked it off it's old now

And that shit give me chills, fuck I gotta take yours

I'm the originator make it then I make more written in stone you can't forge

You ain't on my level even if we in the same building on the same floor

Oh boy, black out, dough boy, cash out, payroll, contract maxed out, cash kidd, cash cow, tapped in, now can't tap out

Bitch keep thinking I'm sleeping, it's Tony on the monitor, I see your ass creeping in

Little bitch, if it weren't for me you wouldn't exist, you get the gist?

Fuck a cease and desist, they shooting up seats in exits, throwing plays to my bros, I'm leading the league in assists

Hop scotch, black top, I ain't been skipping a step since

Realist stays, 'zilla every day, bitch I might just change my profession

Got so many rainy days, it changed my complexion

Hang up on your ass and say I lost the connection, I turned out to be the man that I manifested

Fuck the bullshit, I ain't here to make no friends can't get boo with me

Since an adolescence I was ignant up in school tripping

Pistol at my desk I was sitting up in school with it

Put your bitch hand in my corner pocket play pool with it

She gonna eat the dick, both balls licked, and do it to me (What else?)

Ain't go to college I ain't want no pussy nigga' rooming with me

Still coulda went to college Sada ain't no fool nigga

Every clip we got extended yellow perkies look like minions

Put Church's Chicken on you niggas scrap them boys for half a biscuit

You know I like the burner but I'll beat your ass to shit personally

Hit a nigga in his shit with this fifty or thirty do

Name a nigga outta the D as solid as me

I unlocked a lot of dollars nigga knowledge is key

I did it all without a college degree

I went from hottest signed artist dondaada to G

Street lord, Rock bottom, Godfather and P

D boy, rockwiller Sean sada and T

Standing on the corner three days phone is on Motorola prepaid

Theodora or a Gold Ellesses these are ordered from the older East Bay's

She either rolling with the owners or the lessee

A kind man knows a blind man holds grudges

A wise man knows a wise man knows nothing

I thought I told you motherfuckers I ain't need a budget

I ride with them guys that society begrudges

We been thuggin worldwide got arenas buzzin

We survived getting fronted by Ilinea's cousin

Before you could sell like Cole and Adale or go NFL be Kobe or Kellz

The plight of the rich is to throw you in jail

The fight as been fixed since the opening bell

And you know who posting your bail who promoting your L

Who be hoping you fail nigga Oprah and Gayle

Ignore the hate show the world that we love the opps

Call the aura great while they make great wrestle docs

Nah

Bitch you have never said a clever line ever

You murdering in the booth is the furthest thing from the truth

Rest assured I'mma treat this booth like I'm peeling off the plastic

On a pill bottle, I'm tearing the ceiling off

Ripping rappers like they were wrapped in Saran, ditch 'em

I'm strapped up with ammunition and single-handedly taking over the game

Like I had an actual hand missing but I only need one to clap

Animal ambition, the only fucking way that you're strapped is for cash

Wish you could slap in the damn clip in that motherfucking imaginary little hand gun you're brandishing

Bitch, if you pull up with the stick it's a car with a manual transmission

Chances of loading one that I will overcome my bipolar one

Voodoo dolls, I'm just poking fun, pins to me are like loaded guns

When I'm holding one if I'm just fiddling with it

This motherfucker discharges like me checking myself out of the fucking mental hospital

And I get off like an acquittal, I spit it, you critique it, it feels like I'm being belittled by midgets

It's like holding a nuke or damn bazooka and walking right up in the middle of a little kids fucking pillow fight with it

You want smoke, I'm like hookah

Man, I remember back when I used to get jumped for my fucking Pumas, run home and go fuck my room up

These streets will try to vacuum you up that's why the avenue where I grew up was 8 Mile and Hoover (What?)

'Cause it sucked like a Rumba but even if I would've went the Indie route

I don't have any doubt I would still get blown like a swindy out

Shoot 'til the clip is emptied out

This is the beginning of the ending but I'll put another clip in and spit these rounds

If I dig deep down but I'm in my bag like Fendi

Who am I offending now?

Got so many fucking detractors feels like I'm getting plowed

Had to put my money on a diet I got too many pounds

You would think I'm turning pages the way that I'm flipping paper

Middle fingers them bitches get to waving like friendly neighbors

I'm talking loot like I'm rioting thing is so big it can't fit the entire thing through a tire swing

But I don't think it would be logic to say I'm retiring

But I should say bye bye or things cause I'm back on Uranus fucking up this grinding beat

I took the pain and learned how to put that shit into a song

You listen for flaws and strip it and try to pick it apart

So when I am ripping it's hard to tell where the impetus

Really because how I feel about amateurs with the bitch that you are

Like I never had to get my clothes at fucking St Vincent de Paul

Like I don't make sure every sentence and bar with a pencil to sharpen like I'm quick on the draw

So win that Pulitzer Prize like Kendrick Lamar

You need to walk the Yellow Brick Road and find the chick with the dog cause y'all missing a heart

Plus your bitch is giving out brain like the Wizard of Oz

This shit is like sitting in the principal office getting scalded for skipping, ya'll got detention

While I'm severe like Benzo withdrawal, bitch your skin's gonna crawl

I'm invincible, I've been through it all, like I never thought about just ending it

Until I got pissed off and put a fist through the wall

While my back was against, now I rap like I'm possessed, that's nine tenths of the law