Lyrics:
intruding
I look out for my future
And I'm always pruning
Life comes fast
And last ten years have been a blast
Technology advanced
And took over the scene
So
with a Little bit of Sean So i hope you get the Big Pitcure
Word to Dominic Bitch
what y'all want to me to discuss
But we'll get to that later; them bitch ass niggas
My nigga Big Sean in the building
My nigga Canei on the beat
Shawty never loved me back
Big Sean with the moves had to bounce back
That's why I can always count on rap
To have my back all facts no cap
Music is my
wishing
I can have it all, baby just for one night
Need another nigga feeling your type
Know you want it, yeah, yeah
(B.I.G. Sean Don, Do it)
(Iight here we
because I'm not answering
Is that a voice-mail-bomb-threat or a broken promise I'm mishandling?
Gambling away my money issues, somebody owes me big bucks
My
Peace to Jack tripper and those Wellstone bumper stickers
My name is Sean and I never had dreadlocks
Instead I got an army full of women screaming
watch 'em all
Jack the Ripper, Jack, Jack the Ripper
Peace to Jack tripper and those well stoned bumper stickers
My name is Sean and I never had
of Versailles with a queen by my side
In this hot girl summer, I'm just trying to find a wife
Visualizing from every island that's on Hawaii
With my team
of a man?
Self worth is immeasurable man
I can never give a pedestal a chance
To define my last stance
The Divine got mad plans
They say patience is a virtue
your inquisitive tendencies;
The intrinsic and the explicit,
We won't inhibit any of your inquiry,
But first the fire must be met then quenched by
all done this fall
Boys, send my Mother my wages--the wages I have earned
Cause I am afraid, boys, my last steer I have turned
I'm going to a new
around
I say "Aye dawg, what you got?", "Aw dawg, Big Sean, thanks a lot
Um, alright, stay young ran the game, man they been afraid
Tryna follow me get in
a rhyme
And suckers will log it
The freshest shit you wrote was
Whole heap of stink garbage
Got a witness by my side, the truth to tell
You can ask BI, my
Scottie, I'm on that antidote
That Broccoli that D.R.A.M gave me got me movin' slow mo
This big, I'm countin' my blessings like I'm Sean
See the Future
and took the chick to lunch
The Funny thing, Is when I seen him last
He was wearing drag and went by Mrs.Huck
People tell me I'm too explicit
Nah homie, just
the wind
I don't need any pride
A true version of perfection, hair blowing in the wind
I don't want to go to heaven if I can't get in
The world is my
I'm about to
release an animal in this shit. Y'all ready? Let's get it. Yeah. Yeah. Looking out to the rising now. This gon be my darkest hour
alone I fear
Come and see my mental home movies
I never am the star - the villain though by far
A good day can slowly waste away
And all that it takes
gon’ cost you
More than four quarters
Big mouths I slap shut and
Slap nuts I vanquish
Flap them lips too much you’ll
Leave using sign language
Call me
dream
Just as crazy the places I been because of
My rhyme schemes
I went from a free agent to bein wanted
By every team
The main key is to stay patient,
Passed out
Pull up on me with your ass out
Party boy
You know that I'm the last out
I'm ya boy
Give my ass a shoutout
On the court
Always see my ass
endin' in my series of warnin'
You flex with me tonight, playa, you dead by the mornin'
Bun Beater, the best ever breathin' or deceased
From the South
got no name it's the dirty game
Wannabe thugs drive by for some ghetto fame
The homie got popped six times needs surgery
Hit my cigar holdin
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