Lyrics:
big of a threat
Now I spend little to no time, thinking why I ain't get rid of you yet
Gotta recognize my maturity, gotta see I'm grown
Let all my
Sean sent the beat, I know it's cray
They gonna talk about me
In my own lane, can't nobody stop me
Need that heat, just give us two weeks
Never get
Translation From Jason Carns
Down by the beach, in the deep of night
The big world is sleeping and I am alone
The sea-birds are calling sorrowfully
Like poor
wanna be on top with the Anderson .Paak's
With the Snoops, big dogs
Kung Fu Lamar's
Big names, Big Sean's
I won't be no pawn, run the game like Faulk, uh
Big talk
Be quiet
There were times where I felt so alarmed
About a friend that I knew with a needle in his arm
Couple years passed by where I grew
This that 420 Anthem
Rollin' weed up by the handful
If you smokin' at my spot
I need to know if you can handle
'Cause we smoke it by the quarter
This that 420 Anthem
Rollin' weed up by the handful
If you smokin' at my spot
I need to know if you can handle
'Cause we smoke it by the quarter
ass
Now where that motherfuckin money homes?
{In the closet} Where the llello?
{In the dresser right there by the phone}
Cool, breeze, twenty G's
Two
that whose crown just fell
Oh
Oh
Is there anything to do
Do
Oh
Oh
I need Sean Wotherspoon
My dude, tell me what to do
Taking what I made to try and make
is for my niggas that get high, all of my niggas that get by
All my niggas that get fly, this is for my niggas that cop Dutches
All of my niggas
that P-I, E what I bring by
Me 50 cal, pretty desert up my sleeve, I
Still hugging that corner so tight it can't breath, I
Never let it go, 'cause
they don't know that you're gonna be my wife one day
You know, you're gonna have kids and all these big dreams and shit
But dad loves you. I love you
Who
a step
I can make a hundred thousand just sitting by the steps
I can count a hundred thousand with my feet in the chair
I can pull the baddest broad in
tape on the rocks
Sean Connery, calmly bombin MC's, who stuck on my phenomenon
Word up, no hurry up, for the merrier
You worry Duck, you get
House so big I get lost up in the closet
At the bank making deposits
You got guns but never pop it!
Born broke,but ima die rich
House so big I get
Jordans matching my sports jacket
Suede so clean I could go and bag Mrs. Jackson
The outkast who made it bounce back
Like Sean Anderson
I was thumbtackin'
music
His favorite rapper is big Sean
I regret not blowing up before his Dawn
I regret I never showed you your Pictures with my son
I regret never getting
flyer than a eagle, hood like a regal
She make my deposit, my closet is fresh segal
I rain terror, yes I rain terror
Put my name on ya mind my style
yeah that's my cost
Bitch my closet so big I swear I got lost
What? Yeah I think I'm gon' need a map
We throw them birdies in the pool make 'em swim
The Tripper
My nigga Tone been locked for a minute
He come home, he from the skreets
He gon' want him some skrippers
And I'm a big tipper
I don't even be
lock and I load
"Pop Shit" explode
Dot, Big Sean, Electron', feel like I gotta "Control"
My music connect with the people
Just bridgin' like the top
mane, Jay Rock got it
Top Dawg, aka they got dollas
Big like Chris Wallace, fly like weed parlors
Sig on my lap, we'll pop your collar
From the land where
Before I go to bed, I take a L to the head
Reminisce over words that was once said
By my man, God rest his soul, I was told stand bold
When under
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
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