- Me, Myself & I (Freestyle) 歌詞 Big Sean
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- Big Sean
- Uh huh, Rob Got Beats on the beat
We Ready? Yeah
Man this like one of my favorite Beyonce songs, man
What up though, Bey? Yeah
Sean Don
Man, this one for the ones who hold me down so we forever on the rise
Long as I got charts, its never me, myself & I
Straight up, champagne
Man this one for the ones who cop the album and they aint need a receipt
All the internet plumbers, you know looking for the leaks
Been trying to find middle ground, like yellow lines in the street
This show is just getting started, dont worry man take a seat
I got mom and bro around like whats better than the family
Did a show at House of Blues that shit was better than the Grammys
On the phone with my dad trying to handle whats out of hand
Reminiscing we used to play 5-on-5, no hand to hands (ballin)
Funny man what all those times meant to us
Girls ask me why they call me big, that shit ambiguous
Rappers who was killin shit, lately I cant feel that shit
Yall used to didnt feel my shit and now yall like 'you hear this shit?'
Detroit niggas, say whats up doe, where I be
Fresh as my nigga IB, what up to Don C
The most improved player, watch me turn that I to a V
On my third LP but by the time its IV
Thats the fourth, dont be surprised if Im in first with high leads
We came a long way from having hands together like God Please
Do I really gotta emphasize, my mind spaced out
Yeah I call that bitch the enterprise
I hop up on the song with Em, Jay, and K, watchme hold my own
Bitch its Sean
Verses standing out like it close at 10 oclock and its 10:05
Oh boy, I spit that spiritual
Yeah Im the underdog but Underdog was a superhero too
And my city going through hell, they need a miracle too
Youre more about showing off, Im more about show and prove
Yall braggin about so and so, like 'Oh, he really it?
The new nigga in rap? Well, can he really spit?'
Or do he just hide behind his skits like half of these rappers do
And then yall fucking go and praise him and his bitch like they savior of this shit
Im like 'Aw, man. Here we go'
Im not the same man I was a year ago
I learned that life could be a merry-go
Moving at a stand still is the scenario
I also learned some girls can fit the stereotype if they got a stereo
Crazy what a cold bitchll do for palm trees
Type that cant hold my hand even if they palm read
Got a good girl at home, yeah thats all me
I gave my number out on the outro Im like 'call me', real nigga
Since they cut my umbilical, I pass weed in my physical
Yeah my woman is vegan, she got my ass trying different food
I got her listenin to music that she wouldnt listen to
Got her vibin to Nas, she like 'Man, This what I been missin, boo?'
Ima do what I didnt do, all the ridicule is just fuel
Ima take this little profit, I gotta flip it, no reciprocal
Nigga, fuck open arms, nigga open the safe
Respect in this bitch like a gun on my waist
Rappin like I got a gun in my face
I treat my life like I be runnin a race
Supa Dupa flow, up up and away
You at the top, well Im on the way
Ima come for your spot then I cum in your face
I been trying to make I gotta have it to a habit
Addicted to the mathematics, Ima add-it addict
Beware of the niggas who abandon when your shit was abandoned
But there for the mansion
Then hit after hit after hit
Somebody tell me whats the fuckin batting average
Dark Sky Paradise, you niggas can have it
Clique rainin so hard, you can white water raft it
Man, we just fucking around, man
Just off the top, on the spot, just fuckin around
We was in three different cities today, man
Shout out to my old team
Man, we been going hard as fuck
My nigga Xeno, Mike Carcen, DJ Mo Beats, waddup doe
Amir, Key Wayne, Earl Mac, Dark Sky Paradise shit man
Boogie waddup doe
Hey the album out tomorrow, man I cant believe this shit
I cant believe it
Hey waddup doe Detroit
Man waddup doe to my family, my friends, my fans
I do this for yall
We put our hearts into this shit
My boys damn near gone
I dont know its like 5 in the morning
We aint slept in fuckin days
We do this from the heart man
And we did out our way
Boss up, its time to get it, yeah
Countin blessings over money
Straight up
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