1st Quarter Freestyle Songtext

von Big Sean

Uh huh
You gon have to kill me for me to stop gettin it feel me
Straight up(god)
Finally famous nigga
Paper chasers
My girl da baddest too(good)
Imma just keep countin
I look up
Okay I always got a grip I never slip I never panic
Got my rolex at pacific while I fly through the atlantic
And just like a know it all I always got the upper hand
And if I listened to you bitches I would still be on the campus
But instead I'm in the standard with a girl who got some standards
Gettin head in the jacuzzi and she claim she from Los Angeles
But she ain't come up for air one time I swear she from Atlantis
It's so fuckin hard to have manners since I bought the manor
I never take off I just take off her panties
The partially nominated yea yea nigga you know me
Hop on the song and kill wit niggas who just won all the trophies
Bitch I ain't playin no more like D. Rose or Kobe
Its colby the beef in the shrimp ravioli
Sean Don you know me my cash homophobic
I swear its so straight then I double it up like I cloned it
My homie called me like Sean Don look
You know I got a girl like you so my nigga this ones off the books
But could you me up wit Ariana, Grande?
Seems like niggas just call me for the hookup or to get up off the Back in this bitch like I'm parallel parkin
Get hit wit that 18 what's that?
Bitch it's 2 9s thats parallel sparkin
I look up to the stars and goddammit I swear I can hear them shits talkin
To you they the stars but to me they a target
She say that I'm fine and I say that I'm gorgeous
I'm livin so lawless I promise
We just landed, Bora Bora
Champagne, I pour I pour
Model girls, oh co more
Fuck more or less, it's more or more
I'm stackin papers safe to say
Drawer to drawer
Bank to bank
Floor to floor
Touch a dolla and them killas be door to door to door to door to door to door
Face to face
Hennessey, case to case
Day to day I paper chase, amazing grace
I been fly since 86 and I was born in 88
So what that make me huh a young visionary?
My secretary finna be a millionaire Imma call her military
Finally famous military and I'll rat tat tat till I hit the cemetery
And I'm way to skinny for jail ho
So I gotta stay rich enough just for the bail ho
I'm collectin this change like I live in a well
Heaven on earth I could get it through hell
Bitch we did it, and did it ourselves
So now I'm presidential my life
Presidential my wife
Residential delay, presidential estates
Like my homie Tone said I could talk about my watch all day
But that's a fuckin presidential debate
Man shout out to [?]
And the rest of them niggas
Till we come together we all ain't gon get it
We run the city
Man free my dog Juan man
My homie talked to me like
Man why the hell you look the way you lookin
How you feel the way you feel when
You got every architect in town man tryin to sit and build
You got every girl that's in Detroit that's hot tryna come chill
Cuz I just lost my nigga Doe B and a fuckin uncle Phil nigga
You ain't like the Blueprint
So I need hundred dollar bills new print
Hangin from my family tree I'm a nuisance
Millionaire, fuck your two cents you ain't do shit
I'm a player baby I be wearin zoo print
Lightning struck like Zeus sent
Sometimes to see the bigger picture man you gotta zoom in
Sean cold bitch where you been?
Mufucka I been great
This for the fans who say they love the album but they fuckin love the mixtapes
For y'all man I'll do whatever it takes
Dont worry I always got a grip I never slip I never panic
Got my rolex from Pacific while I fly through the atlantic
And just like a know it all I always got the upper hand
And if I listened to you bitches I would still be on the campus
But instead I'm in the standard with a girl who got some standards
Gettin head in the jacuzzi and she claim she from Los Angeles
But she ain't come up for air one time I swear she from Atlantis
I swear she from Atlantis man goddammit, man goddammit!
Finally famous
You little fuckin bitch