Since you been gone, I been having withdrawals
You were such a habit to call
I ain’t myself at all, had to tell myself, “Naw
She better with some fella with a regular job”
I didn’t wanna get her involved
By dinner Mr. Benjamin was sitting in awe
Hopped into my car; drove far
Far’s too close and I remember my memory’s no sharp
Butter knife, what a life, anyway
I’m building y’all a clock, stop, what am I, Hemingway?
When I’m lifted, I’m high, with new clothes on, I’m fly
Cars is whips and sneakers is kicks
Money is chips, movies is flicks
Also, cribs is homes, jacks is pay phones
Cocaine is nose candy, cigarettes is bones
A radio is a box, a razor blade is a ox
Fat diamonds is rocks and jakes is cops
And if you got robbed, you got stuck
Emotional luggage, nothing of it, I don’t check bags
I just carry-on, leave that bullsh.. in the past
That’s how it is for me cause I live a boss’ life
Engine, engine, number nine
On the New York transit line
If my train goes off the track
Pick it up! Pick it up! Pick it up!
Let’s stay together ’til we’re ghosts
I want to witness love, I never seen it close
Yeah, but I guess I gotta find it first
That’s why I’m really going off, fireworks
Sittin high, still ridin dem big whips
Still fly, still grindin, getting big checks
Turn your face towards the sun
Let the shadows fall behind you
Don’t look back, just carry on
And the shadows will never find you
The American Dream, may you never wake up
In the end they’ll judge me anyway, so whatever
We are still kids, but we’re so in love
Fightin’ against all odds
I know we’ll be alright this time
Darling, just hold my hand
Be your girl, you’ll be my man
And I see my future in your eyes
Lighting stog after stog, choke on the smoke
They tell me to quit, don’t listen what I’m told
Help me forget that this world is so cold
I don’t even know what I’m chasin’ no more
I don’t give a damn ’bout my reputation
You’re living in the past, it’s a new generation
A girl can do what she wants to do and that’s what I’m gonna do
American hypocrisy, oh, let me count the ways
They came here seekin’ freedom
Then they end up ownin’ slaves
Justified it usin’ Christianity which saves
Religion don’t mean shit, there’s too much ego in the way
Why would I hop in some beef (why?)
When I could just hop in a Porsche?
You heard she gon’ do what from who?
That’s not a reliable source, no
So tell me, have you seen her?
Let me wrap my weave up
I’m the trap Selena
Dame más gasolina (skrrt)
Put your bifocal on, watch me a-cometh
into your chamber like Freddy enter dream
Discombumberate your technique and your scheme
Four course applause, like a black dat to dat
You’re stuck on stupid like I’m stuck on the map
Ninety-six ways I made out, Montana way
The Good-F-E-L-L-A, verbal AK spray
Dipped attache, jump out the Range, empty out the ashtray
A glass of ‘ze, make a man Cassius Clay
I’m fearless, now hear this, I’m earless
And I’m peerless, that means I’m eyeless
Which means I’m tearless, which means my iris
Resides where my ears is, which means I’m blinded
Though nothing, will keep us together
We could steal time, just for one day
We can be heroes, forever and ever
I start thinking, how many souls hip-hop has affected
How many dead folks this art resurrected
How many nations this culture connected
Who am I to judge one’s perspective?
Writing ability.
Long lights.
Precision.
Value.
And a reputation.
Just look for the name
Just put your pinky rings up to the moon
Girls, what y’all trying to do?
24 karat magic in the air
Head to toe so player
I give them the truth, so they approach the situation, with ammunition
keep nothing away, they hear everything, cause they know how to listen
Teach them the game, so they know they position, so they can grow
And make decisions, that change the world, and break old tradition
Livin’ the life we imagined
I cut off all my distractions, and started attackin’
Whole team gotta have it, loyalty is all I’m askin’
Big Sean
For what’s money without happiness?
Or hard times without the people you love
Though I’m not sure what’s ’bout to happen next
I asked for strength from the Lord up above
Cause I’ve been strong so far
But I can feel my grip loosening
Quick, do something before you lose it for good
Get it back and use it for good
When we die, the money we can’t keep
But we probably spend it all cause the pain ain’t cheap
I want someone who like the champagne I like, my a-alike
Someone to talk me off the bridge any day or night
She teach me how to live, she ain’t afraid of life
Not easily impressed with the rich and famous life
‘Cause she done been there and heard all the rumors before
She loves art, she ride out with me on my music tour
She like the herb’s natural medicine, she cookin’ good
She tell me everything is cool when it ain’t lookin’ good
So go on and let the rain pour
I’ll be all you need and more
I ain’t a killer but dont push me
Dear Slim, I wrote you, but you still ain’t callin’
I left my cell, my pager and my home phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn
You must not’ve got ’em
There probably was a problem at the post office or somethin’
Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot ’em
Can’t you see the private jets flying over you?
Tell me who you loyal to
Is it money? Is it fame? Is it drink?
Is it coming’ down with the loud pipes and the rain?
Big chillin’, only for the power in your name
Tell me who you loyal to
Is it love for the streets when the lights get dark?
Is it unconditional when the ‘Rari don’t start?
Tell me when your loyalty is coming’ from the heart
Get to know somebody and you really learn a lot about ‘em
Won’t be long before you start to doubt ‘em
Tell yourself you better off without ‘em
Then in time you will find can’t walk without ‘em
These quiet thoughts of you been going on for years now
I saw you in the party, soft lips, soft spoken
I came and talked to you but homie interfered now
He introduced you as his girl and I was heartbroken
Some people talk about that love at first sight shit
To keep it real I don’t know whether I believe it’s true
But if it is then tell me if I’m wrong or right
If I fell in love with you before I ever even knew
I love who you are, love who you ain’t —
Let’s hit the attic to hide out for ’bout two weeks