So Much More
Lyrics Big Sean

For the city, man

[Verse 1]
Feeling like I got the cheat code to life
Jewelry looking like it got free-throwed in ice
Debating with the Reaper not to repo my life
Cause in my 23 years I've lived a couple lives
Like why? Cause I stunt? Bag the tree like it's fall?
The girls that was out of my league trying to play with my balls
I pay bills, I work hard, and when my momma cried a river
They never gave us a bridge, they gave us a bridge card
N*gga riding low, puffing on loud
I came way too far to f*ck it up now
Text from my mom said me and your grandma proud
I'm way too deep in the game to go sit back in the crowd
Teacher told me to get a job, save up for 401(K)
Man, I'd rather be young as sh*t counting 401k
I'd rather die with a smile instead
I'm just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

[Verse 2]
But I'm never dividing the bread
B*tch, I bet I get the debit if I don't get the cred I deserve
Throwing West side up like Pac up
Where they pop your block up, big poppa Flocka
If you only know one ho who roll with Chewbacca
I'm Balenciaga, Chanel, Hermes but I bet you that you won't find it
Rockin' Louis and MCM, I guess I'm clothes-minded
I'm in the Obama suite, you one below in the Joe Biden
I'm in your city just chilling where all your hoes hiding?
20k for the fit because it's 24 carats
I can't lie, the price'll probably go up when I wear it
I'm just D-town repping
Making all these n*ggas who second-guessed regret it
Regret it like half the hoes I smashed in the sheets
I realize now how much I love Ashley Marie
And when it's all said and done, I'll probably get on my knee
Cause she put up with too many games not to have a ring
Man, she almost cried when she see me on TV on BET
Just making it seem easy! Standing next to Common Sense and Yeezy

[Verse 3]
Man, I wake up to a wet dream
Every day's a Friday and every night's a sex scene
Every week is Fashion Week and every day I'm pressed clean
Detroit's angel, I even got red wings
Headed to the ball, me and three prom queens
It's prom night, and guess who's the prom king?
They having a kissing fight and I'm Don King
Everybody know I'm coming soon like LeBron's ring
Tell me that was the verse of the year
Man, that sh*t deserves a hearse and a tear
Swear to God I'm overlaid, all my girls get overf*cked
All my deals be overpaid and all my joints be overstuffed
Finally Famous b*tch, there ain't a f*cking thing that's over us
So take that check out and owe it up! Man, I turn impossible possible
And what these n*ggas could barely see into optical
The same teacher who told me rap is what not to do
Said I'm throwing my life away, if I drop out of school
Want me to come speak to the kids, the point I gotta prove
Is I did everything they told me not to do
After I went down the road they told me not to cruise
They ain't know that was my road to success
Now my picture on the wall hanging to help the kids follow through
My dream girl is every night, my dream car is optional
My old school look like a T-Rex: I should feed her fossil fuels
Man, I turn my enemies to molecules, lil hoes
Without any preparation, I exceed these expectations
Man they wanna see me dead, but I gave 'em dedication
And I'm yelling f*ck 'em all with a hundred exclamations
Cause I'ma be the man til my f*cking expiration

BIG, I do it, this goes out to my muthaf*cking city of Detroit
Westside to be exact, right over there on Northlawn


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