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Big Sean - 4th Quarter lyrics

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4th Quarter by Big Sean

I look up, straight up
I gave em time, time, time
Now it's back to me nigga
I took my clique turned it to faculty nigga
Took my operation to factory nigga
When I'm in the zone they won't tackle me nigga
I touched down in the city, a f**king walking target
Still man all my b**ches miss me, yeah they miss me but not misses
If ya ask me what my interest, all my interest involve interest
It ain't nothin' to cut that b**ch off but ya can't cut my percentage (no no)
With the bases loaded all we need's a hit, boy I'ma still swing for the fences (Gone)
I guess ya tend to overdo it when ya come up underprivileged, look
I came to my senses, I can never count on people
I can't even trust the senses in this world full of venom
All I need's my spider senses, my short temper to cool out
Yeah sometimes I need woosah, time to get paid by the goo-ghaas
My office on top of that rooftop, for my mama Myra Anderson
Tell me who gon' be set for life, Myra and her son, fo' sure
One time for the fam, they don't eat, I don't eat
I can't rest on my feet 'til they all on they feet
They say rest yo eyes, I'm just like why?
b**ch I ain't never seen Ben Franklin sleep
But I do need that paper like sheet afta sheet
I got so much drive ho, look both ways in da streets
When I heard bout all these singers and all they naked pictures
I'm like did my email just leak?!
Hold up
Let me check, oh nah nah nah
They fake, we good, we good
(Verse 2)
The stock going up, making all the right moves
Boy ya would have thought I got tipped off (tipped off)
Ya would have thought these niggas fell off a skateboard
The way they take these hoes and trick off (trick off)
I got a rich girl, I swear to God dawg, man she's like a walking ATM
Except she ain't come in with drawls
I know you've been havin G.O.O.D. Music withdrawls
I can not deal with the f**kery that fake sh*t ya be in
All that bullsh*t that ya rapping honestly just make me cringe
Money doesn't grow on trees, okay someone explain to me
Then how the hell does my whole team just keep on raking it all in, hah?
We stressed on, we pressed on
Met with Hov and Bey they told us we next on
We dream that, been slept on, we kept on, we left home
Mama earlobes is VS stone
Her earrings so big she can't even f**king hear nothin' nigga
Don't give a f**k, no I can't spare one nigga
No I do not have five wheels, I can't spare one nigga
Talkin' like I'm on the last cigarette cuz I had to take it back to square one nigga
Sometimes to win the war man ya got to lose a battle
But if I lose a girl just know my next one gonna be badder
When I pulled up to the church, ooo, they thought it was the pastor
Heaven sent, raising hell, same time, what that's the rapture?
Didn't go to class for a second I swear I woulda failed errything
My passport was the only thing I'm passing, flying overseas turning dreams into habits
Turning coach to first classes, mom I'm neva moving back
And I put six years in the flow, okay, no wonder it got mastered
The flow need a dam, why it's doin' too much damage
God damn it's good to get it, even betta with ya niggas
Call up my dog who been in and out depression
Said boy how ya livin', don't lie to me bout yo feelins
On the outside ya look fine but on the inside could be killing
Ya act like a comedian but now you're Robin Williams
And now we crying rivers that nobody wants to swim in
When one phone call coulda been the one to prevent it
So I'm there for my dogs till we foreva on
Till we hit the dealership and cop the Megazord
Nigga that's the red range, white range, black range, green range, pink range
Yellow range, blue range, erry neck comes with a few chains (Ohh sh*t)
I learned that erry bad b**ch comes with mood swings
Just like Mortal Kombat, Liu Kang man, so true man
G-5 down to Mexico, GOOD Music familiar man
We back at it to let yau know, I figure it's best ya know
In the middle of recording we got caught up in the news
About what happened in St. Louis
We midwest kids that sh*t coulda happened to us
I looked up the flight tonight
Then I realized man I got a grandma now that's half alive
And honestly what happened in St. Louis probably happened in Detroit like twenty times
I hope we finally see the signs
Putting gas off in my Benzo, I ran into a young'n
The same age as me except he in the trash huntin
Asked me for some change I gave him like one somethin
Man to keep that sh*t 100, I wish I would have gave a 100
Cuz if ya ask me how I'm doing, sh*t ya could do the math
I just bought a five bedroom, four bath
Three story, two car garage, I'm one man
I just did it for my mom, finna do it for my dad
And I ain't even sell my soul, imagine what I coulda got for that
I made something out of nothin, it's like I pulled it out a hat
Man when I'm done they gonna statue me, I turned my clique faculty
Operations to factory, in my zone they won't tackle me
Touched down in the city, the f**king walking target
Still all my b**ches miss me, yeah they miss me but not misses
If ya ask me what's my interest, all my interest involve interest
Nigga, straight up!

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