Big Sean — Forever Reppin

Lets do it And Im good You keep countin' that money, I'mma kill these niggas [Big Sean] Okay, Im young and rich, and this the shit man What what, you you? you, you is a shit stain Me im connected like I switched planes Addicted to weed, bitches and big chains Car so big Id crash if I switch lanes Sayin' you the man nigga, quit playing How you winning If I ain't switch teams Bitch I had the same dream since I was sixteen Rippin' life out of the plastic Turnin' everything to platnuim Got six rings do I look like Phil Jackson? Meat Earl Mac and bunch of Tony Braxtons Fill your cup to the f-f-fullest Tell them if they actin' up and p-p-pull it High off money, weed and, p-p-pussy I didn't studder, so girl just d-d-do it right now [Hook] I used to seem to wonder what it feel like Now I do what the fuck I feel like Forever Reppin' When Im gone I promise I'mma bring it back to home And have my mother fucking weed rolled up and my champagne popping I can't forget the girls, all around the world Reppin' for my city, puttin' on with my crew And I'mma keep this money just to blow it with them too [Jwan] And when I see you and the last time I never lead a state where bags climb? And this my city when Im in it nigga stand down All of my niggas, a lot of money and bad broads I stunt hard like I got a fucking sad car Money will turn you evil, and that weed will have you nervous But them bitches get you cute, and the pussy more potent But I dont give a fuck, im stating callin hoes over Mr. weedman meet me at my shows if you holdin' A lot of niggas want it, and a lot of niggas chase it But a lot of niggas die before they make So while im getting money im gonna blow it like my papers Where the fuck my bottles, where my mother fucking waitress, sorry darling are we clear? Im standin' as a man till' im ruined The worst thing you could do to me is shit I should be doing And if a niggas fronting I take two and put it through him Im no killer but I kill for what the fuck I am pursing. for real [Hook] Forever Reppin' When Im gone I promise I'mma bring it back to home And have my mother fucking weed broke down and my champagne popping I can't forget the girls, all around the world Reppin' for my city, putting on with my crew And I'mma keep this money just to blow it with them too. Hey