Big Sean - Big Sean Freestyle | LA Leakers Freestyle #122 lyrics

[Verse 1] Look, I was with Kobe last January 1st Trapped inside a year that just can't get no worse Present traumatic stress got me damaged and hurt I've been in the gym tryna lift off a curse That's been on me since my family tree was planted on earth Swear my seeds gonna have a new advantage at birth I stopped hoping for the best now I'm demanding it work I handle my dirt if good karma don't land on it first Relentless how I give it all but never give in Just like NBA players in my girl's DMs Steady shooting shots that'll never go in fu*k it I'm focused on making money we nеver gon' spend My whole lifе is like my blessings queued, right on schedule I still hate seafood but love the oyster perpetual Ayy never cheat yourself, that might be God testing you Rocky roads I pedal through, when ni**as switch I never do Even when lights behind me was red and blue Million times my revenue soul is unsellable still My mind get conflicted as a Palestine border My grass greener I spray it down without alkaline water Big fu*king checkbook and yeah I'm the author Not just from learning but applying what life taught you That's why I'm done confusing peoples opinions with facts And getting sidetracked by people who life not on track Done did a song with every artist I respected in rap b*tch and they ain't charge me sh*t cuz they respected me back So give me that first, hit like black church, Tyson bag work I just heard Nipsey last verse recorded by Hit Ain't nothing in the world more important than this Half a ticket on me like I already boarded some sh*t But they been exploiting us ever since we got off the ship Trust issues with the world man that I gotta clear within But how I'm supposed to after the Tuskegee experiment Where they took four hundred blacks, snuffed 'em syphilis Knowing that they might die never see or hear again Land of the free where nothing's free And you ain't really free until you free within But they don't teach you that they rather keep that for them Let me chill before the Secret Service pull back up here to speak with him Man I'm in too deep with them again It already happened once But tryin' to school y'all on some sh*t that they don't teach in them You know we're saying too much But I can't get up here and say too little either [Verse 2] VIG, all my deals match me White collar business without the scam bleach I got ten LLC's, pay tax dues and fees Every dollar an employee, my money working for me My auntie passed while I was performing overseas That's the price I pay on top of paying for everything But when you the backbone of your family They only stand as tall as you standing Even when your feelings and your actions ain't matching And you carry everyone's baggage You just haven't found the right time to unpack it And the schedule steady packed in And you front line for the back And all the walls you built up are the ones you get trapped in And somehow you fall right back into your worst habits Man too much pain soaked up I have to spill No wonder Im doing songs with Nas, I got Mass Appeal A problem solver cuz money and problems a package deal I break the bank over and over, give it no time to heal Just like they did my heart I got my family out the dark and out of debt From laying my life on the line and taking risk Probably why I relate so fu*king hard to that Squid Game sh*t Except I would have got on a plane at the end 'Cause I know that family comes first, especially over revenge You only get this type of reach when you overextend A lot of y'all overpretend I ain't going out for advice, I'm going within Everybody want the credits but I take the cash 'Cause we all know that credits is the sh*t that roll at the end And we ain't nowhere near it No matter how far away from home I go I know they always cheering And when I quiet the noise around me I can always hear it What has the game done to you, Sean? A lot of songs I wrote for icons That I still ain't even get publishing on And some of them up more than me I don't know how they sleep at night knowing they wrong No happy endings where I'm from and that sh*t rub me wrong Sean you been in love too long it sound like all your hunger gone I'm fu*king starving I saw a sunset on the way here so colorful and vivid It reminded me that God my favorite artist And the fact I woke up today and saw it Reminded me that I'm winning regardless For real Regardless [Verse 3] My life get chaotic as Dennis Rodman's Stars intertwine my soul back to alignment If we don't have the same vision, no point in exchanging contacts Only ex I love running into is at the end of my contracts, yeah Bottom line, I'm seeing through your mask and its fake Like we're at the Comic Con, I point 'em out from time to time Yea Speaking of time, me and my aunt been gettin' closer Either I took her for granted or didn't know her Or is it I'm getting older? Or is it Luke is finally turning into Yoda? New beginnings, no such thing as overs We should have just stayed friends That never opened up and needed closure God, give me directions like Noah fu*k all that hopeless romantic sh*t But it was cool to see Ye get back with Hova Lil b*tch, this the new chain of command Might bring the pow chains back like me and Ye in Japan Cudi back at it, I'm saying Everything I know now could've been added to then Nothing better than having it all Except having it all losing it all then getting it back again No writing on the wall but still I know how to read a room I don't need a casket when I die I need a tomb My focus back active now I'm getting consumed Yeah I'm awake with the moon Mother Nature, so when I die and I'm buried What that mean, I'm goin' back in the womb? Planned parenthood couldn't planned it Donda had signed my advance checks Stuck in the rooms I ain't panic You only as good as your plan is I can't debate the semantics You gotta live with my antics My life is ruled by the planets God message still is in transit So I'm expanding my bandwidth Gone [Verse 4] Look Dirty or corporate I get a check in assortments You better clean up your energy 'fore you come around 'Cause I pick up on sh*t and absorb it I did not come to your house to come look around I came in that motherfu*ker to torch it I used to show love and peace To people who ain't give a piece of love Now I'm right back on that warship, making somebody important But you not important to them is like motherfu*kin' torture Some ni**as b*tch made, it's in their chromosomes DNA, blood in their veins that's coursing If you a real one, gotta stand tall 'Cause right now it's a shortage ni**as be wanting their flowers I'd rather go get my hands dirty and go pick my own, sh*t Lil b*tch, only ni**a with the chain gang 'Cause I know if the Ms was Os, they'll still do the same thing Lot of y'all living in the past 'cause you can't do this sh*t again Me, I know yesterday's scores are not the one to win today's games Black card, black mask, black pride My whole life is monochromatic I don't be wearing no skirts and dresses But if its an issue, I drag it, hey G-lock on me and that motherfu*ker came with attachments Just like my last b*tch, nowadays ni**as is more into reading the caption Than into reading the passage Hold up, the fu*k is that? Hit it then I splat Ayy thats how I step on ni**as Your favorite rapper my motherfu*king doormat, look I go at their necks and hearts That sh*t you was building forever, I tear it apart Me, I'm a stepper for real, since from the beginning I mean I was born in March Shoutout to Nardo but fu*k it, a OG I'll probably slide to the Bee Gees I mean I got a old soul for real My past like probably go back to the BCs Been going platinum since my first was my last And I was there dancing with CB You got your first plaque from streams I got mine from selling a CD Hometown hero for real They might as well put me on Marvel or DC You gotta look up to reach me, look And it's one, two, three, four million at the label though Five, six, seven ways besides rap I'm getting paid We started broke, didn't break First in my gen, I had to generate Verses like I'm Johnny Cage I'm the boss, meet me on the final stage Lil b*tch, hey The fu*k is that? fu*k is that? hey ni**a that's IRS, hey The biggest gang is the government ni**a I was hype 'fore we got the new president Then I realized, really what has he ever did? ni**as still dying and crying in reverends Bullets still flying and churches still candlelit Type of life make you get fu*ked by the candidate It's lot of questions that still need some answering I had to cut off the ones that was cancerous Swear the flow came with batons how they ran with it