Nick Kage - Final Hour lyrics

[Verse 1: Big Sean] Catch me running to the money until my feet lose feeling Stack it wall-to-wall 'till it's leaking through the ceiling Man, all f**ing hundreds so whats that like a zillion? Working graveyard shifts cause were finna make a k**in' Went from intern to the owner of the building Bustin nuts counting money like: "Oh what a feeling!" To be seeing what I'm seeing After I've seen what I've seen It's like acting out a scene from a dream of my dream I got a dream that's worth more then my reality And pride that's worth more than a salary And a text from the girl I love I stopped calling Quote: "I hope it's worth all it" Sometimes I feel I'm working just to work harder And then work harder then who worked the hardest Man the life of a work-a-holic You either on your work or just working on it [Instrumental Break] [Verse 2: Big Sean] Man f** it k**'em all we gonna need a ton of flowers And if you need impossible give me 'bout an hour It's time to turn a Polaroid into a portrait Rocking street clothes getting money like I'm corporate Youngin' getting it isn't life gorgeous? Bet the crib on 'em and you'll end up with a fortress And Ima need that new condo, town home, brown stone Should I f** with the Dow Jones? Or maybe I'll put money on the block instead There's no need to save I could get change off the street next to the meter maid Cause I need a main house with a piece of shade Butler doing such a good job that they need a raise Bad chick with an Angel a** and an Aalyiah face Tryna show a little TNA Hell yeah I'm tryna see the day Man, life is so bright when you don't see the grey The new school appointed me to lead the way A real n***a to the DNA Me, Mike, Grace, and Dilla Sticking to the script And what's-her-name still licking on my tip Go ahead and tell these b**hes who they're f**ing with Man to get where I'm at I'll make her s** a hundred dicks Man to get where I'm at I'll make her s** a hundred dicks Her mouth lookin like Dannon Because of me and Cannon And to get where we at she had to s** a hundred dicks [Outro: Big Sean & Don Cannon] Man I got on Versace shades, Versace belt, Versace shoes I might've f**ed around and been the freshest n***a in the world today You dont understand man I came from nothing This what I dreamed about, this what we dreamed about..boyyy B.I.G. Sean Don n***a, G.O.O.D. Music Finally Famous in this b**h.. Errything...Detroit what up though? Ayo Big, Motherf**ers always askin' me like: When you gonna lend somebody else eat When you gonna pa** the baton on to somebody? My response is: f** I look like Carl Lewis? I feel like Usain Bolt, I got it running these streets Who else do it better than me? So you can cut all the chit chat out right now and just know one thing: We're finally famous motherf**er