Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song So Much More, artist - Big Sean. Date of issue: 31.12.2010
Song language: English
So Much More |
| Feeling like I got the cheat code to life |
| Jewelry looking like it got free throwed in ice |
| Debatin' with the reaper not to repo my life |
| Cause in my 23 years I done lived a couple lives |
| Like why? |
| cause I stunt, bags of trees, like it’s fall |
| The girls that was outta my league tryna 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, nigga |
| Ridin' low, puffin on loud |
| I came way too far to fuck 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 get a job, save up for a 401 (k) |
| Man I’d rather be young and shit, countin' $ 401k. |
| I’d rather die with a smile instead |
| I’m just multiplying the money and dividing the legs |
| (Been this way before) |
| (Dream of having so much more) |
| But I’m never dividing the bread |
| Bitch I bet I get the debit if I don’t get the cred (I deserve) |
| Throwin' westside up like Pac, when they pop ya block up, |
| B-blocka, Big Poppa flock off, you holy, lil wodi, holy cannoli, chewbacca |
| I’m Balenciaga, Chanel, Hermes but I betchu that you won’t find it |
| Rocking Louie and MCM |
| Guess I’m closed (clothes) minded |
| Obama suite, you one below, up in the Joe Biden |
| I’m in your city just chillin', where are your hoes hiding? |
| 24k for the fit because it’s 24 carats |
| And I can’t lie, the price’ll probably go up when I wear it |
| I’m just D-Town reppin' |
| And makin' all these niggas who second guessed it regret it |
| Regret it like half the hoes I smashed in the sheets |
| At least I realize now how much I loved Ashlee Marie |
| And when it’s all said and done I’d probably give her my knee |
| Cause she put up with too many games not to have her a ring |
| Man she almost cried when she seen me on TV on BET |
| Just making it seem easy |
| Standing next to Common Sense and Yeezy |
| And the whole world seen me |
| Bitch I know you seen me |
| (Been this way before) |
| (Dream of finding so much more) |
| «Man, I wake up to a wet dream |
| Everyday’s a Friday and every nights a sex scene |
| Every week is fashion week and every day I’m pressed clean |
| Detroit’s Angel, I even got red wings |
| I’m headed to the ball, me and three prom queens |
| My life’s prom night and guess who 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 wasn’t verse of the year |
| Man that shit deserves a hearse and a tear |
| Swear to God I’m overlaid, all my girls get overfucked |
| All my deals be overpaid and all my joints get over stuffed |
| Finally Famous bitch, there ain’t a fucking thing that’s over us |
| So take that check out and owe it up |
| Man I turned impossible possible |
| And what these niggas can barely see in the optical |
| The same teacher who told me rap is what not to do |
| And said I’m throwin my life away if I drop outta school |
| Want me to come speak to the kids, the point I gotta prove |
| Is that I did everything that 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 |
| Little hoes |
| Without any preparation, I exceed these expectations |
| Man, they wanna see me dead, but I gave them dedication |
| I’m yellin' fuck em all, with a hundred exclamations |
| Cause I’m a be the man til my fucking expiration |
| B-I-G, I do it |
| This goes out to my muthafucking city |
| Detroit, Westside to be exact |
| Right over there on Northlawn… |