Big Sean - Fire Lyrics
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Fire
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What Are The Lyrics For Fire By Big Sean?
Tell 'em that I need more
Fire Tell 'em that we need more Tell 'em that I need more I woke up this morning, rolled a joint, then got to it Dealt with real life shit, manned up and got through it I'm a real D Boy, take a look up in my face Never did real estate, and still put you in your place I don't trust dog hos, dog hos got fleas From where they rock ski-masks and don't nobody ski Every time I spit a verse, my city like "Preach!" Niggas thought I got evicted how my shit up in the streets B-I-G Sean, ain't nothing obese, but the feast Swear I'm skinny cause I'm always on my feet Gotta hustle every second, stacking paper every week Boy I'm in the field for real, I might run up in some cleats Was in Japan so long, I almost learn to speak, had to leave Back to the hood, where they don't understand unless you speaking trapanese If I fall down, bet I only trampoline, bounce back Back on my feet, that's just how I be I be out of town reppin' valid as an absentee Lord G's, jealous motherfuckers trying to absent me F*ck these niggas up, now it's absent teeth Trying to pass on me, when I'm first place in the playoffs bitch I'm even working half days on my day off bitch Say it's gon' kill me f*ck it, I work graveyard shifts 'Long as that weed and money chilling in the pile Bitch I need that fucking fire Fire Tell 'em that I need more Fire Tell 'em that we need more Right now, right now, right now I know it's been a long, long It's been a long, long time A long time, I know it's been a long, long time I woke up this morning, rolled a joint, then got to it Can do anything in the world except not do it Bought my fam new land, six star crib Momma feeling like she Jewish, I'm the motherfucking truest Yeah I talk about my mom, but shout out to my dad Would drive me to school every single chance he had Tell me 'bout the crazy girls and all about his past And gave me the talks that made me to a man Not everybody got a dad but they got a Uncle Sam And he ain't came around till I made a 100 grand Coming from Detroit where everybody say "whaddup doe?" Horror movie shit, cause everybody there cut throat Watch who you hustle with you might not get a cut though Even though you deserved a commission plus mo The grandma sad when she saw my commercial "Stop having people at your shows that wasn't at rehearsal's" I'm tryna to get a office at the Empire State To bring it back to empire's plate, that's home Man, I'm reppin' for my entire state Prayin' that I won't be late, when it's all finished at the endin' After all bottles spill it, throttle gripping, models switching Chin chilling in my villa, fucking like I tryna populate a village I'm replenished, I didn't do it just for the money Man, for the feeling, I made it through the Fire Tell 'em that I need more Fire Tell 'em that we need more Right now, right now, right now I know it's been a long, long It's been a long, long time A long time, I know it's been a long, long time But it's never, never been too late It's never, never been too late It's never, never been too late It's never ever been too late Right now, right now I know it's been a long time I know it's been a long, long time Just know it's never, never been to late It's never, never been too late It's never ever been too late It's never ever been to late To do what you wanna do F*ck everything else |
Who Wrote Fire By Big Sean?
Sean Michael Anderson, Darhyl Camper, Alexander Izquierdo, Robert M. Kinelski
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What's The Duration Of The Fire By Big Sean?The duration of Fire is 4:22 minutes and seconds. |
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