23 lyrics

[Intro]

Uh

[Chorus]

Man, verse by verse

I'ma make these weak niggas disperse (Weak nigga)

Man, I swear, verse by verse

I’ma make these weak rappers disperse (Weak nigga)

Man, I'ma get 'em, I’ma get 'em (Ayy)

Watch me get 'em, I'ma get 'em (Ayy)

I'ma get 'em, I'ma get ’em (Ayy)

Watch me get ’em, I'ma get ’em

[Verse]

I'm very instrumental, to any instrumental (Yeah)

You ain't on my level, my nigga, not even a little (Uh, uh)

You at the bottom, not even at Malcolm in the Middle (Yeah)

You homo ass nigga, go and eat some Skittles (Haha)

Now hop up on the rainbow, try to reach where I am though

I'm a little further up, damn I’m near the angels

So at your highest point, you still wouldn't reach my ankles

You are what you eat, well that ain't true, 'cause I'm anal (Ooh)

And the people show love like a bear hug

I'm here to last, they temporary, call them handcuffs

Fair enough, I stand behind my bars like a felon does (Ayy)

If you a boss, meet the executive (Yeah)

And when it come to paper, meet the editor (Uh)

A little better, bruh, you need to step, step it up

I'm on my business, that's my forte (Word)

You, you beat around the bush like foreplay (Huh)

And they anticipated me like the court date (Huh)

So for the bars, I'm in charge like the courts say

And if the courts say they know, I did it like OJ (What)

And I'm in the next city like a tour day

Ain't no "I" in team, but there's an "I" in win

Ain't no "I" in lose, but there's an "I" in him

Meaning me (Me), meaning moi (Moi)

Peep the repertoire, up the upper echelon

That's high, high in the sky

High to the point that I almost saw God (Wow)

Wow, I stand out from the rest of the crowd like yeah

But ain't got to play ball to hear your cheer in the crowd

Perform so well, I might as well take a bow

Shitting on these niggas, like a movement from my bowels

People want to know how it feels in the clouds

But I guess they'll never know, 'cause I'm never coming down

I started with a dream, added a little faith

And mixed it with adversity and let it marinate

I put it in the oven for a while, let it bake (Yeah)

Call it food for thought, put it on your plate (Eat)

I'm from the mighty Motown, home sweet home

Where I roam like a phone, in an unknown zone

My niggas roam like a phone in an unknown zone

And we could not atone, the money, clothes, and hoes

And my rep is sell like a boatload

Fam', you couldn't fill my shoes like bozos

And I'm so low

Because I heard what hoes really want, a ring like Frodo (No)

Coastal, made my nickname postal

Why they local like they old schools

Man, I should beat 'em like ProTools

Will Ferrell, nigga started out old school

[Chorus]

Man, verse by verse

I'ma make these weak niggas disperse (Weak nigga)

Man, I swear, verse by verse

I'ma make these weak rappers disperse (Weak nigga)

Man, I'ma get 'em, I'ma get 'em (Ayy)

Watch me get 'em, I'ma get 'em (Ayy)

I'ma get 'em, I'ma get 'em (Ayy)

Watch me get 'em, I'ma get 'em

[Outro]

Note to world, I made it

I promise I'ma change it

Thank god to my mama that I'm Finally Famous

Famous, famous, famous

• Artist:Big Sean
• Album:Finally Famous: The Mixtape (2007)