BIG SEAN - Me, Myself & I (Freestyle) lyrics

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(Intro)

Uh huh, Rob Got Beats on the beat

We Ready? Yeah

Man this like one of my favorite Beyoncé songs, man

Whaddup tho, bay? Yeah, Sean Don

(Verse)

Man, this 1 fo' the ones who hold me down so we foreva on the rise

Long as I got charts, it's neva me, myself & I

Straight up, champagne

Man this 1 fo' the ones who cop the album & they ain't need a receipt

All the internet plumbers, ya know lookin' fo' the leaks

Been tryna find middle ground, like yellow lines in the street

This show is just gettin' started, don't worry man take a seat

I got mom & bro around like whats betta than the family

Did a show at House of Blues that shit was betta than the Grammy's

On the phone wit my dad tryna handle whats out of hand

Reminiscin' we used to play five on five, no hand to hands (balling)

Funny man what all those times meant to us

Girls ask me why they call me big, that shit ambiguous

Rappers who was killing shit, lately I can't feel that shit

Y'all used to didn't feel my shit and now y'all like 'ya hear this shit?'

Detroit niggas, say whats up doe, where I be

Fresh as my nigga IB, what up to Don C

The most improved player, watch me turn that I to a V

On my third LP but by the time its IV

That's the fourth, don't be surprised if I'm in first wit (Holly's?)

We came a long way from havin' hands together like God Please

Do I really gotta emphasize, my mind spaced out

Yeah I call that bitch the enterprise

I hop up on the song wit (MJ, I can't?), watch me hold my own

(Bitch, I'm Sean?)

Verses standin' out like it close at 10 o'clock & it's 10 05

Oh boy, I spit that spiritual

Yeah I'm the underdog but Underdog was a superhero too

& my city goin' through hell, they need a miracle too

You're more about showin' off, I'm more about show & prove

Y'all bragging about so & so, like "Oh, he really it?

The new nigga in rap? Well, can he really spit?"

Or do he just hide behind his skits like half of these rappers do

& then y'all fucking go & praise him & his bitch like they savior of this shit

I'm like 'Awe, man, here we go'

I'm not the same man I was a year ago

I learned that life could be a merry go

Moving at a stand still is the scenario

I also learned some girls can fit the stereotype if they got a stereo

Crazy what a cold bitch'll do fo' palm trees

Type that can't hold my hand even if they palm read

Got a good girl at home, yeah, that's all me

I gave my number out on the outro I'm like "call me", real nigga

Since they cut my umbilical, I pass weed in my physical

Yeah my woman is vegan, she got my ass trying different food

I got her listenin to music that she wouldn't listen to

Got her vibin to Nas, she like "Man, This what I been missin, boo?"

I'ma do what I didn't do, all the ridicule is just fuel

I'ma take this little profit, I gotta flip it, no reciprocal

Nigga, fuck open arms, nigga open the safe

Respect in this bitch like a gun on my waist

Rapping like I got a gun in my face

I treat my life like I be running a race

Super Duper flow, up up & away

Ya at the top, well I'm on the way

I'ma come fo' yo spot then I cum in yo face

I been tryna make I gotta have it to a habit

Addicted to the mathematics, I'ma add-it addict

Beware of the niggas who abandon when yo shit was abandoned

But there fo' the mansion

Then hit after hit after hit

Somebody tell me what's the fucking battin' average

Dark Sky Paradise, ya niggas can have it

Clique raining so hard, ya can white water raft it

(Outro)

Man, we just fuckin' around, man

Just off the top, on the spot, just fucking around

We was in three different cities today, man

Shout out to my old team

Man, we been goin' hard as fuck

My nigga Xeno, Mike Carcen, DJ Mo Beats, waddup doe

Amir, Key Wayne, Earl Mac, Dark Sky Paradise shit man

Boogie waddup doe

Hey the album out tomorrow, man I can't believe this shit

I can't believe it

Hey, wassup doe Detroit

Man, wassup doe to my family, my friends, my fans

I do this fo' y'all

We put our hearts into this shit

My boys damn near gone

I don't know its like five in the mornin'

We ain't slept in fucking days

We do this from the heart man

& we did out our way

Boss up, it's time to get it, yeah

Counting blessings ova money

Straight up