and your hopes get broken fast You complain for the life you supposed to have But when you try to make plans God is known to laugh Throw a song on the
[Big Sean - Verse 1] Hey, I told my city I'll be back but for now I'm leaving Tell em I'm leaving Promise I'll be back though, at least once a season
begin I heard you call your self a baller when the cameras on If it ain't trickin' cuz you got it What you trippin' on? See, I'm a spoiled chick You frontin
me up in San Francisco Everybody go Oh Oh It's 10pm getting ready for the night Wanna be a hippie when the city's getting high Cruising down Broadway you
's Big pools, money and jewels, that's all I never do is The illest never one at a time, just by the two's And ooh, you should see what my song make them
-do Come through, Beanie Man, you don't really want to How come you, think you can, I'm from the city Where the muddy Mississippi might sink you, man
i just turn him in? (ma'am if you dont help us you'll never see your son again.. trust me) He would always tell me I know you're afraid, But you can
City High, Booga Bassment Here come another one, uh I know things ain't work out for you and me, lady But don't worry 'bout my child 'Cause I'm gonna
and nothin' else You come out here, you better watch yourself 'Cause you can wear what you want, even blue or red But cross the wrong brothers and end up dead You
mean the money, the fame, and the and the big thick fine hoes I'm pulling up right beside you Bumping this funky ass shit to ride to. -pooh man- Now here's some shit for you
the pen Gonna rock this beat for you once again If you can't get out and you're mad as hell Say bitch, now make it sound for real I'ma tear shit up,
got five on that thing, man We got, uh, Dru Down We got the Luniz (Shock G) Yeah, Richie Rich, E-40, Spice 1 You say you got five on my tenda You can
Here we go Can I get a goddamn timpany roll to start this goddamn song? Tonight, it is a goddamn song For all you goddamn people Well, the animals laugh