Big Sean So Much More Lyrics

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…