Dreams

[Verse 1: Big Sean]

That into it, spitta so intricate

If they ain't feeling him they get the boot like Timberland

They still hating, I reboot 'em like computers

And let them know that your boy on the ball no hooping

But from downtown like a three-point shooter

To uptown they feel a nigga deeper than masseuses

The truth is I does this, spitting like I was toothless

Coming to you clearer than blueprints, I move in

They sleeping on me man and I ain't sheets

Bloodsuckers so I'm calling 'em leech

I gotta eat and I'm hungry like I skipped breakfast, where's the ketchup?

I'm tryna cop the Benz or Lexus for winter time

So I ain't gotta go head up to Enterprise

Just to get my ass up in a ride

But nigga's can’t see me like they born with tinted eyes?

To me you little so to see you I got squinted eyes

And I'm just tryna show all of y’all I'm a soulful dude

Compared to me you got about as much sole as shoes

And soul is food, to prove this ask your chick

She all on my dick cause I push it like a pool stick

Who is this you’re asking?

He’s cold as Alaskans, I'm on point like assassins

Y’all as common as Jasmines and Ashleys

And if you ask me you’re never gonna pass me, sheesh, I’m good

[Hook: Big Sean]

Yeah, you really wanna talk about good I'm good

You r-really wanna talk about good I'm good

Just a nigga out the hood

With dreams of being, dreams of being, dreams of being rich

[Verse 2: Big Sean]

At a instant, fresh out the trenches

Putting competitive nigga's back on they benches

I make that money my apprentice

Cause it lift me up like benching

Your baby girl wanna trap me like a prison but I can see through her like prisms

After I'm hitting I'm dipping, banana split 'n gone

And I'mma throw it to you harder than a quarterback

Working with a dime I'm just tryna get a quarter back

Whipping up that crack music, you should order that

Every 16 is a quarter that you need to hit

Well that's cool, I'm the number one pusher

If a nigga want heat I'm the number one cooker

If a nigga want beef I'm the number one butcher

I-I-I wrap around that green like a Swisher

My intention of ends getting is hella high

And y'all ain't getting your groove back like Stella di'

[Hook x2]