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"Higher" is a track by Big Sean, from the album Detroit, released 4th September 2012. The track is 3:49 long. It's filed under Hip-Hop/Rap. Full lyrics are available below. Dork has published 1 article about Big Sean.
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My, my, my, as the world turns Today if I don't earn, best believe I'm gon' learn If I can't do either or, shit it's none of my concern Watch my enemies burn as I fulfil every yearn, ah Reminiscing on the rappers I would look up to The ones who want my feature price and the hookup too The girls I fantasized about tryna hookup too Niggas seven feet, telling me I'm who they look up to Huh, and bitches still telling me to grow up Don't invite 'em to my shows but always still manage to show up Man, I made myself a boss and then I gave me a promotion And I step inside the booth and change the world like I be voting So when you step inside my office, treat that beast like it's the Oval El presidente, lord, sensei Do ya job, it could be pay your rent day, getting riskay Crazy nigga, they ain't seen it like this since 'Ye, yea Well this the life that I live Collecting everything overdue, for all the work that I overdid D-Town but Chi-Town they love me like I'm Oprah kid Tryna make it to the top so I can let my dogs know it exist 'Cause when you come from the bottom man it's so hard to just get a glimpse So hard to get a glimpse, so while I'm here I might take a pic And show 'em that it's more to the world than tryna make a living Like changing it then looking back and saying that we did it Okay, como me llamo She say Ingles, no hablo, man unless it's eat me out though Benihani, my McDonald, all black leather jackets While I ride in my Diablo, swear I feel like I'm Keanu Wishing Lamborghinis made a five do' 'Cause I got too many real mu'fuckas I ride for, die for, uh Straight out the metropolitan My city need a hero so I treat it like Metropolis And it's a few bad Lois Lanes I can't name Even though I'm me, Lord knows that I can't say But I'm still the same me, same clique, the same hood, the same bitch I came up, my bank up, but I stack that like I ain't rich Back when we was on college tours with Wale, man we ain't make shit From Greensboro to SoCal, man all the way back to Cambridge And Michigan State, close to my Michigan estate Man we was trying to get away, man we was trying to get our day And damn (damn), tomorrow never seemed so close And life ain't what it seem no mo' (no mo') 'Til I was standing next to Puff and Hov, off the French coast A million dollars never seemed so broke And every bitch I'm fucking praying they the one I settle with And niggas suing me and they just banking on the settlement Never settling, life is too fast just to settle in So many rocks up in my bezel, police thought embezzlement like damn! Shit, can't a young nigga live man We done worked too hard Yup, good, Finally Famous nigga We ain't never going broke nigga!
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