Wonder Why

[Produced by 9th Wonder]

[Verse 1: Wale]

No wonder why my hours long and I never tire

Because a nigga grind well exceeding 9 to 5

Who fear a 9 to 5 seein' me again?

I came through with diseased semen on my pen

That's AIDs to the ill

LA to the Chilly

East Coast, still them W's is raised up for real

Fellatio fetish, broads know me where I live

Brought dimes to Brazil, fuck the currency, ya dig?

Still they wonder how I seem so confident

One can seem pompous, me and you just need to talk a bit

I ain't your regular rapper who just be talking shit

Listen to it a lil' closer, hear the Gospel in it

How I maneuver through the studio is "Hallelujah"

You dudes peaked too early like Biakabutuka

I should rhyme in the sewer, Pepé Le Pew my music

You ain't the reason why they came, like the fries at Hooters

I'm beside the future, they can't get rid of it

I'm past present, every day's December 25th

Jolly ol' Saint Nicholas

Take your pick – admire my style, flyer than Kid Icarus

[Chorus: Mike Posner]

Just because you know me, you don't know me

I've been try'na do it big since '03

And I got a little big, keep it low key

Try'na keep up with my mind, and you wonder why

You're on my mind

Don't wonder why

They say you're on my mind

[Verse 2: Big Sean]

Better then whoever, nigga, as is

I'm always dressed up but I never slack shit (Never)

So good, man I feel like I could be the 8th wonder of the world

And the 9th is on the track, bitch

On track 'til I go hoarse

Hear my voice, and they pray that they never hear the chorus

'Cause thinking logical to me was illogical

So I took impossible and turned it into optical (Look)

Seen blood, sweat and tears like a locker room

But you should take a look at where it got us to

We grind, so when we shop out we cop out, like precincts

Even if it's not out, bring the whole stock out (Bring it)

We ain't on the court but everything is getting boxed out

Got it on lock, you just locked out

Skinny jeans, but a nigga still hood

I bet they thought they'd never see a Big gone good (Never)

But I swear to god my biz bad boy

And that's word to my nigga Bad Boy

Saw Puff, I was finna speak – nigga turn around and he recognized me

Damn, now that's what the fuck you call dedication

Get money, you still waiting on your reparations

Weight of the world, I lift without preparation

And it's time to make a real nigga separation

[Chorus: Mike Posner]

Just because you know me, you don't know me

I've been try'na do it big since '03

And I got a little big, keep it low key

Try'na keep up with my mind, and you wonder why

You're on my mind

Don't wonder why

They say you're on my mind

[Verse 3: Kenn Starr]

I used to be the most humble until

I figured out that it don't matter for real

Now I'm arrogant, ill as a bloodborne pathogen that could kill

The reason why they had to give me a deal

Because I'm gettin' it in

Look, this the joint that could get me the spins

You get the point? Listen, this what it is

Here's the lesson

I'm a force to be reckoned with

Why would you question it? Man, of course it's a definite

Enforce, I'm elegant and you're soft and you're delicate

You should have a flower logo

My power awesome like Austin Powers with his mojo

Crossed them powers or devoured in a heartbeat

Sharper than Sharpies, I'm sharper than shark teeth

Start beef thicker your spouse

Shit be harder to find than diggin' in your couch – lookin' for your car keys

Give her back with a sensitive mouth and some hard knees

From gettin' the jimmy, like a car thief

It's – Wale and Ken Starr, we outt'a your league

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

Let's get paper, and caked up

Like six layers of thick make-up

On the self-conscious chick over-compensating for A-Cups

[Chorus: Mike Posner]

Just because you know me, you don't know me

I've been try'na do it big since '03

And I got a little big, keep it low key

Try'na keep up with my mind, and you wonder why

You're on my mind

Don't wonder why

They say you're on my mind

[Outro: Mike Posner]

Ohhh, wait 'til I get back to campus

Everybody and their momma gon' chant this

I'm gon' make a pretty bitch sandwich