Finally famous big sean lyrics
No matter what they gave I'da neva gave in wit out sun shine I neva caved in. Livin big time yup big time to the point were our name coulda been Big Ben We'll be the ones that will have arenas packed in
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User-contributed text is available under the Creative Commons By-SA License and may also be available under the GNU FDL.Remember way back when we gone say back then After months of submitting songs and numerous meetings, Sean finally got the call from Kanye West himself saying that he wanted to sign him. West, giving him a copy of his music and sending numerous tracks for him to critique. There, he met Kanye West after a radio interview in 2005 and got a chance to display his talent by freestyling for Mr. Sean gained a strong relationship with 102.7FM, a local radio station in Detroit where he displayed his rhyming skills weekly. He later attended Cass Technical High School where he furthered his music career, met life long friends, and gained the support of fans and peers as he independently sold copies of his music. Sean attended the Detroit Waldorf School, a school of art, from Kindergarten to 8th Grade where he was introduced to a spectrum of art and culture.
He was raised by his mother and grandparents who worked steadfastly to instill in him the principles of hard work and determination. His debut album, Finally Famous, was released in June 2011 and featured guest appearances from hip hop superstars Kanye West, Chris Brown, Pharrell Williams, The-Dream, Wiz Khalifa, and Lupe Fiasco. So far he has released three mixtapes, 2007's Finally Famous, 2009's UKnowBigSean, and 2010's BIG. In 2005 he met West at a radio station, and after being impressed with Sean's obvious talents he signed him in 2007. Sean Michael Leonard Anderson, (born Main Detroit, Michigan), better known by his stage name Big Sean, is an American rapper signed to Kanye West's G.O.O.D Music and Island Def Jam. Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group Song Discussions is protected by U.S. RICK ROSS, SEAN ANDERSON, TYREE PITTMAN, ERNEST WILSON, JACQUES WEBSTER, DWANE WEIRPublished by Nightmares of losing everything boost my adrenaline Got me thinking the fuck I need to sleep for?I woke up working like a Mexican Like oh, I'm primo, top spot redeemed ho, for who, my teamĪnd we might take a trip to Jamaica, Montego, pussy and flamingos So many rides up on the curb my lil 'cause thought the fair was here My homeboy still gon' pull up on them rims big as a Ferris wheel Still it's been depressed so long I can't even tell depression here They say Detroit going through the great depression
If police have questions they don't know what that mean nigga One cook, one clean, the other PMS'ing, no hable ingles Nightmares of losing everything boost my adrenalineI got 3 jobs like I'm Jamaican though Went to sleep, snoringI woke up working like a Mexican I put the city on my back, right along with my garments I'm bringing home dead prez, my house done feel like its haunted
It's gone, word, boy I seen drama on drama If you focus on what's in front of you and not what's in the peripheral I'm sipping, popping, smoking on whatever take the pressure offĪnti fuck boy material 'til I'm dead, I'm living proof I can't lie bruh lately I've been stressing heavily
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