[Intro: Big Sean]
Uh huh
[Chorus: Big Sean]
Make it, make it, make it, boy, we gotta make it (Make it)
You can save your hand, I ain't gotta shake it
Everything lined up for the takin' (For the takin')
And what I need from 'em? No favors
Clique too big, bread gotta break it
'Cause these others lowkey with the snakin', fakin'
Everything lined up for the takin'
And what I need from 'em? No favors, no favors (No)
What I need? No favors
Everything lined up for the takin' (Yeah-yeah)
And what I need from 'em? No favors (Look)
[Verse 1: Big Sean]
I'm about gettin' the job done, boy, up every night
I'm about rollin' a seven when I toss up the dice (Dice)
I'm about gettin' my logo all flooded with ice
I'm about takin' a risk that might fuck up your life (Woah)
Tell 'em point and shoot like camera crews
In front of cameras too (Brrr)
Damn, Sean, what happened to the humble attitude?
I'm like, "Niggas took the flow, but I'm still standin' too"
Thought I had the Midas touch, and then I went platinum too
Motherfuck all your comparisons (Fuck 'em)
I've been talkin' to God like that's my therapist
I'm African-American in America, I ain't inherit shit
But a millionaire under 30 so He must be hearin' shit
Don, don, don life (Don), I do this for the crib, the D to Flint (Woah)
Kids who get sick with lead, others get hit with the lead
From where they need a handout, but they tell you put hands up (No)
Only deals I had was from the Sam's Club
Now it's blue blood in my veins, though you know what I came for
Born in a world goin' where they told me I can't go
In my lane though, I'm in the same boat as Usain Bolt
Get ahead by any means so the head's what I aim for
When my grandma died I realized I got an angel
Show me everything's a blessing dependin' on the angles
Look, I am the anomaly, never needed favors or apologies
That's my new lifetime policy
Woodgrain steering wheel, this bitch feel like a pirate ship (Swerve, swerve)
How many hot verses 'til you bitches start acknowledgin'
The pictures we been paintin'? My nigga
Connected to a higher power—how I know?
'Cause I don't write this shit, I think it, my nigga (Goddamn)
Look, all I ever did was beat the odds
'Cause when you try to get even it just don't even out
Never stoppin' like we hypnotized
Watch what we visualize on the rise (Woah)
Be the G.O.A.T. while we alive, when we die, we gon' be the Gods
Uh huh
[Chorus: Big Sean]
Make it, make it, make it, boy, we gotta make it (Make it)
You can save your hand, I ain't gotta shake it
Everything lined up for the takin' (For the takin')
And what I need from 'em? No favors
Clique too big, bread gotta break it
'Cause these others lowkey with the snakin', fakin'
Everything lined up for the takin'
And what I need from 'em? No favors, no favors (No)
What I need? No favors
Everything lined up for the takin' (Yeah-yeah)
And what I need from 'em? No favors (Look)
[Verse 1: Big Sean]
I'm about gettin' the job done, boy, up every night
I'm about rollin' a seven when I toss up the dice (Dice)
I'm about gettin' my logo all flooded with ice
I'm about takin' a risk that might fuck up your life (Woah)
Tell 'em point and shoot like camera crews
In front of cameras too (Brrr)
Damn, Sean, what happened to the humble attitude?
I'm like, "Niggas took the flow, but I'm still standin' too"
Thought I had the Midas touch, and then I went platinum too
Motherfuck all your comparisons (Fuck 'em)
I've been talkin' to God like that's my therapist
I'm African-American in America, I ain't inherit shit
But a millionaire under 30 so He must be hearin' shit
Don, don, don life (Don), I do this for the crib, the D to Flint (Woah)
Kids who get sick with lead, others get hit with the lead
From where they need a handout, but they tell you put hands up (No)
Only deals I had was from the Sam's Club
Now it's blue blood in my veins, though you know what I came for
Born in a world goin' where they told me I can't go
In my lane though, I'm in the same boat as Usain Bolt
Get ahead by any means so the head's what I aim for
When my grandma died I realized I got an angel
Show me everything's a blessing dependin' on the angles
Look, I am the anomaly, never needed favors or apologies
That's my new lifetime policy
Woodgrain steering wheel, this bitch feel like a pirate ship (Swerve, swerve)
How many hot verses 'til you bitches start acknowledgin'
The pictures we been paintin'? My nigga
Connected to a higher power—how I know?
'Cause I don't write this shit, I think it, my nigga (Goddamn)
Look, all I ever did was beat the odds
'Cause when you try to get even it just don't even out
Never stoppin' like we hypnotized
Watch what we visualize on the rise (Woah)
Be the G.O.A.T. while we alive, when we die, we gon' be the Gods
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