Poor Sportsmanship Big Sean (Ft. Nas)

[Intro]
Hit-Boy

[Chorus: Big Sean & Nas]
They hate me now, they hated me then
Niggas hate to see you win
Poor sportsmanship
Fuck it, I got more to get
Can't believe I was this fortunate
Fortune 500 but not the 500-th
Used to think that up was a quarter brick
'Til I realized we needed more than this

[Post-Chorus: Big Sean & Nas]
Shit I done'a had me immortalized
I done crossed the lines and borderlines
Free all of my dogs, the ones with the stripes
That industrial complex set us up for a price
Life fell in place whеn I got organized
That Detroit dirt touch Washington Heights
Stupid, you can't comparе legendary to hype
You can't compare this many years to overnight, naw

[Verse 1: Big Sean]
I could never play the sidelines like Scottie Pippen
When my team need me to step up and win it
You don't understand the thoughts that's under this fitted
I see niggas get it and niggas who didn't
The biggest resemblance was always lack of commitment
Buyin' land, a hundred-million liquid
Off-shore accounts you gotta (*brrr*) Gilligan to get to it
Don't walk off on me like Isaiah did Mike on some in your feelings shit, nah
Poor sportsmanship
I know niggas who got girls, but they more the bitch
No I don't get caught up in trends, waves
I started, I gotta see all the way to the end
Look what we value today, how much you make or you spend
What they gon' write on your grave? What they gon' say in the end?
One thing that you never hear me say is "I wish I was him"
The most comfortable place in the world to me is my skin
It feels like I'm on a camping trip, how I keep it intense
My name you read in cement, playin' for keeps
My girl a keeper, I'm keepin' it in
Once again set the bar higher then leap it again
Yeah, I lose but never took a loss when I needed to win