Typecast Big Sean

[Intro]
Yeah
Just been all about expansion
You know they hate when I talk like this

[Verse 1]
Ayy, I got pimpin' in my blood
Got my main girl in the tub, all she wearin' is some suds
I done bossed up to the point that all I care about is love
Turned the family all execs, no such thing as rich enough
Too Real Under Sean's Teachings, acronym for trust
Initials in the sheets, and got my logo in the rug
Built in alarm clock, ain’t got to tell me to get up
When I walk in the arena, I feel like I’m Jerry Buss (Bust it)
And we shut down Coachella, they thought it was Harry Styles
Except the skin same color as a Black and mild
Meditatin' blackin' out, J. Cole, a middle child
But you know I get my fuckin' way, like an only child
Downtown pimpin', city slickin', rockin' crocodile
Yeah, they tryna pipe me down, but you gotta wipe me down
Could tell from my handwriting, I got signature style
I should write a fuckin' book on how to get it off the mile

[Chorus]
They used to look right past me (Swerve)
Niggas can't even catch up to the past me (Swerve)
She just wanna love me down and harass me
They want me to play my role, but you can't typecast me (Bitch)
Yeah, typecast me
Makin' sure my son straight, makin' sure my girl straight
Makin' sure the fam straight, then I can die happy
They want me to play my role, but you can't typecast me (Bitch)