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Big Sean lyrics : "10 2 10"

Imma' be paid forever
I look up

Finally Famous ^!$$%


I woke up working like a Mexican
That mean I work from 10 to 10
Then 10 to 10, then 10 again

Nightmares of losing everything boost my adrenaline

[Verse 1]

All this bread can't be good for my cholesterol
Don't come round' talking loudly, $#&@ing up my repertoire dawg
I can't lie bruh lately I've been stressing heavily

Im sipping, popping, smoking on whatever take the pressure off
Diss you, FF Imperial til my burial
Dodging every bullet and venereal

Anti-$#&@boy material til I'm dead, I'm living proof,
If you focus on what's in front of you and not what's in the peripheral
It's gone, word? Boy I seen drama on drama

Drama on drama over comma on comma
I'm bringing home dead prez, my house done feel like its haunted
I put the city on my back, right along with my garments

Went to sleep, snoring


[Verse 2]
I got 3 jobs like im Jamaican though

I need 3 wives like I was Haitian though
One cook, one clean, the other PMS'ing, ho Hablo ingles'
If police have questions they don't know what that mean ^!$$%

They say Detroit going through the great depression
Still it's been depressed so long I can't even tell depression here
My homeboy still gon' pull up on them rims big as a Ferris wheel

So many rides up on the curb my lil cuz thought the fair was here
Like oh, Im primo, top spot redeemed ho, for who? My team
And we might take a trip to Jamaica, Montego, #~!!@ and flamingos

Got me thinking the $#&@ I need to sleep for?


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