[Verse 1: Big Sean]. I know I'mma get it I just don't know how. Heart up on the stage body in the crowd. Parents always tried keep me home. But I can't get paid from the crib so I'll be gone till we on. Whats up Finally Famous. I had it on my jacket way back in high school. Know I wanted to be in them night clubs. and not all off in that night school. So me and my niggas real life'd it. every week we did them cyphers. At the radio had a crazy flow. man the city ain't heard shit like this. I woke up early on a saturday. Said I'mma cash my check and hit some ass today. Hit the bank my nigga called me like: "Go rap for Ye. He at the station rap that shit that you rap everyday". Man that shit sounds stupid then I hang up on his ass. Then called him back like "Fuck let's do it". I didn't even cash my check. man can't believe my ass pursuit it. I didn't even have no gas. but somehow God just lead me to it. Like "Let's do it". [Interlude: Kanye West]. When I heard the songs he was doing. Man I knew he had to be on G. O. O. D Music. (BIG! SEAN!) (x5). [Verse 2: Big Sean]. Just to think last night I was in Venice hugging bitches. Thanking God Almighty condoms were invented. Cause I had a yellow bone. that could've come from out the Simpsons man. Who claim she never did it (Yeah right). But under these conditions she was with it. Then I hopped up on that red eye when I finished. I been gon for five hours fuck my head still spinning. Fucked the hotel up shit she probably still in it. Getting rest that I be missing but fuck it I'm on a mission. Flight delayed like 30 minutes now that's the shit that I hate. Now it's eight thirty I'm officially late. for that eight o'clock spot. I know the Program Director hot. but I spit a freestyle up in there so cold. That everybody in that bitch forgot. Now I'm running late for sound check. And I heard the line's already to the lot. walking out the station. And that's around the time that I got stopped. by this shorty tryna rhyme. Manager said we ain't got time. But time to time you gotta make time. when it's time for karma to come back around. I say "Aye dawg What you got? ". "Aw dawg Big Sean thanks a lot. Um alright stay young ran the game. man they been afraid tryna follow me get in a maze. Leave you minute maid. Um I'm like a young black Eminem. it's a riddle and I'm repping that Michigan. tryna stack my dividends get my mom a new crib and them. And the bunch just synonyms about how he was living in. I ain't even let him finish shit. I mean I can't lie he was alright. but at his age shit so was I. So give him my email on a fly and if it sound good. then I reply Uhh