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Fire (Prod. By DJ Camper)

Fire (Prod. By DJ Camper) Lyrics Big Sean feat. James Fauntleroy

Album: Hall Of Fame

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[Hook]
Tell 'em that I need more...
Fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire (tell 'em that we need more)
Fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire (tell 'em that I need more)
Fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire

[Verse 1: Big Sean]
I woke up this morning, rolled a joint, then got to it
Dealt with real life shit, manned up and got through it
I'm a real D-boy, take a look up in my face
Never did real estate and still put you in your place
And I don't trust dog hoes, dog hoes got fleas
From where they rock ski-masks and don't nobody ski
Every time I spit a verse, my city like "preach!"
Niggas thought I got evicted how my shit up in the streets
B-I-G Sean, ain't nothin' obese but the feast
Swear I'm skinny cause I'm always on my feet
Gotta hustle every second, stackin' paper every week
Boy, I'm in the field for real, I might run up in some cleats
Was in Japan so long, I almost learned to speak
Had to leave... back to the 'hood
Where they don't understand unless you speakin' trapanese
If I fall down, bet I only trampoline, bounce back
Back on my feet, that's just how I be
I be out of town reppin', valid as an absentee
Lord Jesus, jealous motherfuckers tryna absent me
Fuck these niggas up, now it's absent teeth
Tryna pass on me, when I'm first place in the playoffs, bitch
I'm even workin' half days on my day off, bitch
Say it's gon' kill me? Fuck it, I work graveyard shifts
'Long as that weed and money chillin' in a pile
Bitch, I need that fuckin' fire...

[Hook]

[Bridge]
Right now, right now, right now...
I know it's been a long, long...
It's been a long, long time...
A long time, I know it's been a long, long time...

[Verse 2: Big Sean]
I woke up this morning, rolled a joint, then got to it
Can do anything in the world except not do it
Bought my fam' new land, six-star crib
Momma feelin' like she Jewish, I'm the motherfuckin' truest
Yeah, I talk about my mom, man, but shout-out to my dad
Would drive me to school every single chance he had
Tell me 'bout the crazy girls and all about his past
And gave me the talks that made me to a man
Not everybody got a dad, but they got a Uncle Sam
And he ain't come around 'til I made a hundred grand
Comin' from Detroit where everybody say "whaddup, tho?"
Horror movie, niggas - everybody there cutthroat
Watch who you hustle with, you might not get a cut, though
Even though you deserve a commission plus more
My grandma said when she saw my commercial:
"Stop havin' people at your shows that wasn't at rehearsals"
I’m tryna get a office at the Empire State
To bring it back to empire's plate, that's home
Man I'm reppin' for my entire state
Prayin' that I won't be late, when it's all finished at the ending
After all bottles spill and, throttle grippin', models switchin'
Chin chillin' in my villa, fuckin' like I'm tryna populate a village
I'm replenished, I didn't do it just for the money
Man, for the feeling, I made it through the...

[Hook]

[Bridge]

[Outro: Big Sean & James Fauntleroy]
But it's never, never been to late...
It's never, never been to late...
It's never, never been to late...
It's never ever been to late...
Right now, right now...
I know it's been a long time...
I know it's been a long, long time...
Just know it's never, never been to late...
It's never, never been to late...
It's never ever been to late...
It's never ever been to late...
To do what you wanna do...
Fuck everything else...

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