Letra da Música Fire (Feat. James Fauntleroy) de Big Sean

Tell 'em that I need more
Fire
Tell 'em that we need more
Tell 'em that I need more
Fire

I woke up this morning, rolled a joint, then got to it
Deal 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
But still put you in your place
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 nothing obese, but the feast
Swear I'm skinny cause I'm always on my feet
Gotta hustle every second, stacking 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 learn to speak
Had to leave, back to the hood
Where they don't understand
Unless you speaking "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 repping valid as an absentee
Lord G's, jealous motherfuckers trying to absent me
Fuck these niggas up, now it's absent teeth
Trying to pass on me
When I'm first place in the Playoffs bitch
I'm even working 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 chilling in the pile
Bitch I need that fucking fire

Tell 'em that I need more
Fire

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

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
Six star crib
Momma feeling like she jewish
I'm the motherfucking truest
Yeah I talk about my mom, 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 came around till I made a 100 grand
Coming from Detroit where everybody say "whaddup doe? "
Horror movie shit
Cause everybody there cut throat
Watch who you hustle with you might not get a cut though
Even though you deserved a commission plus mo
The grandma sad when she saw my commercial
"Stop having people at your shows
That wasn't at rehearsal's"
I'm tryna to 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 endin'
After all bottles spill it, throttle gripping, models switching
Chin chilling in my villa, fucking like I 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

Fire
Tell 'em that I need more
Fire
Tell 'em that we need more
Fire

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

But it's never, never been too late
It's never, never been too late
It's never, never been too late
It's never ever been too 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 too late
It's never ever been too late
It's never ever been to late
To do what you wanna do
Fuck everything else