Don Life - Big Sean, Lil Wayne

We marvel about some athlete earning ten or fifteen million a year

Well, if that’s the case, that athlete must be worth to his owners billions of

dollars

Getting to the paper like it’s human nature

Goddamn, the more they hate us, that just motivate us

I know revenge tastes the sweetest, mmm, I’m gon' savor

I’m just sending all my graces up to my creator

No negotiation, this is world domination

You can fill the trophy cases up with nominations

I’m the Alpha-Omega, that mean you can’t replace us

That mean I’m throwing dice in Vegas, betting all the wages

My girl expensive, remember you get what you pay for

Big, big pay-off moves on and off the radar

You can’t afford to miss a layup when you in the playoffs (Uh)

Press on, stress on

I give this shit blood, flesh, bone

Can’t catch me, I skate to my destiny

That’s necessity, you can’t out-finesse me

She like chocolate, Nestlé, brown and sexy

Touch me, tease me, please me, just don’t test me

I’m the bar, my weight up, you can’t press me

Legendary bloodline, my ancestry

Ooh, I’m devoted and hated, I re-coded the Matrix

I just loaded the bases and you know I’ma make it hit

Getting to the paper like it’s human nature

(Getting to the paper like it’s human nature)

Getting to the paper like it’s human nature, uh (Uh)

Getting to the paper like it’s human nature

No time to relax, we ain’t in Jamaica

Getting to the paper like it’s human nature (Uh)

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Lil Tunechi

I’ve been having conversations with the constellations

We keep this shit between us, just like a doctor-patient

The heaviest intoxication make the problems weightless

I’ma need some sanitation for the time that’s wasted

Told my shrink that life is crazy, he said, «Life is crazy»

I bought a house so fucking big it feel like I’m my neighbors

I told my weed man, «I need nature,» he accommodate me

I got two choppers look alike, I call 'em crock and gator

The flowers looking quite amazing, I ain’t like the fragrance

I stand beside a baby, see who you decide to play with

I’ma take my fucking chances, I’m a lucky bastard

My heart race 'til it catch up to who it’s running after

Oh my gosh, I’m gone, I’m on a planet I’m not knowin'

Said, «Let there be light,» but then all my lights were blown

Yeah, I know my rights, I mean I know right from wrong

I know yayo white and sweeter than a yellow bone

I know love is life and I know life is never long

I made plans to get away and in the morning, I’ll be gone

Man, I mind-fuck, no foreplay, brainwash, my thoughts fade

Brainstorm, I storm chase, guilty conscience no court date

Lil Tunechi (Tunechi)

Detroit (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Getting to the paper like it’s human nature (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Getting to the paper like it’s human nature (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Get this shit no matter how long it takes us

I’ve been having conversations with the constellations (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Getting to the paper like it’s human nature (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Black music sells about sixty percent of the music sold in the world

It outsells other people’s native music

And yet, we’re willing to sing for pennies a record