Big Sean

Big Sean - No More Interviews lyrics

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I guess I'm on my... on my Don shit...

(Somebody gotta do it)



Look, no more interviews

I'm not talking about this on a song, feature or interlude

Reporting live from Hawaii with my girl

I brought sand to the beach

Working on vacay in the booth, sand on my feet

I'm from the ground up like a ground-ball play

Im coming from the underground like its Groundhog's Day

I talking so underground that when I talk about J, nigga

I might mean J Dilla, R.I.P. real niggas

Lately I only do the shit that inspire me

Lately niggas treat the Shade Room like a diary

Oh yeah is that what you heard?

Believing everything that you hear without confirming it first

And you know the funny thing about it is my ex wanna write a tell all

f**ked up thing about it is she ain't even tell all

Like how I introduced her to meditation, positive thinking

And the books she probably read in daily rotation

I learned when people lie on you not to return the favor so

I won't get you embarrassed

I won't tell them all the other parts about you thats plastic

This my last time putting my ex in a song even though the last one went triple platinum

I'd rather put that energy into what's worth having

Like how I got a platinum album with no solo tour

Niggas say it's over for me I go overboard

Back against the wall like my poster but I'm the poster boy

Not from the city if you let THEY tell it

Greatest rapper of all time if you let YE tell it

You ask me I don't got the resume

But shit I can go bar for bar for niggas who talking off

And getting egged on by A&Rs who soon as your shit fallin' off they walkin' off

And if you rappers diss us and ours just know that you dead and you know it

My career been moving perpetual motion

I'm not impressed with the whoopty woop, I don't know who is who

And can't pretend like I'm hip to it, no hula hoop

And I can't lie like I like this shit like I usually do

And I'm just not impressed by you niggas rapping fast

Who sound like one big asthma attack but trash when I'm rapping it back

Who you put in your top five and claim they the savior of rap



So many friends turn to enemies, they frenemies

I don't know why I act like I'm surprised or it's offending me

I'm saying tho I should have learned from Hov and Dame

From Stunna and Wayne, Cudi and YE

What happened to our family ways though

When I put you on that song with Nas you had told me that you was forever grateful

And that we brothers, so it hurt to hit the internet to find out that me and you don't f**k with each other

Over a miscommunication that probably could be fixed with a 5 minute conversation, I'm still praying



For ya tho I guess I charged it to the game

How much it cost? Around twenty88

Going off like Kobe when he wore the crazy eights

All y'all niggas looking like my kiddos wearing Bape

Shot my first video in the Harajuku store

With Nigo in the background, that's a picture that you can't take

With YE and Hype Williams directing each take

And GOD directing each step that we take



I'm a king, a legend, man you niggas ain't worthy

10 years in and a nigga still under 30

I'm feeling like an old man that failed at life

Got reincarnated to do it all again right (thats how I feel)

So I'm treating every second like its an investment

Time is money every second I'm collecting



Don't ask me no stupid questions

"Are you still signed to YE?" questions no Roc nation questions

Or who I'm dating questions, look no more interviews

Unless you wanna talk about the music or something that has a different view

And not the shit thats getting the hits and views

Words misconstrued with no credit, but you niggas approved



My mistakes are my biggest professors and learning life lessons

I realize it ain't what you have, it's what you feel, that's what true success is

I am the one of one, after me there's no successor



DON..!
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