Good Music Chicago Album

Artist(s): Big Sean

Cover Art

Big Sean Good Music Chicago Cover Art

Tracklist

Higher

length: 3:50

My, my, my, as the world turns
Today if I don't earn, best believe I'm gon' learn
If I can't do either or, **** it's none of my concern
Watch my enemies burn as I fulfil every yearn, ah
Reminiscing on the rappers I would look up to
The ones who want my feature price and the hookup too
The girls I fantasized about tryna hookup too
*****s seven feet, telling me I'm who they look up to
Huh, and *****es still telling me to grow up
Don't invite 'em to my shows but always still manage to show up
Man, I made myself a boss and then I gave me a promotion
And I step inside the booth and change the world like I be voting
So when you step inside my office, treat that beast like it's the Oval
El presidente, lord, sensei
Do ya job, it could be pay your rent day, getting riskay
Crazy *****, they ain't seen it like this since 'Ye, yea
Well this the life that I live
Collecting everything overdue, for all the work that I overdid
D-Town but Chi-Town they love me like I'm Oprah kid
Tryna make it to the top so I can let my dogs know it exist
'Cause when you come from the bottom man it's so hard to just get a glimpse
So hard to get a glimpse, so while I'm here I might take a pic
And show 'em that it's more to the world than tryna make a living
Like changing it then looking back and saying that we did it
Okay, como me llamo
She say Ingles, no hablo, man unless it's eat me out though
Benihani, my McDonald, all black leather jackets
While I ride in my Diablo, swear I feel like I'm Keanu
Wishing Lamborghinis made a five do'
'Cause I got too many real mu'****as I ride for, die for, uh
Straight out the metropolitan
My city need a hero so I treat it like Metropolis
And it's a few bad Lois Lanes I can't name
Even though I'm me, Lord knows that I can't say
But I'm still the same me, same clique, the same hood, the same *****
I came up, my bank up, but I stack that like I ain't rich
Back when we was on college tours with Wale, man we ain't make ****
From Greensboro to SoCal, man all the way back to Cambridge
And Michigan State, close to my Michigan estate
Man we was trying to get away, man we was trying to get our day
And damn (damn), tomorrow never seemed so close
And life ain't what it seem no mo' (no mo')
'Til I was standing next to Puff and Hov, off the French coast
A million dollars never seemed so broke
And every ***** I'm ****ing praying they the one I settle with
And *****s suing me and they just banking on the settlement
Never settling, life is too fast just to settle in
So many rocks up in my bezel, police thought embezzlement like damn!

****, can't a young ***** live man
We done worked too hard
Yup, good, Finally Famous *****
We ain't never going broke *****!

Karats of Gold

length: 3:43

How It Feel

length: 3:40
Cool cool cool cool
Yup, finally famous nigga

[Hook:]
Ok, I get lost in the night
Faded off of that brown
We can take shots of that white
Realest niggas around
Tell me would you like it would you like it if I let you call me big
Take it to the D, I can show you where I live
Take it to the penthouse and show you how to live
And treat it like it ain't shit

Now ask me how it feel
How it feel, how it feel
How it feel, how it feel
Yea tell me how it feel, how it feel, how it feel
Man to be around a nigga this real
You know I came up, came down
Turn every dream I had real
So tell me how it feel
How it feel, how it feel
Man to be around a nigga this real

[Verse 1:]
You know I need everything in plural
That's benji's and euro's
I just came back from that Paris
My life is moving in turbo
My pinky ring just dingling
Look how I'm sipping my merlot
Look how I'm hittin' my herbal
Praise God, church ho
What the fuck is you saying?
B.I.G I'm the mayor in the bitch
Ol' fur coat looking like a bear in this bitch
OH! fuck is you wearing? that's embarrassin shit
Man and to my new girls that's hearing this shit
You fucking with an OG, you should cherish this shit
Man they tell me that they love me, I ain't hearing that shit
They trynna get up in my will and inherit that shit
That's why I'm faded, I'm wasted
I'm living life like it's no jail
House bigger than a hotel
But these hoes tell
So I still take their ass to the hotel
In my hotel
I got a bad bitch with that body
And a badder bitch in that lobby
Boy that's just how I got it
When I...

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
Bad bitches that came through
I'm hitting all that I aim to
So stoned I can't move
So stoned I can't move
She go either way like it's game two
She look at her phone praying it ain't you
Living out all the rumors
Then afterwards, say it ain't true
Man I'm daydreaming while sexing
Her screams remind me I'm in it
And all this champagne that I'm popping
Reminded me that I'm winning
I know we shouldn't get so high
Yea, remind me that when I'm finished
But this the life we chose
It's the only life that we know
Reminiscing when I had no job
Back when I woulda robbed yo job
Me and my niggas on the streets dog
Throwing signs up like we roadside
Now the suits and pasta both bowtie
My Greek girls say "opa"
My Spanish girls scream "no mas"
And all the Black girls scream "don't, stop"

[Hook]

Woke Up

length: 4:45

{Young Chop on the beat}

[Big Sean]
Yup.. money, money, money

[Hook One: Big Sean + James Fantleroy]
I woke up - boy it’s time to get it
Walking to the window, saw the city
Thank God I woke up - feelin' like the mothafuckin’ realest
Living but it’s time to make a killing
Thank God I woke up

[Hook Two: Big Sean]
Tryna get it every day
Make a hundred mill and run away, way, way
(I woke up) tell these fuck boys they gotta pay
Tryna make a hundred mill and run away, way, way
(I woke up)

[Big Sean]
I woke up, woke up, thank God I woke up (yeah)
Wifey at home but I’m living life like we broke up (yeah)
You hit the hood and post up, I’m gon’ get it ‘til I’m filthy rich
My hands dirty, my gross up (gross), my money doing the toe touch
That’s stretched out, ‘til I’m in the back, stretched out, drinkin' Ace
‘cause I’m decked out, whole hood with me; need a guest house, yea a guest house
Lately I been getting like mo’ ass and less mouth
‘Cause when they see that whip (skrrt), they start to think about kids
Man, when they see this crib, they gon’ start to think about cribs
Been dealt with real life too long, now it’s time to live
Respect out the D (boi), hardly had a pot to pee in
Now I’m at the Coliseum, lil’ niggas gotta see him
Tryna be him, show you how to follow vision, real nigga
Politician, bad bitch, swallowtician, gotta get it
Yea (yea), last night I lost all that
I’ma wake my ass up, get it all back, thank God

[Hook One] + [Hook Two]

[Sayitaintone]
Now I been killing shit, I gotta say, my pit blue, my buffs gray
With a hint of white, sipping Henny white, livin' like I won’t see the night
A real playa like Pinky, when I’m in the game, I TD
And I’m all about my dollars, dollars, dollars, that’s 3D
I wake up with a bad bitch by my side
Last night, I was so drunk, I felt high
Last week, I was so high, I felt drunk
I got a bitch so bad, I gotta hit from the front
I fuck Kim K hoes, that’s Ye ‘Ye tone, smoking weed, that’s reggaeton
Get it next to free, that’s AJ tone, what’s my name
What’s my name bitch? Sayitaintone, what she saying? Sayitaintone
Who they paying? Sayitaintone, fuck sleep that take too long!

[Hook One] + [Hook Two] + [Hook One]

[Mike Posner]
I woke up this morning
Looking at the city that raised me
I can get it all now
And go get everything they never gave me

[Earlly Mac]
Like every day that I wake, I say grace for my cake
I’ma do dessert first, I don’t even gotta wait
Yea, when I hit the mall, I hit that bitch in the face
God be so good to me, I just gotta stop and pray
By the way, my jewelry appraised, it’s a couple K
On the lake, I’m out of the state, at my hideaway
Like Bruce Wayne, I’m saving the day, and I’m getting bank
I’m foolay, my bitch got bootay, ooh I love the way
I woke up, my dough up, I got out, I go nuts
I show out, I blow up, I ball out, I pro up
Ok it’s Earlly Mac off in this ho, tailor-made designer coat
Watch me take it to the bank and deposit a pot of gold
I’m foolay

[Hook One]

Experimental

length: 4:36

[Hook: King Chip]
I'm feeling experimental
Just popped two now what have I gotten into
Trying to cope with all this shit I been through
These substances is fucking with my mental, my mental
I'm so experimental
Just popped two, now what have I gotten into
These substances is fucking with my mental
Fucking my mental

[Verse 1: Juicy J]
(Trippy niggas, trippy)
Big blunts of that kush, ducked off in that Phantom
Can’t no nigga do like me, this life I live outlandish
Bunch of hoes in my mansion, get trippy of them bars
I don't do no handcuffing; toss 'em to my dawgs
Bout' to start a bank, all this money that I make
Sour diesel smoking, Memphis nigga getting paid
Bunch of bad bitches, beggin' Juice to fuck
Drinking 'til I throw up, smoking 'til I'm stuck
Loud kush, you can hear it when I walk by
The room is moving side to side, I'm feeling hypnotized
Getting faded in the Phantom, ain't no stopping a riot
These niggas smoking dirt, actin' like they high

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Big Sean]
(Yup, yup, boi)
Rollin' weed while I'm sexin', rollin' weed while I drive
Rollin' weed while I'm rollin' weed, gettin' high when I'm high
I be gettin' high when I'm hot, gettin' high when you not
Gettin' high, on the low, gettin' high, oh my god!
I just ate a edible, edible
Swear to god I feel incredible
Swear that my texting is no longer legible
I got the pussy you put on the pedestal
Tell her to leave and come bring me back revenue
Gettin' paid down down down to the decimal
Medical vestibule, I'm so professional
My life's a fesitval, I'm just so messed up though - in the mental
I feel like I just jumped out the window
Rollin' OG, kush, purp and indo
Right here, outdoor, in the endo
Weed is my crescendo
Okay, so now we rollin', and she just popped her a pilly
Got her feeling all silly, rollin' paper from Philly, whoa

[Hook]

[Verse 3: King Chip]
She asking me questions even though she know I don't know
Her pussy the best and she give the best blowjobs on blow
She love the way that I dress and the way that I stroke
She said she never sipped lean, I said I never did coke
I'm good, I'm smokin', I'm leanin', I'm trying to stay focused
Got my loc's on the chieffin', hope these mollies ain't bogus
We got hoes in the front, got lean in the back
Gettin' head in the back, got fix in the 'Lac
Got Xannies on deck
Bitch, take these shots to the neck, we gots to connect
We off in this club, purple Sprites like it's nothing
Bitch just told me she ain't coming home with me less we fucking
And she got a friend, and they got some mans
Please don't mention yo nigga because I don't care about yo man
Now me and two hoes we on
Let's eat these shrooms 'til they gone
Now we having a threesome in the whip on the way home

[Hook]

Mula

length: 4:07

[Intro: Big Sean]
G.O.O.D.!
After God, after my family, I ain't gon' front
Ain't nothing more important than this success
Than getting it, yeah
Where my real niggas that's gon' ride for me?
(Free OCB, paper chaser)
Where my fine freaks that's gon' ride me?
(Doughboyz Cashout, whattup doe?)
Where my real niggas that's gon' ride for me? (Yup)
Where my fine freaks that's gon' ride me?
(I'mma tell you like a rich nigga told me, Finally Famous nigga)

[Hook: Big Sean]
Ain't nothing more important than the mula
Ain't nothing more important than the mula
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Praise God, hallelujah
Ain't nothing more important than the mula
Ain't nothing more important than the mula
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Praise God, hallelujah

[Verse 1: Big Sean]
Tell the police I'mma stack this paper 'til I overdose
Whodie holdie slowly back yo bitch ass up, you over close
I overflow all over hoes, my niggas is over hype
Shooting up your Phantom
Now they call your shit the Holy Ghost
Mercy, Lord would you please have mercy
And protect me from the hoes
That when life ain’t sweet, they gon' desert me
Shut the fuck up and stand up when you see me
Like I'm the verdict
That's respect, now I got your wifey
And you back to using that Jergens
Hurting, sipping, spilling
Tipping, for my niggas who done passed way
Charge your ass a "fuck you" fee
And make you pay your tax today
I'm on a secluded island, swear it feel like Cast Away
Put that money in my shooter hands, and tell him blast away
I feel like getting paper is my destiny
'Til I rest in peace, get money recipe
Told my mom "Get what you want
Then just leave the rest to me"
Ain't no motherfucking rest for me

[Hook: Big Sean]
Ain't nothing more important than the mula
Ain't nothing more important than the mula
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Praise God, hallelujah
Ain't nothing more important than the mula
Ain't nothing more important than the mula
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Praise God, hallelujah

[Verse 2: French Montana]
Ain't nothing more important than the mula
Diamond rings, hundred chains, Slick Rick the ruler
I got cars, cribs all in my neck
Got them M's all in that bank
Griff, Blake all in that paint
Stacking bread, come watch me plank
Pray of never dying broke
Getting cases by the boat, we ain't shopping, buy the store
Shorty snorkel for that crab, eating lobster on my dinner plate
Stacking all this money homie, tryna see that ceiling break
Mula ain't everything homie, it's the only thing
Came from a hall of piss, straight to the hall of fame
Talk money, we got it, fuck boy, shoot your stylist
Eating good, I ain't brolic, I'm just chasing them commas
My niggas ride that five, and my bitch a ten
Got that China white, call it Jeremy Lin
Ain't nothing more important than the mula
My chain, a fridge, deep freezer, and a cooler

[Hook: Big Sean]
Ain't nothing more important than the mula
Ain't nothing more important than the mula
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Praise God, hallelujah
Ain't nothing more important than the mula
Ain't nothing more important than the mula
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Praise God, hallelujah

[Outro: Big Sean]
Where my real niggas that's gon' ride for me?
Where my fine freaks that's gon' ride me?
Where my real niggas that's gon' ride for me?
Where my fine freaks, fine freaks, fine freaks?

100

length: 5:36

[Hook: Big Sean]
As I look up to the sky
Thought about a 100 things to do before I die
Hit all the girls I want and make sure my niggas right
And my family live that life
As I look up to the sky
Thought about a 100 things to do before I die
Wonderin’ if I could live it all in one life
Cause it could all end in one night
As I look up to the sky
I thought about a 100 things to do before I die

[Verse 1: Big Sean]
Couple niggas on the hitlist and bitches on a different type
Same shit different nights, till I live a different life
Sean you looking tired, damn homie that’s all
I’ve been stressin’ so hard I’m surprised I ain't going bald
Haters praying I fall, move back in with my moms
Take online classes and turn back into ya’ll, hatin’
I guess they want your lights out when you the plug
Niggas wanna catch you slippin like they pulled the rug
From where they move the drugs, Buddha love
Niggas sleepin with that mac and I ain't talkin’ bout computer love
Owe the wrong people you a price tag
Now you pray to God hoping that you got a Christ tag
Make it where I’m from, stay who I become
Time to raise hell, Satan ain't my son
Taking elevators straight up out the slums to a penthouse view
And have the fam there too

[Hook: Big Sean]
As I look up to the sky
Thought about a 100 things to do before I die
Hit all the girls I want and make sure my niggas right
And my family live that life
As I look up to the sky
Thought about a 100 things to do before I die
Wonderin’ if I could live it all in one life
Cause it could all end in one night
As I look up to the sky
I thought about a 100 things to do before I die

[Bridge: James Fauntleroy]
If I just stop breathing
Even though I got all this muthafucking money
Won't keep my heart beating
Just don’t wake me up
Don't wake me up
You can’t catch me dreaming
Bout all of this muthafucking money
Cocaine rush, I’m speeding
Cocaine rush

[Verse 2: Royce Da 5'9"]
I’m just a Detroit nigga, nothing extra about me
I go extra hard at the first second you doubt me
I strive for perfection at the same time
I’m accepting the fact that there’ll never be nothing perfect about me
Shit, I’m just waiting on a win
Come up with better hooks
The hoes’ll take it on the chin
We are 6 mile bred
That's why you see our sick style yeah
Crackhouse flow with a pit downstairs
Momma happy at me, Daddy happy at me
The baddest chicks' y'all can imagine is chatty yapping at me
5 years ago I was in tears in the back of a paddy wagon
Now I’m Cali swagging, my nigga listen, I’m over the fame
You number 1, I’m number 23, my mission is take over the game
You rollin’ with lames, we ain't rolling the same
I’m the best out in this muthafucker
If I could get a cheque out of this muthafucka
Big enough to set my kids up for life
I could check out of this muthafucka with no regrets
If you ain't living your life for your kids
I ain't giving yo ass no respect
Sean I love you my nigga, I’m out

[Hook: Big Sean]
As I look up to the sky
Thought about a 100 things to do before I die
Hit all the girls I want and make sure my niggas right
And my family live that life
As I look up to the sky
Thought about a 100 things to do before I die
Wonderin’ if I could live it all in one life
Cause it could all end in one night
As I look up to the sky
I thought about a 100 things to do before I die

[Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar]
I gotta break your fucking heart
I gotta climb these fucking charts
I gotta do something that’s innovative
Creative just to create a legacy before death do us part
I gotta spend one summer in Tijuana with Tia and Tia’s momma
Breakfast in bed is head with plenty of Carne Asada
I gotta find me a wife to elope
I got a fine, cause I ain't wanna vote, I promise
I know the history of those who died for the rights for me to survive
But those who lied to the minority will make em turn inside they grave
I can easily pretend like y'all but that's not me
I gotta spread the truth even when the truth can hurt the youth
Need to know every detail about this Earth
The devil controls it
So before you scrutinize how I feel
Ask God if them polls important
The end is near

[Hook: Big Sean]
As I look up to the sky
Thought about a 100 things to do before I die
Hit all the girls I want and make sure my niggas right
And my family live that life
As I look up to the sky
Thought about a 100 things to do before I die
Wonderin’ if I could live it all in one life
Cause it could all end in one night
As I look up to the sky
I thought about a 100 things to do before I die

Sellin' Dreams

length: 3:07

[Verse 1: Big Sean]
Welcome to Hell's paradise
I always heard life was a pair of dice
Seven, eleven, or a pair of eyes
As I'm lookin' at her smearin' eyes
She yellin', "Take them glasses off
Yo eyes are the only things that not lyin'"
Not carin' to the point that I stopped lyin'
I tell her I feel the same
She tell me, "Nigga, quit playin'
You the only one that's not cryin'"
You said you wasn't on no steal your man shit
If I broke it off now, we won't be on some friend shit
Man, what goes around comes around, that ceilin' fan shit
I broke the levy to your eyes, that I don't give a damn shit

[Hook: Chris Brown]
And time after time, it's the same old shit
Think it might be too late, for me to learn from my mistakes
I know that it hurts, I know that it hurts you
But you should have used your head first
This might be the biggest mistake, it's too late
'Cause two can't be in first place

[Verse 2: Big Sean]
Well, wake up then, shit, call your ex and make up then
What was no strings attached got tangled when
Fun stopped bein' fun and feelin's tried to finagle in
We had that independent love, you tried to bring a label in
Girlfriend? Nah, I already got one
You need a good guy and I'm already not one
She said we lost a kid already, I'm already not that young
My biological clock is tickin', I'm not just tryna have fun
Shit's way different from us first chillin'
Sometimes last words can have the worst endin'
Wish we could fast forward time and reverse feelin's
Is there a warranty for love to return or fix it?
Hmm, she said you good either way
When it was her last night nigga and me today
You the man, huh? Gettin' all the TNA
You fuckin' her raw too, sharin' our DNA?
Huh and so on and so on
And the shit just always goes on
Nothin' about us feelin' right
But she'll be back before the end of the night

[Hook: Chris Brown]
And time after time, it's the same old shit
Think it might be too late, for me to learn from my mistakes
I know that it hurts, I know that it hurts you
But you should have used your head first
This might be the biggest mistake, it's too late
'Cause two can't be in first place

[Outro: Chris Brown]
I love, I love, I love her

I'm Gonna Be

length: 3:06

[Intro: Big Sean]
Westside...

[Hook: Big Sean]
I'm gonna be everything I wanna be
So I'm gonna be what I wanna be
And say, I'm gonna be, I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be, I'm-I'm gonna be
Everything I wanna be
So I'm gonna be what I wanna be
And say, I'm gonna be, I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be, I'm-I'm gonna be

[Verse 1: Big Sean]
Ohh, I'm gonna be.. I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be, I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be...
And when these bitch ass motherfuckers told me that I wasn't gonna be
Everything that I see, I went home and said
I'm gonna be, I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be, I'm-I'm gonna be
Count money that these bitch ass motherfuckers said I wasn't gonna see, gonna see
Cause I'm gonna be, I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be...

[Verse 2: Jhene Aiko]
Everything I ever dreamed, because I'm a fucking star
Worlds apart...
If you want to go it's a wonderful ride
Where there's no limit, no sky
Well alright, alright

[Hook: Big Sean + Jhene Aiko]

[Verse 3: Big Sean]
Cause that's just how I live
I'm living, living.. living, yep
Living, living.. I'm living, yeah
I'm gonna be, I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be, I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be-be, I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be...
I'm gonna be everything I wanna be
So I'm gonna be what I what I want to be
What they want from me? What they want from me?
What they want from me
Told them that I'm only go be what I be
Everybody wanna call, I'm gonna see
Everything worked for me

[Hook: Big Sean + Jhene Aiko]

[Outro: Big Sean]
Yep... ay, I told my...

What I Gotta Do

length: 2:35