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Final Hour Lyrics & Chords By Big Sean

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Catch me running to the money until my feet lose feelin.
Stack it wall to wall till its leaking through the ceilin.
Man
All fucking hundreds so whats that like a zillion? working grave yard shifts cause we finna make a killin.
Went from intern to the owner of the building. Bustin nuts counting money like oh what a feelin.
To be seeing what I'm seeing after I've seen what I've seen its like acting out a scene from a dream of my dream.(X2)
I got a dream that's worth more then my reality. And pride that's worth more then a salary.
And a text from the girl I love I stopped calling
Quote I hope its worth all it.
Sometimes I feel I'm working just to work harder. And then work harder than who worked the hardest. man the life of a workaholic .You either on your work or just workin on it.
Man fuck it kill'em all we gon need a ton of flowers. And if you need impossibilie give me bout an hour.
Its time to turn a polaroid to a portrait.
Rockin street clothes gettin money like i'm corporate. Youngin gettin it isn't life gorgeous.
Bet the crib on em and you'll end up with a fortress. And ima need that new condo, town home, brown stone should I fuck with the dow jones.
Or maybe I'll put money on the block instead?

There's no need to save I could get change off the street next to the meter maid.
Cause I need a maid house with a piece of shade. Butlers doing such a good job that they need a raise. Bad chick with an angel ass and an alyiah face. Tryna show a little TNA.
Hell ya I'm tryna see the day
Man
Life is so bright when you don't see the grey. The new school appointed me to lead the way. A real nigga to the DNA.
Me mike grace and dilla. Stickin to the script. and what's her name still licken on my tip.
Gon a head and tell these bitches who there fuckin wit. Man to get where I'm at I'll make her suck a hundred dicks. Man to get where I'm at I'll make her suck a hundred dicks. Her mouth lookin like dannon. Because of me and cannon and to get where we at she had to suck a hundred dicks. biatch
Man I got on versace shades,
Versace belt, versace shoes. I might've fucked around and been the freshest nigga in the world today.
You dont understand man I came from nothing. This is what I dreamed about. This is what we dreamed about.
Boy. BIG Sean don nigga. Good Music. Finally famous in this gettin.
Errythang. Detroit what up doe.

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