Word Up: Big Sean

Y'all sleep on this one... word to the haters:

Call Me

This has been premeditated; dedicated to them hella haters. Said I'd never make it.

Would've never made it if they didn't prescribe hella hatin' like a medication.

Now they feel dumb like they're uneducated 'cause they estimated no benefits.

I should prolly call them all "Benedict" 'cause they been a dick since I been in this.

Now I'm finna run this b*tch like Emmitt did. So a head can't picture me they primitive dawg.

You paid for my penmanship dawg. Wanna be my apprentice... uh NAW.

Cuz they didn't think I'd be good, now I be G.O.O.D.

So they wanna call me like Tweet would saying "Get this money like we should."

Like WE should nigga?

Ain't you that same hating ass nigga, faking ass, two-facing ass nigga,

had my songs, didn't play 'em ass nigga. Talking bout "WE gon' make it" ass nigga?

Well now I got the beat right. Produced by my nigga B. Wright.

To all of my fam and friends, leave a message at the beep aight? one.