typecast (Explicit) - Big Sean

Lyrics by：Presley Regier/Sean Anderson/Jasper Lee Harris/Dylan Teixeira/Thomas Levesque/Jahmarie Adams

Composed by：Presley Regier/Sean Anderson/Jasper Lee Harris/Dylan Teixeira/Thomas Levesque/Jahmarie Adams

Produced by：Jasper Harris/Presley Regier/BNYX®/Nami Beats/Tom Levesque/Big Sean/Eryn Allen Kane

Yeah

Just been all about expansion you know

You know they hate when I talk like this

Ayy

I got pimpin' in my blood

Got my main girl in the tub all she wearin' is some suds

I done bossed up to the point that all I care about is love

Turn the family all execs no such thing as rich enough

Too Real Under Sean Teachings acronym for trust trust

Initials in the sheets got my logo in the rug

Built-in alarm clock ain't got to tell me to get up

When I walk in the arena I feel like I'm Jerry Buss bust it

And we shut down Coachella they thought it was Harry Styles

Except the skin same color as a black and mild

Meditatin' blackin' out J. Cole a middle child

But you know I get my ******** way like an only child

Downtown pimpin' city slickin' rockin' crocodile

Yeah they tryna pipe me down but you gotta wipe me down

Could tell from my handwriting I got signature style

I should write a ******** book on how to get it off the mile

They used to look right past me swerve

Niggas can't even catch up to the past me swerve

She just wanna love me down and harass me

They want me to play my role but you can't typecast me *****

Yeah typecast me

Makin' sure my son straight makin' sure my girl straight

Makin' sure the fam straight then I can die happy

They want me to play my role but you can't typecast me *****

Yeah multi-million dollar salaries for all of my legalities

And we comin' black tux when we movin' casually

Could build a damn positive affirmation gallery

Passin' plays to my niggas so the income is passive

My genre isn't rap anymore it's under classics classics

Look I knew back on Griswold

When ain't nobody have my back 'cause it was against the wall

And Waun got hit with that fed case

And he was livin' through me for that decade to balance his head space

Man first thing I think about boardin' a jet

Is how my mom and dad was flight attendants that's how they met

No wonder why my head's in the clouds it makes sense

Every day I wake up I'm one day closer to death

So what you gon' do with the time you got left

Ball on these p*****s damn look at my neck

I used to sell CD's outside of my history class

What a foreshadow that was when I'm lookin' back

From the blog era had to get through the tabloids

Just like MJ had to get through the bad boys

My son first Christmas he finna have mad toys

I'll probably get his a*s a S-Class if he ask for it

But he gotta learn the hard way life's a crash course

And stick to the task while dodgin' the task force of course

They used to look right past me swerve

Niggas can't even catch up to the past me swerve

She just wanna love me down and harass me

They want me to play my role but you can't typecast me

Yeah *****

Makin' sure my son straight makin' sure my girl straight

Makin' sure the fam straight then I can die happy

They want me to play my role but you can't typecast me *****

They used to look right past me

Ain't wanna do right by me

**** it alright by me **** it

So I couldn't do this and couldn't do that

But niggas can't typecast me

Niggas can't typecast me niggas can't typecast me

**** it

Better me than you ***** I gotta see it through