Big Sean - 10 2 10 Remix (ft. Rick Ross & Travi$ Scott)

10 2 10 Remix Lyrics

[Hook]
I woke up working like I'm Mexican
That mean I work from 10 to 10
Then 10 to 10, then 10 again
Nightmares of losing everything boost my adrenaline

[Verse 1: Big Sean]
Bitch, I do what I do, I feel how I feel
Got my drink on the rise, got my house on the hill
Got the girl of your dreams yep I pop her, for real
And I'm thumbing through bill after bill after bill
After bill, but I still pay respect to my city
So much man you thought I was in debt for real
Every day is a chase, every night is a thrill
I feel sorry for whoever's not in the whip
Good music till I die, shout out to Ye-Ye
Dumped all my other hoes, shout out to Nay-Nay
I start my day with a prayer and vagjayjay
I'm higher than day-day, no off day just pay day
Boy, since I was a bae-bae I swear was OG
You was a no G
Texting these hoes that you love 'em and shit
Probably using them Emoji's
When you was a OG, bitch, I'd still be more G
Fuck you know about night
About not getting that white money
For a young nigga getting white hair
And I done dropped control
Just to show you hoes who done got controlled
You saying that I changed, yep, changed like I supposed
While you at the same crib still wearing the same clothes
Going to the same club, taking the same pose
Pillow talking with the same hoes
All day I ball...
Some niggas never grew up until they grew old
I guess that what coming up in Detroit do
Finally famous is a Detroit crew
Fuck with me and you'll destroy fool
End up on the fucking Detroit news
Better off in the Detroit zoo
Everybody got haters, I swear we been through this
Martin had Malcolm, Caesar had Brutus
Fuck am I saying, Jesus had Judas
I guess I'm alright thought if I just got you, bitch
You gon' pull up friend to friend
I'mma pull up Benz to Benz
While you and her are cheek to cheek
Me and her dick to chin
That's the difference between a 9-to-5 and a 10-to-10
Sean Don...

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
They done fucked up now...
Mastermind...
My kilos on ice, my sneakers snow white
I got a place at the Trump, just to pray for advice
My new bitch is Hispanic, got me speaking bi-language
So call it tricking cause this bitch thicker than Trina
Anybody wanna motherfucking die? Come try me then
You ain't real till you fucked your dawg
...a brick and had to buy a Benz
Coming through and I don't fuck with niggas
Bitch you wish you wanna fuck a nigga
Good chance she done fucked a nigga
Turned around and said "fuck that nigga"
Stack on my belt, double M we a cult
Mastermind's in control, so nigga fuck what you thought
16's of coke, all my verses be dope
Fuck XXL cause I'm The Source to these quotes

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Travis Scott]
I've been held from ten to tens
Swear I won't sin again
Bring the Hell to my residence
Godly presence with presidents
My day job, it made me shit
Public housing ain't got no fence
And college ain't make no sense
Niggas whole home invaded quick
I did work, I done pay my dues
I'm induced, now I'm overdue
One hit one, call this voodoo
Don't want apes to jump out the zoo
I got one mountain, one problem
Plus the issues, I can't solve them
But it's nothin'
And I'm still in the club on the couch
Still fuckin' up somethin'
Nigga please! Mama please
I'm never comin' home 'til I make a hundred, shit
Scratch that, 'til I make a hundred million
Then I'mma stretch that 'til I make a hundred trillion
Who knew one day her son would grow up
And learn how to read or write
Did songs with Hov
Now hallelujah fell asleep the real McCoy
God damn, hallelujah

[Hook]

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