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No Favors  Big Sean

[Book: Big Sean] 
[D#m]Make it, make it, make it, boy, we gotta make it
[D#m]You can save your hand, I ain't gotta shake it
Everything lined up for the takin'
And what I need from 'em? No favors
[D#m]Clique too big, bread gotta break it
[D#m]'Cause these others lowkey with the snakin', fakin'
[D#m]Everything lined up for the takin'
[D#m]And what I need from 'em? No favors, no favors
[D#m]What I need? No favors
[D#m]Everything lined up for the takin'
[D#m]And what I need from 'em? No favors
[Verse 1: Big Sean] 
[D#m]I'm about gettin' the job done, boy up every night
[D#m]I'm about rollin' a seven when I toss up the dice
[D#m]I'm about gettin' my logo all flooded with ice
[D#m]I'm about takin' a risk that might f**k up your life
[D#m]Tell 'em point and shoot like camera crews
In front of cameras too (Brrr!)
[D#m]Damn, Sean, what happened to the humble attitude?
[D#m]I'm like, "Niggas took the flow, but I'm still standin' too."
[D#m]Thought I had the Midas touch, and then I went platinum too
[D#m]Motherf**k all your comparisons (f**k 'em!)
[D#m]I've been talkin' to God like that's my therapist
[D#m]I'm African-American in America; I ain't inherit sh*t
[D#m]But a millionaire under 30, so He must be hearin' sh*t
[D#m]Don, don, don life, I do this for the crib, the D to Flint
[D#m]Kids who get sick with lead, others get hit with the lead
[D#m]From where they need a handout
[D#m]But they tell you put hands up
[D#m]Only deals I had was from the Sam's Club
[D#m]Now it's blue blood in my veins
Though you know what I came for
[D#m]Born in a world goin' where they told me I can't go
[D#m]In my lane, though, I'm in the same boat as Usain Bolt
[D#m]Get ahead by any means, so the head's what I aim for
[D#m]When my grandma died I realized I got an angel
[D#m]Show me everything's a blessing, dependin' on the angles
[D#m]Look, I am the anomaly, never needed favors or apologies
[D#m]That's my new lifetime policy
[D#m]Woodgrain steering wheel, this b**ch feel like a pirate ship
[D#m]How many hot verses 'til you b**ches start acknowledgin'
[D#m]The pictures we been paintin'? My nigga
[D#m]Connected to a higher powerâ??how I know?
N.C.
'Cause I don't write this sh*t, I think it, my nigga
[D#m]Look, all I ever did was beat the odds
[D#m]'Cause when you try to get even it just don't even out
[D#m]Never stoppin' like we hypnotized
[D#m]Watch what we visualize on the rise
[D#m]Be the GOAT while we alive; when we die, we gon' be the gods
[Book: Big Sean] 
[D#m]Make it, make it, make it, boy, we gotta make it
[D#m]You can save your hand, I ain't gotta shake it
[D#m]Everything lined up for the takin'
[D#m]And what I need from 'em? No favors
[D#m]Clique too big, bread gotta break it
[D#m]'Cause these others lowkey with the snakin', fakin'
[D#m]Everything lined up for the takin'
[D#m]And what I need from 'em? No favors, no favors
[Verse 2: Eminem] 
[D#m]If she was flavor, I won't save her
[D#m]No taste buds, ho, later!
[D#m]f**k you lookin' at, hater?
I saw them eyes, like an [D#m]ass raper
Try to copy my swag like a cheating c[D#m]lassmate
I'll be the [D#m]last face you see 'fore you [D#m]pass
When you get your f**kin' [D#m]ass graded like a m[D#m]ath paper
So a[D#m]head of my time, "late" means I'm early
My age is r[D#m]eversing, I'm basically thirty
[D#m]Amazingly sturdy, zany and wordy
[D#m]Brainy and nerdy, blatantly dirty
[D#m]Insanely perverted, rapey and scurvy
[D#m]They blame me for murdering Jamie Lee Curtis
[D#m]Said I put her face in the furnace, beat her with a space heater
[D#m]A piece of furniture, egg beater, thermos
[D#m]It may be disturbing, what I'm saying's cringeworthy
[D#m]But I'm urinating on Fergie, call Shady number 81
[D#m]Surely I'm turning into the Aaron Hernandez of rap
[D#m]State of emergency, the planet's having panic attacks
[D#m]Brady's returning, matter of fact I may be deserving
[D#m]Of a pat on the back, like a Patriots jersey
[D#m]Inexplicable stomach growl from the pit of it
[D#m]Like a f**kin' Terrier hid in it
[D#m]Despicable, dumb it down, ridiculous
[D#m]Tongue is foul, shoot off at the f**kin' mouth
[D#m]Like a missile, a thunder cloud
[D#m]Hundred pound pistol, pull the trigger, this gun will sound
[D#m]And you'll get a round, like Digital Underground
[D#m]And f**k Ann Coulter with a Klan poster
[D#m]With a lamp post, door handle, shutter
[D#m]A damn bolt cutter, a sandal, a can opener
[D#m]A candle, rubber, piano, a flannel, sucker
[D#m]Some hand soap, butter, a banjo and manhole cover
[D#m]Hand over the mouth and nose smother
[D#m]Trample ran over the tramp with the Land Rover
[D#m]The band, the Lambo, Hummer and Road Runner
[D#m]Go ham donut, or go Rambo, gut her, make an example of her
[D#m]That's for Sandra Bland, ho, and Philando
[D#m]Hannibal on the lam, no wonder I am so stubborn
[D#m]I'm anti, can't no government handle a commando
[D#m]Your man don't want it, Trump's a b**ch
[D#m]I'll make his whole brand go under (Yeah)
[D#m]And tell Dre I'm meeting him in L.A.
[D#m]White Bronco like Elway, speeding
[D#m]I'm 'bout to run over a chick, Del Rey CD in?
[D#m]Females stay beating 'em
[D#m]Bet you they'll lay bleeding, and yell, "Wait!" pleading
[D#m]But screaming is pointless, like feeding Michel'le helium
[D#m]Leaving 'em pale-faced, medium-sized welt
[D#m]Straight treating 'em like a cellmate
[D#m]Seedy, I'm climbing hell's gate
[D#m]b**ch, I'm like your problems: self-made
[D#m]Meaning someone else's help ain't needed, 'cause I'ma?
[Book: Big Sean] 
[D#m]Make it, make it, make it, boy, we gotta make it
[D#m]You can save your hand, I ain't gotta shake it
Everything lined up for the takin'
And what I need from 'em? No favors
[D#m]Clique too big, bread gotta break it
[D#m]'Cause these others lowkey with the snakin', fakin'
[D#m]Everything lined up for the takin'
[D#m]And what I need from 'em? No favors, no favors
[D#m]What I need? No favors
[D#m]Everything lined up for the takin'
[D#m]And what I need from 'em? No favors
[Outro] 
[D#m](I know you feeling yourself right now.)
[D#m](But I'm not sure she's the oneâ??I wouldn't call her, man.).
[D#m]"Hey, I'm outside."
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