Big Sean – All Figured Out Lyrics

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[Intro]
Finally Famous in this..

[Verse 1]
It's crazy how they think you got it all figured out
Just because your bank account gets all figured out

Next time somebody try and tell you how to run your shit
And they ain't major shit
Do yourself a favor: kick 'em out

Eat good and do that, you'll live a long life
I always say long days is better than long nights
At least in the day you've got shade
In the night its all shadows,
don't get caught at wrong lights
I wish somebody would have told B.I.G. that before March 9th

I used to think there's no such things as wrong rights
'Till my stepbrother brought home them extra groceries
Extra cheese, now mom could make her special recipe

But I didn't know it was off of infested streets
Now he the reason I've got to walk with my little niece to go eat

I guess that's the hunger that got me out
At the top of hotel suites renting the lobbies out, you know?
Stuntin' like a bitch, prom night me out
And the girl I've wanted since ninth grade trying to route
That was back
When
I was seventeen
It's crazy though, cause even then I thought I had
It all figured out


[Hook: James Fauntleroy]

[Verse 2]
It's crazy how much that you can see with your eyes closed
'Specially if you've got a vision
Or how you could have everything
And still think about everything missing

Like I probably remember the times that I missed out on
More than the ones I lived

I probably remember the girls that I ain't have
More than the ones I did

But I remain a two timing, one girl on the way
Two lying and one bed-never too tired

Smoke so much I need two lighters
Shoppin overseas I do buy it, who higher?
They taught me that I had to dream, black history month
I wake up and treat the day like stack history month
I'm talkin' Malcolm Flex, Jessie Rackson
Front of the plane: I'm Rozay Parks

SUV swervin like it's O.J.'s car, oh
To me and my dogs is all gettin out
Somewhere in the club probably all liquored out
Finna take extra shots for my dogs missin' out
That keep remindin' me at the same time
That I still ain't got it all figured out

Fact, the only thing I really figured out
Is that I'll never have it all figured out, fuck

Even when your bank account is all figured out
Even when your bank account gets all figured out
Even when your best friend gets all triggered out
Even when it.. all of it... when you still ain't got....


[Outro]
Today I woke up and realized every day gets shorter
Every minute turns to the longest second, yet never ending

Age is nothing but a reminder and it doesn't tell you
How old or young minded someone is

Cause we all start at the same starting point of a woman's legs
But each have our own finish line

Understand it never ends, and the only way to be immortalized
Is to be remembered, hopefully from right than wrong

Better to be in the hall of fame than shame
Whether it exists for what you do or not
We create this world so we make what exists

It isn't about the award, it's about the award of being immortalized
And remembered for all the right reasons
Mistakes are forgotten, no footprints of any missteps

So when it's so late that it's early
And you need a drink even though the bar's closed

Remember why you do what you do
For the coldest drinks, the fastest cars, luxury
The adrenaline rush of creating what you think about
With who thinks about you:
Your family, your team
The joy of looking back and saying that you did it

Winning the game: hall of fame

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