[Verse 1: Big Sean]
Now gimme everything I ask for or end up in a cast ho
Never slowing down that's why I'm gettin' paid fast-forward
Standing on my money, that's a cash flow (oh)
Smokin' medical, sippin' chemical I need a labcoat
From where they livin' off food stamps that's past poor
 Thought about it as I got a stamp in my passport
 Yeah I made it out, made it up, and I'll remain makin' it up
Never satisfied what I make, no such thing as makin' enough [bad word] I'm livin' like its monopoly
 Tryna dodge jail and I'm buyin' up the property
Yo wifey was down with monogamy, til' she started massagin' me
 But you can have a dollar ho, blame it on the economy
 young player at the tip-top [bad word] niggas hatin', bad [bad word] wanna liplock
I could show you the ropes, since I got the game in a slipknot
From a city of G's I'm just the one that was picked out

 [Hook: Big Sean]
 Wake up in the morning, first thing I need is my paper paper paper paper
Ya might pass out and die if ya try and match my labor labor labor labor
 Man everytime they see me they say boy whatcha doin (woah) boy whatcha doin? boy boy whatcha doin? [bad word] I'm tryna build a hundred dollar bill skyscraper scraper scraper stackin' my paper

 [Verse 2: Mac Miller] [bad word]  unzip my pants fore you try and take them off
Open wide, say ah then you cough
See I got so many shows, think it's a season of Lost
Get money uniform, you can see I'm on my job
Ah [bad word]  [bad word] you better stand in your lane
 All my jams are so insane, you just Danity Kane
Straight [bad word]  and no balls
Rockin' jeans and thug sandals, that's a faux pas
 Have em all like (Oh God) Everytime we showin' off
 [bad word] players what we is and [bad word] players don't dissolve
 They evolve into a Gotti, was illa then you thought you was
 Now we in Bugattis ridin' shotty when we shoppin' for some good [bad word] I don't claim no hood [bad word]  But I guarantee you I ain't on that Hollywood [bad word]  Hey, unless it's chilling up at Holiday Hills
And that's sixteen bars, all of em ill (What)

 Say Say Say
 [bad word] players what we is and [bad word] players don't dissolve (6x)

 [Hook: Big Sean]
Wake up in the morning, first thing I need is my paper paper paper paper
Ya might pass out and die if ya try and match my labor labor labor labor
 Man everytime they see me they say boy whatcha doin (woah) boy whatcha doin? boy boy whatcha doin?
 [bad word] I'm tryna build a hundred dollar bill skyscraper scraper scraper stackin' my paper