Balance lyrics

[Intro: Big Sean]
Swerve, swerve
When you say, "I miss you"
I don't believe that b*tch 'cause I got trust issues (Drank God)
Goddamnit, Dupri
Goddamn

[Chorus: Big Sean & Icewear Vezzo]
Yeah, we still balanced, yeah (Whoa)
Lot of n*ggas fallin' off, we still balanced
Let it hit, yeah, I bet they feel that sh*t (Feel it)
I talk my sh*t but bet that I back it (Back, back)
And I can't trust a f*ckin' thing you tellin' me (No way)
I done been through everything except a wedding ring (Yeah yeah)
Had to block my old b*tch, yeah, she dead to me (Dead to me)
Bein' on is my motherf*ckin' destiny (Yeah, Drank God)

[Verse 1: Icewear Vezzo]
Burner on my waist, yeah, this b*tch oven, yeah
Shawty seen my wrist, bet this b*tch f*ckin' (Yeah)
I been turnin' up for like six summers (What?)
Type of n*gga shoot the club up 'it I hit somethin', uh
These n*ggas virgins, they ain't hittin' nothin' (They ain't hittin' nothin')
I just got a squirter with a big onion (Big onion)
Spend another birdie, now my wrist flooded (Dancer)
RIP my n*gga Loki, that's my big cousin, uh
Should've put your jeweler in a casket (In a casket)
I just bought another Cuban, I'm a savage, uh (I'm a savage)
b*tch, I'm a boss, I ain't average (Nah)
A lot of n*ggas fallin' off, we still balanced, n*gga
[Chorus: Big Sean]
Yeah, we still balanced, yeah (Whoa)
Lot of n*ggas fallin' off, we still balanced
Let it hit, yeah, I bet they feel that sh*t (Feel it)
I talk my sh*t but bet that I back it (Back, back)
And I can't trust a f*ckin' thing you tellin' me (No way)
I done been through everything except a wedding ring (Yeah yeah)
Had to block my old b*tch, yeah, she dead to me (Dead to me)
Bein' on is my motherf*ckin' destiny (Yeah)

[Verse 2: Big Sean]
I can't trust a f*ckin' thing you tellin' me (No way)
I done been through everything except a wedding ring (Yeah yeah)
Almost everybody in this b*tch got felonies (Goddamn)
I just thank my God that all these blessings fell on me (Right on me)
Man, f*ck a father figure, I want eight figures (Eight)
Why you hatin', bitter? (Hatin')
I'm the type to lay the plate down and be great with you (Great)
I ain't stingy for real
I split up the mils like they all done said the grace with us, look (Thank you Dear Heavenly Father, let's all eat)
It feel good to be home, it feel good to be back on
All my business is black-owned, Sean Don Carti Corleone
I done been through all that drama that you put inside your songs
Look, I took the setback, step back, then step back up, now we on, whoa

[Chorus: Big Sean]
We still balanced, yeah (Whoa)
Lot of n*ggas fallin' off, we still balanced
Let it hit, yeah, I bet they feel that sh*t (Feel it)
I talk my sh*t but bet that I back it (Back, back)
And I can't trust a f*ckin' thing you tellin' me (No way)
I done been through everything except a wedding ring (Yeah yeah)
Had to block my old b*tch, yeah, she dead to me (Dead to me)
Bein' on is my motherf*ckin' destiny (Yeah)
[Verse 3: Icewear Vezzo]
If he ain't with the team, he get picked off
Drank God, finna change my name to Big Sauce, ayy
n*ggas lookin' sick that I'm gettin' off
Got the brain just to see what the b*tch thought

[Verse 4: Big Sean]
Made it off the 6 and I did this sh*t historically (Yeah)
The OG's passed the torch to me
Yeah, alley-oop off the board to me (Whoa)
And I still support the crib
Even the ones that's not supporting me (Still)
Turned up, no distorting me
Ain't wanna go off but they forcing me, Drank God

[Verse 5: Icewear Vezzo]
Ayy, right on, I got that pipe on
I put that ice on, so bright, holmes, look like the lights on
I took your wife home, she bite down, just like she Tyson
Them icy whites on, them white horns lookin' like white foams, n*gga

[Outro: Icewear Vezzo]
Drank God
Uh
Yeah
What?