(Post switches to a rhythmic, rap-singing flow) I got too many problems for a shrink to solve 'em, Been in the mud so long that I became the bottom. Y'all hiding in the bushes while I'm on the attack, Got the sun-tanned skin but the winter in the heart, yeah. I pop a bottle just to pour it for the ones we lost, Don't care about the fame, I just care what it cost. Diamonds on my fangs, yeah they glistening white, Howling at the stars in the middle of the night. Mywife 097 Yuho Yazawa — 6 Link
(Beat switches to a punchier, staccato trap rhythm) Okay, I move through the city like a nomad, Everything I got, I had to get on my own, dad. Taught me how to hustle, taught me how to own that. Now I’m in the penthouse looking where the throne at. Look, I keep the pack small, eliminate the rabies, These industry snakes trying to pay me with maybe’s. I treat the beat like a deer in the headlights, Freeze ‘em up, then I feast on the red lights. I’m a Detroit predator, exotic fur textures, Turn a negative situation into a lecture. My grandma watching, I can feel her spirit in the air, Like a wolf in a sheep suit, I’m cutting through the layer. Sean Don. -full- Rychly Prachy 61 Romana Rychlyprachy Cz Xxx By Colly Of Power Uploaders
(Big Sean ad-libs over Post's fading vocals) Sean: G.O.O.D. Music. 1-7. Post: Howling at the moon... Sean: Don't get it twisted. Wolf pack mentality. Post: (Ooh-ooh-ooh) Just a couple of wolves. (Fades into a guitar solo outro) Critical Review (Hypothetical) This collaboration works because it juxtaposes Big Sean’s sharp, punchline-heavy delivery with Post Malone’s melodic, atmospheric grit. The "Wolves" metaphor allows both artists to explore themes of loyalty, survival, and the isolation of fame, resulting in a radio-friendly hit that still packs lyrical weight.
Since I do not have access to a real unreleased track between Big Sean and Post Malone, I have constructed a based on the typical styles, flows, and lyrical themes of both artists.