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Well, it is a weepin and a moanin and a gnashin of teeth It is a weepin and a mournin and a gnashin of teeth It is a—when it comes to my sound which is the champion sound Believe, believe O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy Your chick, she so thirsty I-I-I-I-Im in that two-seat Lambo With your girl, she tryna jerk me O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy Your chick, she so thirsty I-I-I-I-Im in that two-seat Lambo With your girl, she tryna jerk me O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy Your chick, she so thirsty I-I-I-I-Im in that two-seat Lambo With your girl, she tryna jerk me O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy Your chick, she so thirsty I-I-I-I-Im in that two-seat Lambo With your girl, she tryna jerk me Okay, drop it to the floor, make that ass shake Woah, make the ground move: thats an ass quake Built a house up on that ass: thats an ass-state Roll–roll–roll my weed on it: thats an ass tray Say, Ye, say, Ye, dont we do this every day–day? I work them long nights, long nights to get a payday Finally got paid, now I need shade and a vacay And niggas still hatin So much hate, I need a AK Now we out in Paris, yeah, Im Perrierin White girls politickin: thats that Sarah Palin Get–get–get–get–get–gettin hot, Californicatin I give her that D, cause thats where I was born and raised in O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy Your chick, she so thirsty I-I-I-I-Im in that two-seat Lambo With your girl, she tryna jerk me O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy Your chick, she so thirsty I-I-I-I-Im in that two-seat Lambo With your girl, she tryna jerk me Well, it is a weepin and a moanin And a gnashin of teeth It is a weepin and a mournin And a gnashin of teeth It is a—when it comes to my sound Which is the champion sound Believe, believe Believe, believe Yuugh! Its prime time, my top back, this pimp game, ho Im red leather, this cocaine, Im Rick James, ho Im bill-droppin, Ms. Pac-Man, this pill-poppin ass ho Im poppin too, these blue dolphins need two coffins All she want is some heel money All she need is some bill money He take his time, he counts it out I weighs it up, thats real money Check the neck, check the wrist Them heads turnin: thats exorcist My Audemars like Mardi Gras Thats Swiss time, and thats excellence Two-door preference Roof gone, George Jefferson That white frost on that pound cake So your Duncan Hines is irrelevant, woo Lambo Murciélago She go wherever I go Wherever we go, we do it pronto, its like— O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy Your chick, she so thirsty I-I-I-I-Im in that two-seat Lambo With your girl, she tryna jerk me O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy Your chick, she so thirsty I-I-I-I-Im in that two-seat Lambo With your girl, she tryna jerk me Well, it is a weepin and a moanin And a gnashin of teeth It is a weepin and a mournin And a gnashin of teeth It is a—when it comes to my sound Which is the champion sound Believe, believe Believe Well, it is a weepin and a moanin And a gnashin of teeth in the dancehall And who no have teeth gwan rub pon dem gums Cuh when time it comes to my sound Which is the champion sound The bugle has blown fi many times And it still have one more time left Cuh the amount of stripe weh deh pon our shoulder Let the suicide doors up I threw suicides on the tour bus I threw suicides on the private jet You know what that mean, Im fly to death I step in Def Jam buildin like Im the shit Tell em gimme fifty million or Ima quit Most rappers taste level aint at my waist level Turn up the bass til its up-in-yo-face level Dont do no press but I get the most press, kid Plus, yo, my bitch make your bitch look like Precious Somethin bout Mary, she gone off that molly Now the whole party is melting like Dalí Now everybody is movin they body Dont sell me apartment, Ill move in the lobby Niggas is loiterin just to feel important You gon see lawyers and niggas in Jordans Okay, now catch up to my campaign Coupe the color of mayonnaise Im drunk and high at the same time Drinkin champagne on the airplane Spit rounds like a gun range Beat it up like Rampage Hundred bands, cut your girl Now your girl need a Band-Aid Grade A, A1 Chain the color of Akon Black diamonds, backpack rhymin Co-signed by Louis Vuitton Horsepower, horsepower All this Polo on, I got horsepower Pound of this cost four thousand Now I make it rain, she want more showers Rain pourin All my cars is foreign All my broads is foreign Money tall like Jordan O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy Your chick, she so thirsty I-I-I-I-Im in that two-seat Lambo With your girl, she tryna jerk me O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy Your chick, she so thirsty I-I-I-I-Im in that two-seat Lambo With your girl, she tryna jerk me Well, it is a weepin and a moanin And a gnashin of teeth It is a weepin and a mournin And a gnashin of teeth It is a—when it comes to my sound Which is the champion sound Believe, believe Believe, believe Well, it is a weepin and a moanin and a gnashin of teeth It is a weepin and a mournin and a gnashin of teeth It is a—when it comes to my sound which is the champion sound Believe, believe, believe, believe
"Were going to skate to one song, one song only" Ball so hard mothafuckers wanna fine me So I ball so hard mothafuckers wanna fine me But first niggas gotta find me Whats fifty grand to a mothafucker like me? Can you please remind me? This shit crazy Yall dont know that dont shit faze me The Nets could go 0 for 82 And Id look at you like this shit gravy This shit weird We aint even posed to be here Since we here Its only right that wed be fair Psycho: Im liable to go Michael, take your pick Jackson, Tyson, Jordan, Game 6 Got a broken clock Rollies that dont tick-tock Audemars thats losing time Hidden behind all these big rocks Im shocked too Im supposed to be locked up too If you escaped what Ive escaped Youd be in Paris getting fucked up too Lets get faded Le Meurice for like six days Gold bottles, scold models Spillin Ace on my sick Js Bitch, behave Just might let you meet Ye Chi-Towns D. Rose Im moving the Nets to BK Ball so hard mothafuckers wanna fine me That shit cray, that shit cray, that shit cray B-ball so hard mothafuckers wanna fine me That shit cray, that shit cray, that shit cray She said, "Ye, can we get married at the mall?" I said, "Look, you need to crawl fore you ball Come and meet me in the bathroom stall And show me why you deserve to have it all" That shit cray, aint it, Jay? What she order, fish fillet? "Your whip so cold" – this old thing? Act like youll ever be around mothafuckers like this again Bougie girl, grab my hand Fuck that bitch; she dont wanna dance Excuse my French, but Im in France, ahah, Im just sayin Prince Williams aint do it right if you ask me Cause I was him I would have married Kate and Ashley Whats Gucci, my nigga? Whats Louis, my killer? Whats drugs, my dealer? Whats that jacket, Margiela? Doctors say Im the illest cause Im suffering from realness Got my niggas in Paris and they going gorillas, huh "I dont even know what that means No one knows what it means, but its provocative No, its not, its gross Gets the people going" Ball so hard mothafuckers wanna fine me B-ball so hard mothafuckers wanna fine me You are now watching the throne Dont let me get in my zone Dont let me get in my zone Dont let me get in my zone These other niggas is lyin Actin like the summer aint mine Dont let me get in my zone Dont let me get in my zone Dont let me get in my zone Dont let me get in my zone The stars is in the building They hands is to the ceiling I know Im bout to kill it How you know? I got that feeling You are now watching the throne Dont let me into my zone Dont let me into my zone
This what they all been waitin for I guess so They been waitin’ for this shit for a long time didnt they Ima give it everythin’ I got Ayo Dougie park that X6 around the corner Ayy Im just feelin my vibe right now Im feelin myself Panda, Panda Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda I got broads in Atlanta Twistin dope, lean, and the Fanta Credit cards and the scammers Hittin off licks in the bando Black X6, Phantom White X6 look like a panda Goin out like I’m Montana Hundred killas, hundred hammers Black X6, Phantom White X6, panda Pockets swole, Danny Sellin’ bar, candy Man Im the macho like Randy The choppa go Oscar for Grammy Bitch nigga pull up ya panty Hope you killas understand me I got broads in Atlanta Twistin’ dope, lean, and the Fanta Credit cards and the scammers Hittin off licks in the bando Black X6, Phantom White X6 look like a panda Goin out like Im Montana Hundred killas, hundred hammers Black X6, Phantom White X6, panda Pockets swole, Danny Sellin’ bar, candy Man Im the macho like Randy The choppa go Oscar for Grammy Bitch nigga pull up ya panty Hope you killas understand me Hey Panda, Panda Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda I got broads in Atlanta Twistin dope, lean, and shit, sippin Fanta Credit cards and the scammers Wake up Versace shit, life Desiigner Whole bunch of lavish shit They be askin round town who be clappin shit I be pullin up stuff in the Phantom ship I got plenty of stuff of Bugatti whip look how I drive this shit Black X6, Phantom White X6, killin on camera Pop a Perc, I cant stand up Gorilla, they come and kill you with bananas Four fillas, they finna pull up in the Phantom Know niggas, they come and kill you on the camera Big Rollie, it dancin bigger than a Pandie Go Oscar for Grammy, bitch pull up ya panty Fill up Ima flip it, I got bitches pull up and they get it I got niggas thats countin for digits Say you make you a lot of new money Know some killas pull off and they in the Wraith CTD, pull up in the killa Bape Call up Phillip-Phillip, gon fill the bank Niggas up in the bank, we gon drill the bank Fuck we gon kill the bank, get it I got broads, yea I get it I get cards yea I shitted This how I live it Did it all for a ticket Now Flex drop bombs when he spin it And Bobby gon trend it Jeff The Don doin business Zana Ray fuckin up shit and she doin her business I be gettin to the chicken Countin to the chicken And all of my niggas gon split it Panda, Panda Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda I got broads in Atlanta Twistin dope, lean, and the Fanta Credit cards and the scammers Hittin off licks in the bando Black X6, Phantom White X6 look like a panda Goin out like Im Montana Hundred killas, hundred hammers Black X6, Phantom White X6, panda Pockets swole, Danny Sellin bar, candy Man Im the macho like Randy The choppa go Oscar for Grammy Bitch nigga pull up ya panty Hope you killas understand me I got broads in Atlanta Twistin dope, lean, and the Fanta Credit cards and the scammers Hittin off licks in the bando Black X6, Phantom White X6 look like a panda Goin out like I’m Montana Hundred killas, hundred hammers Black X6, Phantom White X6, panda Pockets swole, Danny Sellin bar, candy Man Im the macho like Randy The choppa go Oscar for Grammy Bitch nigga pull up ya panty Hope you killas understand me Panda, Panda Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda
Youre the only power Youre the only power that can Youre the only power Youre the only power that can Oh, oh, oh, father... Beautiful mornin, youre the sun in my mornin, babe Who can I turn to? Nothin unwanted After all, who can I turn to? Beautiful mornin, youre the sun in my mornin, babe If I dont turn to you Nothin unwanted No other help I know, I stretch my hands I just wanna feel liberated, I-I, na-na-na Who can I turn to? I just wanna feel liberated, I-I, na-na-na After all, who can I turn to? If I ever instigated, I am sorry If I dont turn to you Tell me who in here could relate, I-I-I No other help I know, I stretch my hands Now, if I fuck this model And she just bleached her asshole And I get bleach on my T-shirt Ima feel like an asshole I was high when I met her We was down in Tribeca Shell get under your skin if you let her Shell get under your skin if you— I dont even wanna talk about it I dont even wanna talk about it I dont even wanna say nothin Everybody gon say somethin Id be worried if they said nothin Remind me where I know you from She lookin like she owe you somethin You know just what we want I wanna wake up with you in my— Beautiful mornin, youre the sun in my mornin, babe Who can I turn to? Beautiful mornin Nothin unwanted After all, who can I turn to? Beautiful mornin, youre the sun in my mornin, babe If I dont turn to you Nothin unwanted No other help I know, I stretch my hands I just wanna feel liberated, I-I, na-na-na Who can I turn to? I just wanna feel liberated, I-I, na-na-na After all, who can I turn to? If I ever instigated, I am sorry If I dont turn to you Tell me who in here could relate, I-I-I No other help I know, I stretch my hands
I shoot the lights out Hide til its bright out Oh, just another lonely night Are you willing to sacrifice your life? Bitch, Im a monster, no-good bloodsucker Fat motherfucker, now look whos in trouble As you run through my jungles, all you hear is rumbles Kanye West samples, heres one for example Gossip, gossip, nigga, just stop it Everybody know Im a motherfuckin monster Ima need to see your fuckin hands at the concert Ima need to see your fuckin hands at the concert Profit, profit, nigga, I got it Everybody know Im a motherfuckin monster Ima need to see your fuckin hands at the concert Ima need to see your fuckin hands Uh, the best living or dead hands down, huh Less talk, more head right now, huh And my eyes more red than the devil is And Im bout to take it to another level, bitch Matter who you go and get, aint nobody cold as this Do the rap and the track, triple-double, no assists And my only focus is stayin on some bogus shit Arguin with my older bitch, actin like I owe her shit I heard the beat, the same raps that gave the track pain Bought the chain that always give me back pain Fucking up my money so, yeah, I had to act sane Chi nigga, but these hoes love my accent Chick came up to me and said, "This the number to dial If you wanna make your number one your number two now" Mix that Goose and Malibu, I call it "Malibooyah" Goddamn, Yeezy always hit em with a new style Know that motherfucker, well, what you gon do now? Whatever I wanna do, gosh, its cool now Know Im gonna do, ah, its the new now Think you motherfuckers really really need to cool out Cause youll never get on top of this So, mami, best advice is just to get on top of this Have you ever had sex with a pharaoh? Ah, put the pussy in a sarcophagus Now she claiming that I bruised her esophagus Head of the class and she just won a swallowship Im livin in the future so the present is my past My presence is a present, kiss my ass Gossip, gossip, nigga, just stop it Everybody know Im a motherfuckin monster Ima need to see your fuckin hands at the concert Ima need to see your fuckin hands at the concert Profit, profit, nigga, I got it Everybody know Im a motherfuckin monster Ima need to see your fuckin hands at the concert Ima need to see your fuckin hands Sasquatch, Godzilla, King Kong, Loch Ness Goblin, ghoul, a zombie with no conscience Question, what do these things all have in common? Everybody knows Im a motherfuckin monster Conquer, stomp ya, stop your silly nonsense Nonsense, none of you niggas know where the swamp is None of you niggas have seen the carnage that Ive seen I still hear fiends scream in my dreams Murder, murder in black convertibles, I Kill a block, I murder the avenues, I Rape and pillage your village, women and children Everybody want to know what my Achilles heel is Love, I dont get enough of it All I get is these vampires and bloodsuckers All I see is these niggas I made millionaires Millin about, spillin they feelings in the air All I see is these fake fucks with no fangs Tryna draw blood from my ice-cold veins I smell a massacre Seems to be the only way to back you bastards up Gossip, gossip, nigga, just stop it Everybody know Im a motherfuckin monster Ima need to see your fuckin hands at the concert Ima need to see your fuckin hands at the concert Profit, profit, nigga, I got it Everybody know Im a motherfuckin monster Ima need to see your fuckin hands at the concert Ima need to see your fuckin hands Pull up in the monster, automobile gangsta With a bad bitch that came from Sri Lanka Yeah, Im in that Tonka, color of Willy Wonka You could be the king, but watch the queen conquer Okay, first things first, Ill eat your brains Then Ima start rocking gold teeth and fangs Cause thats what a motherfuckin monster do Hair dresser from Milan, thats the monster do Monster Giuseppe heel, thats the monster shoe Young Money is the roster and a monster crew And Im all up, all up, all up in the bank with the funny face And if Im fake, I aint notice cause my money aint So let me get this straight, wait, Im the rookie? But my features and my shows ten times your pay? 50K for a verse, no album out Yeah, my moneys so tall that my Barbies got to climb it Hotter than a Middle Eastern climate, violent Tony Matterhorn, dutty wine it, wine it Nicki on them titties when I sign it Thats how these niggas so one-track-minded But really, really I dont give an F-U-C-K "Forget Barbie, fuck Nicki, sh-shes fake" "She on a diet," but my pockets eatin cheesecake And Ill say, bride of Chucky, its childs play Just killed another career, its a mild day Besides, Ye, they cant stand besides me I think me, you, and Am should ménage Friday Pink wig, thick ass, give em whiplash I think big, get cash, make em blink fast Now look at what you just saw, this is what you live for Ah, Im a motherfuckin monster I, I crossed the limelight And Ill, Ill let God decide And I, I wouldnt last these shows So I, I am headed home I, I crossed the limelight And Ill, Ill let God decide, cide And I, I wouldnt last these shows So I, I am headed home I, I crossed the limelight And Ill, Ill let God decide, cide And I, I wouldnt last these shows So I, I am headed home
We dont want no devils in the house, God We want the lord And thats it Hallej- hand over Satan Jesus praise the Lord Hallelujah, God We dont want no devils in the house, God We want the lord And thats it Hallej- hand over Satan Jesus praise the Lord Im tryna keep my faith We on an ultralight beam We on an ultralight beam This is a God dream This is a God dream This is everything This is everything Deliver us serenity Deliver us peace Deliver us loving We know we need it You know we need it You know we need it Thats why we need You now, oh Pray for Paris Pray for the parents This is a God dream This is a God dream This is a God dream We on an ultralight beam We on an ultralight beam This is a God dream This is a God dream This is everything Everything Im tryna keep my faith But Im looking for more Somewhere I can feel safe And end my holy war Im tryna keep my faith So why send oppression, not blessings? Why, oh, whyd You do me wrong? You persecute the weak Because it makes You feel so strong Dont have much strength to fight So I look to the light To make these wrongs turn right Head up high, I look to the light Hey, cause I know that Youll make everything alright And I know that Youll take good care of Your child Oh, no longer am afraid of the night Cause I, I look to the light When they come for You, I will shield Your name I will field their questions, I will feel Your pain No one can judge They dont, they dont know They dont know Foot on the Devils neck til it drifted Pangaea Im moving all my family from Chatham to Zambia Treat the demons just like Pam I mean, I fuck with your friends, but damn, Gina I been this way since Arthur was anteater Now they wanna hit me with the woo wap, the bam Tryna snap photos of familia My daughter look just like Sia, you cant see her You can feel the lyrics, the spirit coming in braille Tubman of the underground, come and follow the trail I made “Sunday Candy,” Im never going to hell I met Kanye West, Im never going to fail He said, "Lets do a good ass job with Chance 3" I hear you gotta sell it to snatch the Grammy Lets make it so free and the bars so hard That there aint one gosh darn part you cant tweet This is my part, nobody else speak This is my part, nobody else speak This little light of mine Glory be to God, yeah Ima make sure that they go where they cant go If they dont wanna ride, Ima still give em raincoats Know what God said when He made the first rainbow Just throw this at the end if Im too late for the intro Ugh, Im just having fun with it You know that a nigga was lost I laugh in my head Cause I bet that my ex looking back like a pillar of salt Ugh, cause theyll flip the script on your ass like Wesley and Spike You cannot mess with the light Look at lil Chano from 79th We on an ultralight beam We on an ultralight beam This is a God dream This is a God dream This is everything Everything Im tryna keep my faith But Im looking for more Somewhere I can feel safe And end my holy war Father, this prayer is for everyone that feels theyre not good enough This prayers for everybody that feel that theyre too messed up For everyone that feels theyve said "Im sorry" too many times You can never go too far when you cant come back home again Thats why I need... Faith, more, safe, war
B-B-B-B-Bound to fall in love Bound to fall in love Uh-huh, honey All them other niggas lame, and you know it now When a real nigga hold you down, you sposed to drown Bound to fall in love B-B-B-B-Bound to fall in love Uh-huh, honey What you doin in the club on a Thursday? She say she only here for her girl birthday They ordered champagne but still look thirsty Rock Forever 21 but just turned thirty I know I got a bad reputation Walk-around-always-mad reputation Leave-a-pretty-girl-sad reputation Start a Fight Club, Brad reputation I turnt the nightclub out of the basement Ill turn the plane around, your ass keep complainin How you gon be mad on vacation? Dutty wining round all these Jamaicans Uh, this that prom shit This that what-we-do-dont-tell-your-mom shit This that red-cup-all-on-the-lawn shit Got a fresh cut, straight out the salon, bitch I know youre tired of lovin, of lovin With nobody to love, nobody, nobody Close your eyes and let the word paint a thousand pictures One good girl is worth a thousand bitches Bound Bound Uh-huh, honey I wanna fuck you hard on the sink After that, give you somethin to drink Step back, cant get spunk on the mink I mean damn, what would Jeromey Romey Romey Rome think? Hey, you remember where we first met? Okay, I dont remember where we first met But hey, admittin is the first step And hey, you know aint nobody perfect And I know, with the hoes I got the worst rep But hey, their backstroke Im tryna perfect And hey, ayo, we made it: Thanksgivin So hey, maybe we can make it to Christmas She asked me what I wished for on my wishlist Have you ever asked your bitch for other bitches? Maybe we could still make it to the church steps But first, you gon remember how to forget After all these long-ass verses Im tired, you tired, Jesus wept I know youre tired of lovin, of lovin With nobody to love, nobody, nobody So just grab somebody, no leavin this party With nobody to love, nobody, nobody Uh-huh, honey Jeromes in the house, watch your mouth Jeromes in the house, watch your mouth Bound to fall in love Bound Bound to fall in love Bound Uh-huh, honey
What of the dollar you murdered for? Is that the one fighting for your soul? Or your brothers the one that youre running from? But if you got money, fuck it, ‘cause I want some B-I-G Who fuckin with me? Oh, God! Woah Okay, aint nobody fuckin with my clique Clique, clique, clique, clique Aint nobody fresher than my muhfuckin clique Clique, clique, clique, clique As I look around, they dont do it like my clique Clique, clique, clique, clique And all these bad bitches, man, they want the- They want the-, they want the- Go I tell a bad bitch do whatever I say My block behind me, like Im coming out the driveway Its grind day, from Friday to next Friday I been up straight for nine days, I need a spa day Yup, she try and gimme that poon-tang I might let my crew bang, my crew deeper than Wu-Tang Im rollin with, ha, fuck Im saying? Girl, you know my crew name You know 2 Chainz? Skrrt! Im pullin up in that Bruce Wayne But Im the fuckin villain, man, they kneelin when Im walking in the buildin Freaky women I be feelin from the bank accounts Im fillin What a feelin! Ah man, they gotta be Young player from the D thats killing everything that he see for the dough Okay, aint nobody fuckin with my clique Clique, clique, clique, clique Aint nobody fresher than my mafuckin clique Clique, clique, clique, clique As I look around, they dont do it like my clique Clique, clique, clique, clique And all these bad bitches, man, they want the- They want the-, they want the- Go Yeah, Im talkin Ye yeah, Im talkin Rih Yeah, Im talkin B nigga, Im talkin me Yeah, Im talkin bossy, I aint talkin Kelis Your money too short, you cant be talkin to me Yeah, Im talkin LeBron, we ball in our family tree G.O.O.D. Music drug-dealing cousin, aint nothin fuckin with we Me, turn that sixty-two to one-twenty-five, one-twenty-five to a two-fifty Two-fifty to a half a, man, aint nothin nobody can do with me Now, who with me? ¡Vámonos! Call me Hov or Jefe Translation: Im the shit, least that what my neck say Least that what my check say, lost my homie for a decade Nigga down for like twelve years, aint hug his son since the second grade Uh, he never told—who he gon tell? We top of the totem pole Its the Dream Team meets the Supreme Team And all our eyes green, it only means one thing: you aint fuckin with the clique Okay, aint nobody fuckin with my clique Clique, clique, clique, clique Aint nobody fresher than my mafuckin clique Clique, clique, clique, clique As I look around, they dont do it like my clique Clique, clique, clique, clique And all these bad bitches, man, they want the- They want the-, they want the- Break records at Louis, ate breakfast at Gucci My girl a superstar all from a home movie Bow on our arrival, the un-American idols What niggas did in Paris, got em hangin off the Eiffel Yeah, Im talkin business, we talkin CIA Im talkin George Tenet, I seen him the other day He asked me about my Maybach, think he had the same Except mine tinted and his might have been rented You know, white people get money, dont spend it Or maybe they get money, buy a business I rather buy eighty gold chains and go ignant I know Spike Lee gon kill me, but let me finish Blame it on the pigment, we livin no limits Them gold Master P ceilings was just a figment Of our imagination, MTV cribs Now Im lookin at a crib right next to where TC lives Thats Tom Cruise, whatever she accuse He wasnt really drunk, he just had a frew brews Pass the refreshments, a cool, cool beverage Everything I do need a news crews presence Speedboat swerve, homie, watch out for the waves Im way too Black to burn from sunrays So I just meditate at the home in Pompeii About how I could build a new Rome in one day Every time Im in Vegas they screamin like, "Hes Elvis" But I just wanna design hotels and nail it Shit is real, got me feelin Israelian Like Bar Refaeli, or Gisele—no, thats Brazilian Went through, deep depression when my mama passed Suicide, what kinda talk is that? But I been talkin to God for so long That if you look at my life I guess He talkin back Fuckin with my clique Aint nobody fresher than my mafuckin clique As I look around, they dont do it like my clique And all these bad bitches, man, they want the- They want the- they want the- Go
Uh, fuck, I dont fuck with you You lil stupid ass bitch, I aint fuckin with you You lil, you li dumb ass bitch, I aint fuckin with you I got a million trillion things Id rather fuckin do Than to be fuckin with you, lil stupid ass I dont give a fuck, I dont give a fuck I dont, I dont, I dont give a fuck Bitch, I dont give a fuck about you Or anything that you do Dont give a fuck about you, or anything that you do I heard you got a new man, I see you takin a pic Then you post it up, thinkin that its makin me sick I see you callin, I be makin it quick Ima answer that shit like, "I dont fuck with you." Bitch, I got no feelings to go I swear I had it up to here, I got no ceilings to go I mean, for real, fuck how you feel Fuck your two cents if it aint goin towards the bill Yeah, and every day I wake up celebratin shit Why? ‘Cause I just dodged a bullet from a crazy bitch I stuck to my guns, thats what made me rich Thats what put me on, thats what got me here Thats what made me this And everything that I do is my first name These hoes chase bread, aw damn, she got a bird brain Aint nothin but trill in me, aw man, silly me I just bought a crib, three stories; that bitch a trilogy And you know Im rollin weed thats fuckin up the ozone I got a bitch that text me she aint got no clothes on And then another one text, then your ass next And Ima text your ass back, like… I dont fuck with you You lil stupid ass bitch, I aint fuckin with you You lil, you lil dumb ass bitch, I aint fuckin with you I got a million trillion things Id rather fuckin do Than to be fuckin with you, lil stupid ass I dont give a fuck, I dont give a fuck I dont, I dont, I dont give a fuck Bitch, I dont give a fuck about you Or anything that you do Dont give a fuck about you, or anything that you do Got a million things on my mind, executive deals online Limited amount of time, chasin these dollar signs And you aint on your grind You liable to find me up in the MGM casino in the D Fuckin off fetti I couldve put on property From the Bay to the Murder Mitten My niggas put murder missions She choosin, thats her decision, free my niggas in prison On the phone with a bitch who cant do shit For a pimp but make a nigga hella rich Got a blunt in my dental, blowin hemp in a rental On my way to Sacramento, late night; Arsenio Im never sentimental, go hard or go homeless Barely Harley, Im chromeless, you might end up domeless I bet you she into me, her cheddar, she givin me Ill make a bitch stand outside forever, like the Statue of Liberty Rest in pimp, Pimp C, underground king of the South I raise my styrofoam up, and pour some drink in my mouth Why you always coming around with bad news? Say you want me to win, but hope I lose Askin if I rock with other niggas in the crew But them niggas cool, its just that… Bitch, I aint fuckin with you You lil stupid ass bitch, I aint fuckin with you You lil, you lil dumb ass bitch, I aint fuckin with you I got a million trillion things Id rather fuckin do Than to be fuckin with you, lil stupid ass I dont give a fuck, I dont give a fuck I dont, I dont, I dont give a fuck Bitch, I dont give a fuck about you Or anything that you do Dont give a fuck about you, or anything that you do I dont give a fuck, I dont give a fuck I dont, I dont, I dont give a fuck Bitch, I dont give a fuck about you Or anything that you do Dont give a fuck about you, or anything that you do I got a new chick that I gotta thank God for I got a new whip that I gotta thank the lot for Yeah, I got a lot but want a lot more Yeah, we in the buildin, but Im tryna take it to the top floor I swear I hear some new bullshit every day Im wakin up It seem like nowadays everybody breakin up That shit can break you down if you lose a good girl I guess you need a bad bitch to come around and make it up I guess drama makes for the best content Everything got a bad side, even a conscience Now youre drinkin til youre unconscious Feel me when you get a fine bitch Just dont forget to read the fine print Life got me meditatin like Im in the Himalayas Keep it G with the L lit on me like the elevator Yeah, I know that karmas too real So I hope you doin cool, but still… Stupid ass bitch, I aint fuckin with you Little stupid ass… I aint fuckin with… I aint fuckin… I aint, I aint fuckin with you I aint fuckin with you 2.7K
Cause you know in the old days They couldnt say the shit they wanted to say They had to fake orgasms and shit We can tell niggas today: "Hey, I wanna cum, mothafucka!" Youre such a fuckin ho, I love it Youre such a fuckin ho, I love it Youre such a fuckin ho, I love it Your boyfriend is a dork, McLovin I just pulled up in a Ghost Fucked that bitch up out in London Then I fucked up on her cousin Or her sister, I dont know nothin And my niggas gettin ignorant Like a lighter, bitch, we ignant All this water on my neck Look like I fell when I went fishin So much diamonds on my bust down Ooh, fuck, whats the time? Me and Smokepurpp sippin drank Ooh, fuck, she take lines Youre such a fuckin ho, I love it Youre such a fuckin ho, I love it Youre such a fuckin ho When the first time they ask you if you want sparklin or still? Why you tryna act like you was drinkin sparklin water fore you came out here? Youre such a fuckin h— Im a sick fuck, I like a quick fuck Im a sick fuck, I like a quick fuck Im a sick fuck, I like a quick fuck Im a sick fuck, I like a quick fuck Im a sick fuck, I like a quick fuck I like my dick sucked, Ill buy you a sick truck Ill buy you some new tits, Ill get you that nip-tuck How you start a family? The condom slipped up Im a sick fuck, Im inappropriate I like hearin stories, I like that ho shit I wanna hear mo shit, I like the ho shit Send me some mo shit, you triflin ho bitch Youre such a fuckin ho, I love it Youre such a fuckin ho, I love it Cause you know in the old days They couldnt say the shit they wanted to say They had to fake orgasms and shit We can tell niggas today: "Hey, I wanna cum, mothafucka!"
Look I feel blessed Way up, I feel blessed Way up, I feel blessed I live the life I deserve, blessed Fuck a vacay, I feel better at work I mean, whatever its worth, I give whatever Im worth For my niggas who gon go to Hell and back for me Ima give em Heaven on Earth Or a hell of a check, yeah, whichever come first Blessings on blessings on blessings Look at my life, man, thats lessons on lessons on lessons I treat the beat like its a reverend I tell the truth like father, forgive me, these are all my confessions Man, this wasnt luck, it was destined I done lost homies who been with me since Ed, Edd n Eddy Who flip like confetti And then when you back, they back to call you "dog" That shit get-get petty, bitch, dont give no dap to me, nigga Funny thing about talking behind my back Is that it just keep coming back to me, nigga Was off for a sec, now its back to me, nigga, you mad at me This aint what I want, man, this what it had to be This is that late night working after three, man This is why my old girl was mad at me This why Im your majesty, man The clique is the tightest, the pussy the tightest The drinks are the coldest, the future the brightest The feat not divided, the love is divided And I just gotta thank God that we got it Blessed I dont know what I would do without it Crew look like we robbed a bank, but all we make is deposits Your prophet will profit, oh God Im here for a good time, not a long time, you know I I havent had a good time in a long time, you know I Im way up, I feel blessed Way up, I feel blessed Im way up, I feel blessed Way up, I feel blessed Look, I aint gon say that we back or nothing ‘Cause that implies that were back from something If were back from somethin theres some checks you owe us I expect that payment, nothing less or over I dont need them favors that you ask me for I could give two fucks bout where the Grammys go I just gave out Grammys on my Instagram Them OVO boys, the business man It is what it is, trust me, you get what you give, yeah You gotta come to my side and see how we live, yeah I cannot see Heaven being much better than this, yeah Blessings on blessings for me and my niggas from the 6 Look at what we did, yeah Be quiet, Im doing a toast For niggas that dont really do shit, I swear, yall be doing the most Stop worrying bout whoevers next I am just worried bout my mama worrying less I think Im famous enough, I dont need any more press I am convinced Im the only one left Thats still doing this shit, man Im here for a good time, not a long time, you know I I havent had a good time in a long time, you know I Im way up, I feel blessed Way up, I feel blessed Im way up, I feel blessed Way up, I feel blessed My grandma just died, Im the man of the house So every morning Im up ‘cause I cant let them down, down Always down for the cause, never down for the count I guess when your stars align You do like the solar system and plan it out So Im going over time, on the overtime Yeah, Im that invested, but you cant attest it Million dollar goals, managed to manifest it The family never going anorexic I pay my own mortgage and electric Never going under even with anesthetics At the top of the rap game and progressin Check after check, checking off my check list Try and blow my cake, just know thats a death wish No mistakes in life ever, its only lessons Shit feel like Shaq and Penny got back together You tore the game apart, who put it back together? I Im here for a good time, not a long time, you know I I havent had a good time in a long time, you know I Im way up, I feel blessed Way up, I feel blessed Im way up, I feel blessed Im way up, I feel blessed Since the truth keep niggas traumatized They tryna compromise my condom size So I Snapchat that whole shit Tryna see titties, tryna show dick And I swear to God I hope they post it Im blessed Even though I get slammed with lawsuits like car doors See three P.O.s like Star Wars They want me by the road holding up cardboard So I go extra hard on the hard floor Right now, Im calling you from my home gym Right after that, nigga, Im gon swim Just did a couple laps in my home pool And my daughter right there getting home-schooled Im blessed And I was thinking bout starting up my own school A Montessori And the hallway looking like a monastery, oh yes Im way up, I feel blessed1.4K
Human beings in a mob Whats a mob to a king? Whats a king to a god? Whats a god to a non-believer who dont believe in anything? Will he make it out alive? Alright, alright, no church in the wild Tears on the mausoleum floor Blood stains the Colosseum doors Lies on the lips of a priest Thanksgiving disguised as a feast Rolling in the Rolls Royce Corniche Only the doctors got this, Im hiding from police Cocaine seats All white like I got the whole thing bleached Drug dealer chic Im wondering if a thugs prayers reach Is Pius pious cause God loves pious? Socrates asked, whose bias do yall seek? All for Plato, screech Im out here balling, I know yall hear my sneaks Jesus was a carpenter, Yeezy laid beats Hova flow the Holy Ghost, get the hell up out your seats Preach Human beings in a mob Whats a mob to a king? Whats a king to a god? Whats a god to a non-believer who dont believe in anything? Will he make it out alive? Alright, alright, no church in the wild I live by you, desire I stand by you, walk through the fire Your love is my scripture Let me in through your encryption Yeah, yeah Coke on her black skin made it stripe like a zebra I call that jungle fever You will not control the threesome Just roll the weed up until I get me some We formed a new religion No sins as long as theres permission And deception is the only felony So never fuck nobody without telling me Sunglasses and Advil Last night was mad real Sun coming up, 5 a.m I wonder if they got cabs still Thinking bout the girl in all leopard Who was rubbing the wood like Kiki Shepard Two tattoos: one read "No Apologies" The other said "Love is Cursed by Monogamy" Its something that the pastor dont preach Its something that a teacher cant teach When we die, the money we cant keep But well probably spend it all cause the pain aint cheap Preach Human beings in a mob Whats a mob to a king? Whats a king to a god? Whats a god to a non-believer who dont believe in anything? Will he make it out alive? Alright, alright, no church in the wild No church in the wild No church in the wild No church in the wild
Chill, chill, chill, chill, chill, chill Chill, chill, chill, chill, chill, chill My mama was raised in the era when Clean water was only served to the fairer skin Doin clothes, you woulda thought I had help But they wasnt satisfied unless I picked the cotton myself You see its broke nigga racism Thats that "Dont touch anything in the store" And its rich nigga racism Thats that "Come in, please buy more" "What you want, a Bentley? Fur coat? A diamond chain? All you blacks want all the same things" Used to only be niggas, now everybody playin Spendin everything on Alexander Wang New slaves You see its leaders and its followers But Id rather be a dick than a swallower You see its leaders and its followers But Id rather be a dick than a swallower I throw these Maybach keys, I wear my heart on the sleeve I know that we the new slaves, I see the blood on the leaves I see the blood on the leaves, I see the blood on the leaves I know that we the new slaves, I see the blood on the leaves They throwin hate at me, want me to stay at ease Fuck you and your corporation, yall niggas cant control me I know that we the new slaves, I know that we the new slaves Im bout to wild the fuck out, Im goin Bobby Boucher I know that pussy aint free, you niggas pussy, aint me Yall throwin contracts at me, you know that niggas cant read Throw on some Maybach keys, fuck it, cest la vie I know that we the new slaves, yall niggas cant fuck with me Yall niggas cant fuck with Ye, yall niggas cant fuck with Ye Ill move my family out the country so you cant see where I stay So go and grab the reporters, so I can smash their recorders See, theyll confuse us with some bullshit like the New World Order Meanwhile the DEA teamed up with the CCA They tryna lock niggas up, they tryna make new slaves See, thats that privately owned prison, get your peace today They prolly all in the Hamptons, braggin bout what they made Fuck you and your Hampton house, Ill fuck your Hampton spouse Came on her Hampton blouse and in her Hampton mouth Yall bout to turn shit up, Im bout to tear shit down Im bout to air shit out, now what the fuck they gon say now? Nothing bad, nothing bad, noth- Noth-Noth-, -ing bad, noth-noth- Bad, nothing bad, nothing I wont end this high, not this time again So long, so long, so long, you cannot survive And Im not dyin, and I cant lose I cant lose, no, I cant lose Cause I cant leave it to you So lets get too high, get too high again Too high again, too high, ooh hoo-hoo-hoo, woo Yeah, h-h-h-high, h-high-high, high-high high-igh-high-high H-high-igh, yeah, high, high-igh Egyszer a Nap úgy elfáradt Elaludt mély zöld tó ölén Az embereknek fájt a sötét Ő megsajnált, eljött közénk
Strange fruit hangin from the poplar trees Blood on the leaves I just need to clear my mind now Its been racin since the summertime Now Im holdin down the summer now And all I want is what I cant buy now Cause I aint got the money on me right now And I told you to wait Yeah, I told you to wait So Ima need a little more time now Cause I aint got the money on me right now And I thought you could wait Yeah, I thought you could wait These bitches surroundin me All want something out me Then they talk about me Would be lost without me We couldve been somebody Thought youd be different bout it Now I know you not it So lets get on with it We couldve been somebody stead you had to tell somebody Lets take it back to the first party When you tried your first molly And came out of your body And came out of your body Running naked down the lobby And you was screamin that you love me Before the limelight tore ya Before the limelight stole ya Remember we were so young When I would hold you Before the blood on the leaves I know there aint wrong with me Something strange is happenin You couldve been somebody We couldve, ugh, we couldve been somebody Or was it on the first party When we tried our first molly And came out of our body And came out of our body Before they call lawyers Before you tried to destroy us How you gon lie to the lawyer? Its like I dont even know ya I gotta bring it back to the nolia Fuck them other niggas cause Im down with my niggas Fuck them other niggas cause Im down with my niggas Fuck them other niggas cause Im down with my niggas I ride with my niggas, Id die for my... To all my second-string bitches, tryin get a baby Tryin get a baby, now you talkin crazy I dont give a damn if you used to talk to JAY-Z He aint with you, he with Beyoncé, you need to stop actin lazy She Instagram herself like #BadBitchAlert He Instagram his watch like #MadRichAlert He only wanna see that ass in reverse Two-thousand-dollar bag with no cash in your purse Now you sittin courtside, wifey on the other side Gotta keep em separated, I call that apartheid Then she said she pregnant-ated, thats the night your heart died Then you gotta go and tell your girl and report that Main reason cause your pastor said you cant abort that Now your driver say that new Benz, you cant afford that All that cocaine on the table, you cant snort that That go into that, all that money that the court got All in on that alimony, uh Yeah-yeah, she got you, homie, yeah Til death, but do your part, uh Unholy matrimony That summer night holdin long and long, din long Now waiting for the summer rose and And breathe and breathe And breathe and breathe And breathe and breathe And live and learn And live and learn And livin and livin like I’m lonely Lonely, lonely And livin all I have And livin all And live And live
For my theme song My leather black jeans on My by-any-means on Pardon, Im getting my scream on Enter the kingdom But watch who you bring home They see a black man with a white woman At the top floor they gone come to kill King Kong Middle America packed in Came to see me in my black skin Number one question theyre askin Fuck every question you askin If I dont get ran out by Catholics Here come some conservative Baptists Claiming Im overreactin Like them black kids in Chiraq, bitch Four in the mornin, and Im zonin They say Im possessed, its an omen I keep it 300, like the Romans 300 bitches, where the Trojans? Baby, we livin in the moment Ive been a menace for the longest But I aint finished, Im devoted And you know it, and you know it So follow me up cause this shit bout to go Im doing 500, Im outta control But theres nowhere to go And theres no way to slow If I knew what I knew in the past I wouldve been blacked out on your ass Four in the mornin, and Im zonin They say Im possessed, its an omen I keep it 300, like the Romans 300 bitches, where the Trojans? Baby, we livin in the moment Ive been a menace for the longest But I aint finished, Im devoted And you know it, and you know it Stop all that coon shit Early morning cartoon shit This is that goon shit Fuck up your whole afternoon shit Im aware Im a wolf Soon as the moon hit Im aware Im a king Back out the tomb, bitch Black out the room, bitch Stop all that coon shit These niggas aint doin shit Them niggas aint doin shit Come on, homie, what happened? You niggas aint breathin, you gaspin These niggas aint ready for action Ready—ready for action—action Four in the mornin, and Im zonin I think Im possessed, its an omen I keep it 300 like the Romans 300 bitches, where the Trojans? Baby, we livin in the moment Ive been a menace for the longest But I aint finished, Im devoted And you know it, and you know it So follow me up cause this shit bout to go Im doing 500, Im outta control But theres nowhere to go And theres no way to slow If I knew what I knew in the past I wouldve been blacked out on your ass God! God! God! God! God! God! God! God! God! God! God!
Look at ya, look at ya, look at ya, look at ya Look at ya, look at ya, look at ya, look at ya Look at ya, look at ya, look at ya, look at ya Look at ya, look at ya, look at ya, look at ya And I always find, yeah, I always find something wrong You been puttin up with my shit just way too long Im so gifted at finding what I dont like the most So I think its time for us to have a toast Lets have a toast for the douchebags Lets have a toast for the assholes Lets have a toast for the scumbags Every one of them that I know Lets have a toast for the jerk-offs Thatll never take work off Baby, I got a plan Run away fast as you can She find pictures in my email I sent this bitch a picture of my dick I dont know what it is with females But Im not too good at that shit See, I could have me a good girl And still be addicted to them hoodrats And I just blame everything on you At least you know thats what Im good at And I always find, yeah, I always find Yeah, I always find something wrong You been puttin up with my shit just way too long Im so gifted at finding what I dont like the most So I think its time for us to have a toast Lets have a toast for the douchebags Lets have a toast for the assholes Lets have a toast for the scumbags Every one of them that I know Lets have a toast for the jerk-offs Thatll never take work off Baby, I got a plan Run away fast as you can Run away from me, baby Ah, run away Run away from me, baby Run away When it starts to get crazy Then run away Babe, I got a plan, run away as fast as you can Run away from me, baby Run away Run away from me, baby Run away When it starts to get crazy Why cant she just run away? Baby, I got a plan Run away as fast as you can Twenty-four seven, three sixty-five, pussy stays on my mind I-I-I-I did it, alright, alright, I admit it Now pick your next move, you could leave or live with it Ichabod Crane with that motherfuckin top off Split and go where? Back to wearing knockoffs? Haha, knock it off, Neimans, shop it off Lets talk over mai tais, waitress, top it off Hoes like vultures, wanna fly in your Freddy loafers You cant blame em, they aint never seen Versace sofas Every bag, every blouse, every bracelet Comes with a price tag, baby, face it You should leave if you cant accept the basics Plenty hoes in the baller-nigga matrix Invisibly set, the Rolex is faceless Im just young, rich, and tasteless, P Never was much of a romantic I could never take the intimacy And I know I did damage Cause the look in your eyes is killing me I guess you knew of that advantage Cause you could blame me for everything And I dont know how Ima manage If one day, you just up and leave And I always find, yeah, I always find something wrong You been puttin up with my shit just way too long Im so gifted at finding what I dont like the most So I think its time for us to have a toast Lets have a toast for the douchebags Lets have a toast for the assholes Lets have a toast for the scumbags Every one of them that I know Lets have a toast for the jerk-offs Thatll never take work off Baby, I got a plan Run away fast as you can
Yeah birthday, its your birthday If I die, bury me inside the Louis store Ha, uh, uh They ask me what I do and who I do it for And how I come up with this shit up in the studio All I want for my birthday is a big booty ho All I want for my birthday is a big booty ho When I die, bury me inside the Gucci store When I die, bury me inside the Louis store All I want for my birthday is a big booty ho All I want for my birthday is a big booty ho She got a big booty so I call her Big Booty Skrr, skrr, wrists movin, cookin, gettin to it Im in the kitchen yams everywhere Just made a juug I got bands everywhere You the realest nigga breathin if I hold my breath Referee with a whistle, brrrt, hold this tech Extendo clip extendo roll When yo girl leave me, she need a hair salon Hair-Hair Weave Killer goin on a trapathon See I done had more bombs, than Pakistan Dope bomb, dro bomb and a pill bomb See nigga, Im ballin, you in will call When I die, bury me inside the jewelry store When I die, bury me inside the Truey store True to my religion, two everything, Im too different So when I die, bury me next to two bitches They ask me what I do and who I do it for And how I come up with this shit up in the studio All I want for my birthday is a big booty ho All I want for my birthday is a big booty ho When I die, bury me inside the Gucci store When I die, bury me inside the Louis store All I want for my birthday is a big booty ho All I want for my birthday is a big booty ho Ahh, Yeezy, Yeezy, how you do it, huh? Its my birthday, I deserve to be greedy, huh? She holdin out, she aint givin to the needy, huh? You go downstairs and fall asleep with the TV on Yall been together ten years, you deserve a ménage Specially if you put that BMW in a garage Specially if you paid a couple payments on her momma crib Went to her nieces graduation, man, I hate those kids! Last birthday, she got you a new sweater Put it on, give her a kiss, and tell her "Do better" She said, "How bout I get you jewelry from the West End?" How bout she hit the Westin and get her best friend? Ha, Im jokin, Im just serious, I asked her "Dont be actin, like no actress, if we preachin, then we practice Dont be reachin, dont be touchin shit, we in Kanye Wests Benz! Cause I will turn you back to a pedestrian, hah!" They ask me what I do and who I do it for And how I come up with this shit up in the studio All I want for my birthday is a big booty ho All I want for my birthday is a big booty ho When I die, bury me inside the Gucci store When I die, bury me inside the Louis store All I want for my birthday is a big booty ho All I want for my birthday is a big booty ho Its your birthday its your birthday Bad bitch contest, you in first place You in first place, you in first place Bad bitch contest, you in first place I show up with a check to your workplace Then hand the valet the keys to the Merces Tell the DJ play your song, this shit come on What Im seeing from the back I cant front on They ask me what I do and who I do it for When I die, bury me inside the booty club Get it, girl, get it, girl, get it, get it, girl I might switch it up and get your girl They ask me what I do and who I do it for And how I come up with this shit up in the studio All I want for my birthday is a big booty ho All I want for my birthday is a big booty ho When I die, bury me inside the Gucci store When I die, bury me inside the Louis store All I want for my birthday is a big booty ho All I want for my birthday is a big booty ho Deuce and Ye We like Snoop and Dre Isnt this your birthday, baby? You deserve a coupe today, whoa! You in first place, you in first place Bad bitch contest, you in first place
Yeah, you supermodel thick Damn, that ass bustin out the bottom Ima lose my mind in it Crazy, that medulla oblongata Get to rubbin on my lamp Get the genie out the bottle Fuck it up, fuck it up Pussy good, go n back it up Pipe her up, Ima pipe her up Make her mine, I done fell in love Juicy thing, make that pussy sing One more time, baby, do it big Make it cry, come boohoo this shit Yeah, you supermodel thick Damn, that ass bustin out the bottom Ima lose my mind in it Crazy, that medulla oblongata Get to rubbin on my lamp Get the genie out the bottle If I pull up with a Kerry Washington Thats gon be an enormous scandal I could have Naomi Campbell And still might want me a Stormy Daniels Sometimes you gotta bag the boss up I call that takin Corey Gambles Find yourself up in the food court You might have to enjoy a sample All these thots on Christian Mingle Almost what got Tristan single If you dont ball like him or Kobe Guarantee that bitch gonna leave you Ayy, time is extremely valuable And I prefer to waste it on girls thats basic Thats just some Ye shit Right now, lets do what we want Lets have a threesome: me, you, and a blunt I love your titties cause they prove I can focus on two things at once Yeah, you supermodel thick Damn, that ass bustin out the bottom Ima lose my mind in it Crazy, that medulla oblongata Get to rubbin on my lamp Get the genie out the bottle Get the genie out the bottle Let me hit it raw like fuck the outcome Ayy, none of usd be here without cum Ayy, if it aint all about the income Ayy, ayy, let me see you go ahead and spend some Ayy, if you drivin round in some Dri-Fit Ayy, Ima think that you the type to dry snitch Hm, mhm, if I see you pull up with the three stripes Ayy, ayy, Ima fuck around and make you my bitch Yeah, you supermodel thick Damn, that ass bustin out the bottom Ima lose my mind in it Crazy, that medulla oblongata Get to rubbin on my lamp Get the genie out the bottle Get the genie out the bottle
Man, I can understand how it might be Kinda hard to love a girl like me I dont blame you much for wanting to be free I just wanted you to know Swizz told me let the beat rock For all my Southside niggas that know me best I feel like me and Taylor might still have sex Why? I made that bitch famous I made that bitch famous For all the girls that got dick from Kanye West If you see em in the streets give em Kanyes best Why? They mad they aint famous They mad they still nameless Her man in the store tryna try his best But he just cant seem to get Kanye fresh But we still hood famous Yeah, we still hood famous I just wanted you to know Ive loved you better than your own kin did From the very start I dont blame you much for wanting to be free Wake up, Mr. West! Oh, hes up! I just wanted you to know I be Puerto Rican day parade floatin That Benz Marina Del Rey coastin She in school to be a real estate agent Last month I helped her with the car payment Young and we alive, whoo! We never gonna die, whoo! I just copped a jet to fly over personal debt Put one up in the sky The sun is in my eyes, whoo! Woke up and felt the vibe, whoo! No matter how hard they try, whoo! We never gonna die I just wanted you to know Get em! Bam, ey ey ey Bam bam, bam, bam bam dilla Bam bam ey ey ey What a bam, bam, bam bam dilla How you feeling right now? Let me see your lighters in the air Bam bam ey ey ey ey ey Bam bam ey ey ey What a bam Let me see your middle finger in the air Bam ey ey ey Bam bam, bam, bam bam dilla Let me see you act up in this motherfucker Bam bam ey ey ey What a bam, bam, bam bam dilla How you feelin, how you feelin, how you feelin in this mother fucker, god damn Bam bam ey ey ey ey ey Bam bam ey ey ey What a bam One thing you cant do is stop us now Bam ey ey ey Bam bam bam, bam bam dilla Ayy, you cant stop the thing now Bam bam ey ey ey What a bam, bam, bam bam dilla Man, its way too late, its way too late, its way too late, you cant fuck with us Bam bam, ey ey ey ey ey Bam bam, ey ey ey What a bam To the left, to the right Bam ey ey ey Bam bam bam, bam bam dilla I wanna see everybody hands in the air like this Bam bam ey ey ey What a bam, bam, bam bam dilla Bam bam ey ey ey ey ey Bam bam ey ey ey What a bam, bam I just wanted you to know I loved you better than your own kin did From the very start I dont blame you much for wanting to be free I just wanted you to know
Hitmaka If Young Metro dont trust you, Im gon shoot you Last night took a L, but tonight I bounce back Wake up every morning, by the night, I count stacks Knew that ass was real when I hit, it bounce back Last night took a L, but tonight I bounce back Boy, I been broke as hell, cashed a check and bounced back D town LAX, every week I bounce back If you a real one, then you know how to bounce back Don’t owe nobody, owe nobody Always on the fuckin job, I got no hobbies Got the city fuckin with me cause Im homegrown Vibin out more than my phone though Leave me ‘lone, me on my own though Look, I cut that bitch off like a edit My daddy a G, its genetics I heard ya new shit, its pathetic Ya contract should be shredded Took my dogs on a private jet from the public housing I kept it G, yeah, one thousand Clique star-studded like the Paramount mountain Everything I do is righteous Betting on me is the right risk Even in a fucking crisis I’m never on some switching sides shit I switch gears to the night shift Blacking out cause I’m enlightened God talk to me in silence But I hear him every time, mane Last night took a L, but tonight I bounce back Wake up every morning, by the night, I count stacks Knew that ass was real when I hit, it bounce back Last night took a L, but tonight I bounce back Boy, I been broke as hell, cashed a check and bounced back D town LAX, every week I bounce back If you a real one, then you know how to bounce back Look, I woke up in beast mode With my girl, thats beauty and the beast though Been top 5, these niggas sleep though Only thing that sold out is the seats though Nigga how dare you stand before me and not respect my authority If you fuck with my glory, Ima drop the L and get gory I done did everything except worry Hella drama, my life story Faith of a mustard seed, I kept growing I knew that this life was meant for me Niggas change up more than wishin wells Karma come around Ill wish em well Livin like I’m on a limitless pill I kill the scene like I’m Denzel Crazy like my jacket strapped up Nigga, I don’t act but Ill act up Brown paper bag like the lunch packed up Back, back, back, back up Nigga, Ima need like 10 feet Or get stomped out with ten feet Ima always lose my temper You cannot “count to ten” me If I lose 1, I bounce back like 2, 3 did with 4, 5 Seen courtrooms and court sides, ain’t too many seen both sides Nigga, fuck what you know Nigga, I’m takin back control The underdog just turned into the wolf and the hunger steady grows Yeah, I call shots while you call off Never takin summer or fall off When you stay that committed to it, you just fall down and never fall off, so Last night took a L, but tonight I bounce back Wake up every morning, by the night, I count stacks Knew that ass was real when I hit, it bounce back Last night took a L, but tonight I bounce back Boy, I been broke as hell, cashed a check and bounced back D town LAX, every week I bounce back If you a real one, then you know how to bounce back Bounce back, bounce, bounce Bounce back, bounce, bounce Bounce, bounce, bitch, bounce Is you a real one? Is you a real one? Real one Real one Is you a real one? Real one Real one Don
Im living in that 21st century, doing something mean to it Do it better than anybody you ever seen do it Screams from the haters got a nice ring to it I guess every superhero need his theme music No one man should have all that power The clock’s ticking, I just count the hours Stop tripping, Im tripping off the power The system broken, the schools closed, the prisons open We aint got nothing to lose, motherfucker, we rolling Huh? Motherfucker, we rolling With some light-skinned girls and some Kelly Rowlands In this white man world, we the ones chosen So goodnight, cruel world, Ill see you in the morning Huh? Ill see you in the morning This is way too much, I need a moment No one man should have all that power The clocks ticking, I just count the hours Stop tripping, Im tripping off the power Til then, fuck that, the worlds ours And they say, and they say And they say, and they say And they say, and they say Fuck SNL and the whole cast Tell them Yeezy said they can kiss my whole ass More specifically, they can kiss my asshole Im an asshole? You niggas got jokes You short-minded niggas thoughts is Napoleon My furs is Mongolian, my ice brought the goalies in I embody every characteristic of the egotistic He knows hes so fuckin gifted I just needed time alone with my own thoughts Got treasures in my mind, but couldnt open up my own vault My childlike creativity, purity, and honesty Is honestly being crowded by these grown thoughts Reality is catching up with me Taking my inner child, Im fighting for custody With these responsibilities that they entrusted me As I look down at my diamond-encrusted piece Thinking no one man should have all that power The clocks ticking, I just count the hours Stop tripping, Im tripping off the powder Til then, fuck that, the world’s ours And they say, and they say And they say, and they say And they say, and they say Colin Powells, Austin Powers Lost in translation with a whole fuckin nation They say I was the abomination of Obamas nation Well, thats a pretty bad way to start the conversation At the end of the day, goddamnit, Im killing this shit I know damn well yall feeling this shit I dont need your pussy, bitch, Im on my own dick I aint gotta power trip, who you goin home with? How Ye doing? Im survivin I was drinkin earlier, now Im drivin Where the bad bitches, huh? Where you hidin? I got the power make your life so excitin Now this will be a beautiful death Im jumping out the window, Im letting everything go Im letting everything go Mmm, now this will be a beautiful death Im jumping out the window, Im letting everything go Im letting everything go Now this will be a beautiful death Jumping out the window, letting everything go Letting everything go You got the power to let power go?
La-di-da-da-a, da-a La-da-da-da-di-da-da-a, la-a Let me tell you, Im out here From a very far away place All for a chance to be a star Nowhere seems to be too far No more parties in L.A. Please, baby, no more parties in L.A., uh No more parties in L.A. Please, baby, no more parties in L.A., uh No more Please Please Please Hey, baby, you forgot your Ray Bans And my sheets still orange from your spray-tan It was more than soft porn for the K-Man She remember my Sprinter, said "I was in the grape van" Uhm—well, cutie, I like your bougie booty Come, Erykah Badu-me—well, lets make a movie Hell, you know my repertoire is like a wrestler I show you the ropes, connect the dots A country girl that love Hollywood Mama used to cook red beans and rice Now its Dennys, 4 in the morning, spoil your appetite Liquor pouring and niggas swarming your section with erection Smoke in every direction, middle finger pedestrians R&B singers and lesbians, rappers and managers Music and iPhone cameras This shit unanimous for you, its damaging for you, I think That pussy should only be holding exclusive rights to me, I mean He flew you in this motherfucker on first class Even went out his way so you could check in an extra bag Now you wanna divide the yam like it equate the math? That shit dont add up, youre making him mad as fuck She said she came out here to find an A-list rapper I said baby, "Spin that round and say the alphabet backwards" Youre dealing with malpractice, dont kill a good niggas confidence Just cause he a nerd and you dont know what a condom is The head still good, though; the head still good, though Make me say "Nam Myoho Renge Kyo" Make a nigga say big words and act lyrical Make me get spiritual, make me believe in miracles Buddhist monks and Capn Crunch cereal Lord have mercy, thou will not hurt me Five buddies all herded up on a Thursday Bottle service, head service, I came in first place The opportunity, the proper top of breast and booty cheek The pop community, I mean these bitches come with union fee And I want two of these, moving units through consumer streets Then my shoe released, she was kickin in gratuity And yeah, G, I was all for it She said, "K-Lamar, you kinda dumb to be a poet Ima put you on game for the lames that dont know they a rookie Instagram is the best way to promote some pussy" Scary, scary No more parties in L.A. Please, baby, no more parties in L.A. Friday night, tryna make it into the city Breakneck speeds, passenger seat—somethin pretty Thinking back to how I got here in the first place Second-class bitches wouldnt let me on first base A backpack nigga with luxury tastebuds And the Louis Vuitton store got all of my pay stubs Got pussy from beats I did for niggas more famous When did I become A-list? I wasnt even on a list Strippers get invited to where they only got hired When I get on my Steve Jobs, somebody gon get fired I was uninspired since Lauryn Hill retired And 3 Stacks, man, you preaching to the choir Any rumor you ever heard about me was true and legendary I done got Lewinskyd and paid secretaries For all my niggas with babies by bitches That use they kids as meal tickets Not knowin the disconnect from the father The next generation will be the real victims I cant fault em, really I remember Amber told my boy No matter what happens, she aint goin back to Philly Back to our regularly scheduled programmin Of weak content and slow jammin But dont worry, this ones so jammin You know it, L.A., its so jammin I be thinkin every day Mulholland Drive need to put up some goddamn barricades I be paranoid every time, the pressure The problem aint I be drivin, the problem is I be textin My psychiatrist got kids that I inspired First song they played for me was bout their friend that just died Textin and drivin down Mulholland Drive Thats why Id rather take the 405 I be worried bout my daughter, I be worried bout Kim But Saint is baby Ye, I aint worried bout him Had my life threatened by best friends with selfish intents What Im supposed to do? Ride around with a bulletproof car and some tints? Every agent I know, know I hate agents Im too black, Im too vocal, Im too flagrant Something smellin like shit, thats the new fragrance Its just me, I do it my way, bitch Some days Im in my Yeezys, some days Im in my Vans If I knew yall made plans, I wouldnt have popped the Xans I know some fans thought I wouldnt rap like this again But the writers block is over; emcees, cancel your plans A 38-year-old 8-year-old with rich nigga problems Tell my wife that I hate the Rolls so I dont never drive it It took six months to get the Maybach all matted out And my assistant crashed it soon as they backed it out Goddamn! Got a bald fade, I might slam Pink fur, got Nori dressin like Cam Thank God for me! Whole family gettin money, thank God for E! I love rockin jewelry, a whole neckful Bitches say he fun-ny and disrespectful I feel like Pablo when Im workin on my shoes I feel like Pablo when I see me on the news I feel like Pablo when Im workin on my house Tell em partys in here, we dont need to go out We need the turbo thots, high speed, turbo thots Drop-dro-dro-dro-drop, like Robocop She brace herself and hold my stomach, good dickll do that She keep pushin me back, good dickll do that She push me back when the dick go too deep This good dickll put your ass to sleep Get money ! Big, big money And as far as real friends, tell all my cousins I love em Even the one that stole the laptop, you dirty motherfucker! I just keep on lovin you, baby And theres no one else I know can take your pla-, pla-, pla- Please, no more parties in L.A. Please, baby, no more parties in L.A., uh No more parties in L.A. Please, baby, no more parties in L.A., uh No more parties in L.A Please, baby, no more parties in L.A., uh Let me tell you, Im out here from a very far away place All for a chance to be a star Nowhere seems to be too far Swish
Fraud niggas, yall niggas, thats that shit I dont like Your shit make-believe, rappin about my own life Real names kill things, thats that shit I wont write Cause my niggas still sellin dope Like they aint on their third strikes Campin out in that corridor, fuck you waitin on Jordans for? I middle-man it for twenty-three Just meet me somewhere round Baltimore Thats rare, nigga Ric Flair, nigga The powers in my hair, nigga I give this beat the chair, nigga SoHo or Tribeca, three hoes: trifecta Dope money, hope money, Hublot, my watch better My pens better, you dont write, trendsetter, you clone-like Pay homage or Ks vomit, ungrateful niggas I dont like—rrrah! A fuck nigga, thats that shit I dont like A snitch nigga, thats that shit I dont like A bitch nigga, thats that shit I dont like Sneak disser, thats that shit I dont like They smile in my face is what I dont like They steal your whole sound: thats a soundbite The media crucify me like they did Christ They want to find me not breathin like they found Mike A girlll run her mouth only out of spite But Id never hit a woman, never in my life I was in too deep like Mekhi Phife In that pussy so deep, I could have drowned twice Rose gold Jesus piece with the brown ice Eatin good: vegetarian with the brown rice Girls kissin girls, ‘cause its hot, right? But unless they use a strap-on, then they not dykes They aint about that life, they aint about that life We hangin out the window: its about to be a Suge night Free Bump J, real nigga for life Shoutout to Derrick Rose, man, that nigga nice Shoutout to L.E.P., Jay Boogie, right? Chief Keef, King Louie, this is Chi, right? Right?! A fuck nigga, thats that shit I dont like A snitch nigga, thats that shit I dont like A bitch nigga, thats that shit I dont like Sneak disser, thats that shit I dont like Dont like dont like A snitch nigga, thats that shit I dont like Fake Gucci, thats that shit that I dont like Smokin on this dope, higher than a kite This bitch gon love me now, she gon let me pipe Screamin, "Sosa, thats that nigga that I like!" I dont want relations, I just want one night ‘Cause a thirsty bitch, thats the shit that I dont like I got tats up on my arm ‘cause this shit is life And I stunt so much in clothes ‘cause Im livin life I come up on the scene, and Im stealin light Bitch, Im high off life, got me feelin right Bitch, Im Chief Keef, fuck who dont like! An-an-and bitch, we GBE, we just go on sight A fuck nigga, thats that shit I dont like A snitch nigga, thats that shit I dont like A bitch nigga, thats that shit I dont like Sneak disser, thats that shit I dont like Chief Keef, Chi-Town, D-Town, you know? Whoa, we are not one and the same Nigga, Im fuckin insane, fuck is you sayin? Yo ass been doin the same Shit, not doin what you sayin, dang I told yo old bitch she was fuckin a lame Turn one ho to a train Blaow, blang, my niggas holdin that pain I just hope you been prayin—bang bang! Ridin for my niggas and thats for life High class, Im just surrounded by these lowlives And I run this bitch like its no lights Goin hard the whole night cause I aint goin back to my old life I promise A fuck nigga, thats that shit I dont like A snitch nigga, thats that shit I dont like A bitch nigga, thats that shit I dont like Sneak disser, thats that shit I dont like HEEEEH! I done sold purp , I done sold white Runnin outta work, thats that shit I dont like She never let me hit it , she gave me dome twice She blowin up my phone, thats that bitch I dont like Nah, jean jacket with the sleeves cut Put the pressure on em, just when they think that I eased up Thirty for the Cuban, nother thirty for the Jesus Believe in ourselves when nobody else believed us, suckas! A fuck nigga, thats that shit I dont like A snitch nigga, thats that shit I dont like A bitch nigga, thats that shit I dont like Sneak disser, thats that shit I dont like
Real friends, how many of us? How many of us, how many jealous? Real friends Its not many of us, we smile at each other But how many honest? Trust issues Switched up the number, I cant be bothered I cannot blame you for havin an angle I aint got no issues, Im just doin my thing Hope youre doin your thing too Im a deadbeat cousin, I hate family reunions Fuck the church up by drinkin at the communion Spillin free wine, now my tux is ruined In town for a day, what the fuck we doin? Who your real friends? We all came from the bottom Im always blamin you, but whats sad, you not the problem Damn I forgot to call her, shit I thought it was Thursday Why you wait a week to call my phone in the first place? When was the last time I remembered a birthday? When was the last time I wasnt in a hurry? Tell me you want your tickets when its gametime Even to call your daughter on her FaceTime Even when we was young I used to make time Now we be way too busy just to make time Even for my... Real friends I guess I get what I deserve, dont I? Word on the streets is they aint heard from him I guess I get what I deserve, dont I? Talked down on my name, throwed dirt on him I couldnt tell you how old your daughter was Couldnt tell you how old your son is I got my own Jr. on the way, dawg Plus I already got one kid Couldnt tell you much about the fam though I just showed up for the yams though Maybe 15 minutes, took some pictures with your sister Merry Christmas, then Im finished, then its back to business You wanna ask some questions bout some real shit? Like I aint got enough pressure to deal with Please dont pressure me with that bill shit Cause everybody got em that aint children Oh youve been nothin but a friend to me Niggas thinkin Im crazy, you defendin me Its funny I aint spoke to niggas in centuries To be honest, dawg, I aint feelin your energy Money turn your kin into an enemy Niggas aint real as they pretend to be Lookin for real friends How many of us? How many of us are real friends To real friends, til the reel end Til the wheels fall off, til the wheels dont spin To 3 A.M., callin How many real friends? Just to ask you a question Just to see how you was feelin How many? For the last you was frontin I hate when a nigga text you like, "Whats up, fam? Hope you good" You say, "Im good, Im great," the next text they ask you for somethin How many? Whats best for your family, immediate or extended Any argument, the mediall extend it I had a cousin that stole my laptop that I was fuckin bitches on Paid that nigga 250 thousand just to get it from him Real friends Huh? Real friends I guess I get what I deserve, dont I Word on the streets is they aint heard from him I guess I get what I deserve, dont I Talked down on my name, throwed dirt on him
Lost out, beat up Dancin, down there I found you, somewhere out Round round there, right right there Lost and beat up Down there, dancin I found you, somewhere out Right down there, right round there Lost and, found out Turned out, how you thought Daddy, found out That you turned out, how you turned out If mama knew now How you turned out, you too wild You too wild, you too wild You too wild, I need you now Love you Love you Found you, found you Right now, right now Right now, right now If your mama knew how You turned out, you too wild You too wild, you too wild You too wild, and I need you now Lost and found out Cry, Im not sorry Cry, who needs sorry when theres Hennessy? Dont fool yourself Your eyes dont lie, youre much too good to be true Dont fire fight Yeah, I feel you burning, everythings burning Dont fly too high Your wings might melt, youre much too good to be true Im just bad for you Im just bad, bad, bad for you I was lost and beat up Turned out, burned up You found me, through a heartache Didnt know me, you were drawn in I was lost and beat up I was warm flesh, on Caesar You found me, in your gaze Well, I found me, oh, Jesus I was too wild, I was too wild I was too wild, I was too wild I was too wild, I was too wild And I need you now Lost and found out Yeah You gotta let me know if I could be your Joseph Only tell you real shit, thats the tea, no sip Dont trip, dont trip, that pussy slippery, no whip We aint trippin on shit, we just sippin on this Just forget the whole shit, we could laugh about nothin I impregnate your mind, lets have a baby without fuckin, yo I know its corny bitches you wish you could unfollow I know its corny niggas you wish you could unswallow I know its corny bitches you wish you could unfollow I know its corny niggas you wish you could unswallow Ay, I know its corny bitches you wish you could unfollow I know its corny niggas you wish you could unswallow You tried to play nice, everybody just took advantage You left your fridge open, somebody just took a sandwich I said, "Baby, what if you was clubbin Thuggin, hustlin before you met your husband?" Then I said, "What if Mary was in the club Fore she met Joseph, around hella thugs?" Cover Nori in lambs wool We surrounded by the fuckin wolves "What if Mary Was in the club Fore she met Joseph with no love?" Cover Saint in lambs wool We surrounded by The fuckin wolves
I miss the old Kanye, straight from the Go Kanye Chop up the soul Kanye, set on his goals Kanye I hate the new Kanye, the bad mood Kanye The always rude Kanye, spaz in the news Kanye I miss the sweet Kanye, chop up the beats Kanye I gotta say, at that time Id like to meet Kanye See, I invented Kanye, it wasnt any Kanyes And now I look and look around and theres so many Kanyes I used to love Kanye, I used to love Kanye I even had the pink polo, I thought I was Kanye What if Kanye made a song about Kanye Called "I Miss The Old Kanye"? Man, thatd be so Kanye Thats all it was Kanye, we still love Kanye And I love you like Kanye loves Kanye
It may not mean nothin to yall But understand, nothin was done for me So I dont plan on stoppin at all I want this shit forever, mane, ever, mane, ever, mane Im shuttin shit down in the mall And tellin every girl she the one for me And I aint even plannin to call I want this shit forever, mane, ever, mane, ever, mane Last name Ever, first name Greatest Like a sprained ankle, boy, I aint nothin to play with Started off local, but thanks to all the haters I know G-IV pilots on a first name basis In your city, faded off the brown, Nino She insist she got more class, we know Swimmin in the money, come and find me, Nemo If I was at the club, you know I balled, chemo Dropped the mixtape, that shit sounded like an album Whod have thought a countrywide tourd be the outcome? Labels want my name beside a X, like Malcolm Everybody got a deal, I did it without one Yeah, nigga, Im about my business Killin all these rappers, you would swear I had a hit list Everyone who doubted me is askin for forgiveness If you aint been a part of it, at least you got to witness, bitches It may not mean nothin to yall But understand, nothin was done for me So I dont plan on stoppin at all I want this shit forever, mane, ever, mane, ever, mane Im shuttin shit down in the mall And tellin every girl she the one for me And I aint even plannin to call I want this shit forever, mane, ever, mane, ever, mane Ever-ever, Mr. West is in the buildin Aint no question who about to kill em I used to have hood dreams, big fame, big chains I stuck my dick inside this life until that bitch came And went hard all fall like the ball teams Just so I can make it rain all spring Yall seen my story, my glory I had raped the game young, you can call it statutory When a nigga blow up they gonna build statues for me Old money, Benjamin Button, "What?" nothin Now its super bad chicks givin me McLovin You would think I ran the world like Michelles husband You would think these niggas know me when they really doesnt Like they was down with the old me, no you fuckin wasnt Um, youre such a fuckin loser He aint even go to class, Bueller Trade the Grammy plaques just to have my granny back Remember she had that bad hip like a fanny pack? Chasin the stardom will turn you to a maniac All the way in Hollywood and I cant even act They pull the cameras out and goddamn, he snap I used to want this thing forever, yall can have it back It may not mean nothin to yall But understand, nothin was done for me So I dont plan on stoppin at all I want this shit forever, mane, ever, mane, ever, mane Im shuttin shit down in the mall And tellin every girl she the one for me And I aint even plannin to call I want this shit forever, mane, ever, mane, ever, mane Okay, hello, its the Martian, Space Jam Jordans I want this shit forever, wake up and smell the garden Fresher than the harvest, step up to the target If I had one guess, then I guess Im just New Orleans And I will never stop like Im runnin from the cops Hop up in my car and told my chauffeur, "To the top" Life is such a fuckin roller coaster, then it drops But what should I scream for? This is my theme park My mind shine even when my thoughts seem dark Pistol on my side, you dont wanna hear that thing talk Let the king talk, check the price and pay attention Lil Wayne, thats what they gotta say or mention Im like Nevada in the middle of the summer Im restin in the lead, I need a pillow and a cover Shh, my foots sleepin on the gas No brake pads, no such thing as last, uh It may not mean nothin to yall But understand, nothin was done for me So I dont plan on stoppin at all I want this shit forever, mane, ever, mane, ever, mane Im shuttin shit down in the mall And tellin every girl she the one for me And I aint even plannin to call I want this shit forever, mane, ever, mane, ever, mane There they go, packin stadiums as Shady spits his flow Nuts they go, Macadamian, they go so ballistic, whoa He can make them look like bozos Hes wonderin if he should spit this slow, fuck no Go for broke, his cup just runneth over, oh no He aint had him a buzz like this Since the last time that he overdosed They been waitin patiently for Pinocchio to poke his nose Back into the game and they know Rap will never be the same as befo Bashin in the brains of these hoes And establishin a name as he goes The passion in the flame is ignited You cant put it out once we light it This shit is exactly what the fuck That Im talkin about when we riot You dealin with a few true villains Who stand inside of a booth, truth-spillin And spit true feelings until our tooth fillings Come flyin up out of our mouths, now, rewind it Payback, motherfucker For the way that you doubted me, hows it taste? When I slap the taste outta your mouth With the bass so loud that it shakes the place Im Hannibal Lecter, so just in case youre thinkin of savin face You aint gonna have no face to save By the time Im through with this place, so Drake It may not mean nothin to yall But understand, nothin was done for me So I dont plan on stoppin at all I want this shit forever, mane, ever, mane, ever, mane Im shuttin shit down in the mall And tellin every girl she the one for me And I aint even plannin to call I want this shit forever, mane, ever, mane, ever, mane
She take my money when Im in need Yeah, shes a triflin friend indeed Oh, shes a gold digger Way over town that digs on me Now, I aint sayin she a gold digger But she aint messin with no broke niggas Now, I aint sayin she a gold digger But she aint messin with no broke niggas Get down girl, go head, get down Get down girl, go head, get down Get down girl, go head, get down Get down girl, go head Cutie the bomb, met her at a beauty salon With a baby Louis Vuitton under her underarm She said: "I can tell you rock, I can tell by your charm Far as girls, you got a flock I can tell by your charm and your arm" But Im lookin for the one, have you seen her? My psychic told me shell have a ass like Serena Trina, Jennifer Lopez, four kids And I gotta take all they bad asses to ShowBiz? Okay, get your kids, but then they got their friends I pulled up in the Benz, they all got up in We all went to din and then I had to pay If you fuckin with this girl, then you better be paid You know why? It take too much to touch her From what I heard she got a baby by Busta My best friend said she used to fuck with Usher I dont care what none of yall say, I still love her Now, I aint sayin she a gold digger But she aint messin with no broke niggas Now, I aint sayin she a gold digger But she aint messin with no broke niggas Get down girl, go head, get down Get down girl, go head, get down Get down girl, go head, get down Get down girl, go head Eighteen years, eighteen years She got one of your kids, got you for eighteen years I know somebody payin child support for one of his kids His baby mama car and crib is bigger than his You will see him on TV any given Sunday Win the Super Bowl and drive off in a Hyundai She was supposed to buy your shorty Tyco with your money She went to the doctor, got lipo with your money She walkin around lookin like Michael with your money Shoulda got that insured, Geico for your money If you aint no punk Holla, "We want prenup! We want prenup!" Its somethin that you need to have ‘Cause when she leave yo ass, she gon leave with half Eighteen years, eighteen years And on the 18th birthday, he found out it wasnt his? Now, I aint sayin she a gold digger But she aint messin with no broke niggas Now, I aint sayin she a gold digger But she aint messin with no broke niggas Get down girl, go head, get down Get down girl, go head, get down Get down girl, go head, get down Get down girl, go head Now, I aint sayin you a gold digger, you got needs You dont want a dude to smoke, but he cant buy weed You go out to eat, he cant pay, yall cant leave Theres dishes in the back, he gotta roll up his sleeves But while yall washin, watch him He gon make it to a Benz out of that Datsun He got that ambition, baby, look at his eyes This week he moppin floors, next week its the fries So stick by his side I know theres dudes ballin, and yeah, thats nice And they gonna keep callin and tryin, but you stay right, girl And when he get on, hell leave yo ass for a white girl Get down girl, go head, get down Get down girl, go head, get down Get down girl, go head, get down Get down girl, go head Let me hear that back
Some day, some day Some day Ill, I wanna wear a starry crown Some day, some day, some day I wanna lay down, like God did, on Sunday Hold up, hold up Some day, some days, I remembered this on a Sunday Back way, yeah, way, way, burning, mhm-mhm Uh, some days, not gonna please everybody Some days I wanna hit the red dot on everybody Some days, ohh Now that Im livin high, Im smokin marijuana Now that Im livin high, I do whatever I wanna, oh, yeah Ive been tryin to make you love me But everything I try just takes you further from me Some day we gon set it off Some day we gon get this off Baby, dont you bet it all On a pack of Fentanyl You might think they wrote you off They gon have to rope me off Someday the dramall be gone And theyll play this song on and on Sometimes I take all the shine Talk like I drank all the wine Years ahead but way behind Im on one, two, three, four, five No half-truths, just naked minds Caught between space and time This not what we had in mind But maybe some day Ive been tryin to make you love me But everything I try just takes you further from me Woah, once again I am a child I let it all go, of everything that I know, yeah Of everything that I know, yeah And nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free Were still the kids we used to be, yeah, yeah I put my hand on a stove, to see if I still bleed, yeah And nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free Were still the kids we used to be, yeah, yeah I put my hand on a stove, to see if I still bleed, yeah And nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free Were still the kids we used to be, yeah, yeah I put my hand on a stove, to see if I still bleed, yeah And nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free Were still the kids we used to be, yeah, yeah I put my hand on a stove, to see if I still bleed, yeah And nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free
What these bitches want from a nigga? On some DMX shit I group DM my exes I tell em they belong to me, that goes on for forever And I think we just get closer when we not together You tell me that Im confusin More immature than Marques Houston Cuts too deep for a band-aid solution We too deep in this thing, youll never lose me LOLOL, Im glad you find this shit amusin Heard a lot about me fore we started off I know you heard that my pool parties like Mardi Gras I know you heard that my girl is sponsored by Audemars Thats why she always correctin me when my time is off And my house is the definition Of alcohol and weed addiction You got a different vision You wanna walk around naked in the kitchen Without runnin into one of my niggas Thats not the way we livin Too much goin on, its just not realistic These days I dont talk bout them days like I miss em And you shouldnt miss em either, we different people But every time we speakin Its like a lot of games bein played Hows it goin down? If its on til we gone, then I gots to know now Is you wit me or what? Yeah Its like a lot of games are bein played Hows it goin down? If its on til we gone, then I gots to know now Is you wit me or what? Yeah I wanna know how much time you spent on them paragraphs Where youre getting me All that grey in our conversation history, you Playin mind games, when you sayin things Playin mime games, we both doin the same thing Slide on a late night You like to slide on a late night You sent a "Are you here?" text without an invite Thats that shit that I dont like We both slide on a late night Do things in our off time We both, yeah Made some mistakes, pon road Yeah, hows that for real? You toyin with it like Happy Meal 3 dots, you thinkin of a reaction still While youre typin, make sure you tell me What type of games are bein played? Hows it goin down? If its on til we gone, then I gots to know now Is you wit me or what? Yeah What type of games are bein played? Hows it goin down? If its on til we gone, then I gots to know now Is you wit me or what? Yeah Yeah, remember you was livin at The London for a month Service elevator up to 4201 We was still a secret, couldnt come in through the front Girl, I had your back when all you used to do was front Thats for sure though, I made a career off reminiscin Time got a funny way of tickin, things are so much different Ill admit it, Ive admitted to a lot of things Act like you know it, fuck them stories, fuck the shade they throwin Understand I got responsibilities to people that I need And on my way to make this dough A lot of niggas cut the check so they can take this flow A lot of niggas cut the check so they can take this flow Ohhh, ohhh Tryna give your ass the world You runnin your fingers through my curls You knew me when the kid had waves But thats enough of that You could never say I came up and forgot about your ass And thats some real shit
Faaaaaaaa— Faaaaaaaa— Faaaaaaaa— Faaaaaaaa— I told, I told, ayy-ayy, I told you Up in the mornin, miss you bad Sorry I aint call you back, same problem my father had All this time, all he had, all he had And what he dreamed, all his cash Market crashed, hurt him bad People get divorced for that Dropped some stacks, pops is good Mama passed in Hollywood If you ask, lost my soul Drivin fast, lost control Off the road, jaw was broke Member we all was broke Member Im comin back Ill be takin all the stacks, oh I got broads in Atlanta Twistin dope, lean, and the Fanta Stacks, oh Credit cards and the scammers Hittin off licks in the bando Takin all the stacks, oh Black X6, Phantom White X6 looks like a panda Stacks, oh Going out like Im Montana Hundred killers, hundred hammers Black X6, Phantom White X6, panda Pockets swole, Danny Sellin bar, candy Man Im the macho like Randy The choppa go Oscar for Grammy Bitch nigga, pull up ya panty Hope you killas understand me I just wanna feel liberated, I, I, I I just wanna feel liberated, I, I, I Panda, panda, panda, panda Takin all the stacks, oh Panda, panda, panda Stacks, oh Takin all the stacks, oh I got broads in Atlanta Twist the dope, lean and shit, sippin Fanta Stacks, oh Credit cards and the scammers Wake up Versace, shit life Desiigner Takin all the stacks, oh Whole bunch of lavish shit They be askin round town who be clappin shit I be pullin up stuff in the Phantom ship I got plenty of stuff of Bugatti, whip look how I try this shit Black X6, Phantom White X6, killin on camera My joy How can I find you? Who do you turn to? How do I bind you? If I dont turn to you No other help I know, I stretch my hands
I been waiting for a minute For my lady So I cant jeopardize that for one of these hoes I been livin without limits As far as my business Im the only one thats in control I been feeling all Ive given For my children I will die for those I love God, Im willing To make this my mission Give up the women Before I lose half of what I own I been thinking Bout my vision Pour out my feelings Revealing the layers to my soul My soul The layers to my soul Revealing the layers to my soul They wish I would go ahead and fuck my life up Cant let them get to me And even though I always fuck my life up Only I can mention me See, before I let you go One last thing I need to let you know You aint never seen nothing crazier than This nigga when he off his Lexapro Remember that last time in Mexico? Remember that last time, the episode? Asking me why the hell I text in code? Four times just to say, "Dont text me, ho" Told you four times, "Dont test me, ho" And we finna lose all self-control But you aint finna be raising your voice at me Especially when we in the Giuseppe store But Ima have the last laugh in the end Cause Im from a tribe called check a ho Yeah, Ima have to laugh in the end Cause Im from a tribe called check a ho And I... They wish I would go ahead and fuck my life up Cant let them get to me And even though I always fuck my life up Only I can mention me They wish I would go ahead and fuck my life up Cant let them get to me And even though I always fuck my life up Only I can mention me See through the veil And forget all of your cares Throw them Throw them away Dont stop your loving Dont stop for nothing No, not for nothing They dont wanna see me love you Dont now, dont stop it They always love it They always wanna They dont wanna see me love you See through the veil They dont wanna see me love you And forget all your cares They dont wanna see me love you Throw them Throw them away Ooh, lifes a feeling and Ooh, the body is a feeling, yeah
La, la, la la Wait til I get my money right I had a dream I could buy my way to heaven When I awoke, I spent that on a necklace I told God Id be back in a second Man its so hard not to act reckless To whom much is given, much is tested Get arrested guess until he get the message I feel the pressure, under more scrutiny And what I do? Act more stupidly Bought more jewelry, more Louis V My mama couldnt get through to me The drama, people suing me Im on TV talking like its just you and me Im just saying how I feel man I aint one of the Cosbys, I aint go to Hillman I guess the money shouldve changed him I guess I shouldve forgot where I came from La, la, la la Wait til I get my money right La, la, la la Then you cant tell me nothing, right? Excuse me, was you saying something? Uh-uh, you cant tell me nothing You cant tell me nothing Uh-uh, you cant tell me nothing Let up the suicide doors This is my life, homie, you decide yours I know that Jesus died for us But I couldnt tell ya who decide wars So I parallel double parked that motherfucker sideways Old folks talking bout, "Back in my day" But homie, this is my day Class started 2 hours ago, oh, am I late? No, I already graduated And you can live through anything if Magic made it They say I talk with so much emphasis Ooh, they so sensitive Dont ever fix your lips like collagen And say something when you gon end up apologing Let me know if its a problem then, aight, man, holla, then La, la, la la Wait til I get my money right La, la, la la Then you cant tell me nothing, right? Excuse me, was you saying something? Uh-uh, you cant tell me nothing You cant tell me nothing Uh-uh, you cant tell me nothing Let the champagne splash, let that man get cash Let that man get past He dont even stop to get gas If he can move through the rumors, he can drive off of fumes cause How he move in a room full of nos? How he stay faithful in a room full of hoes? Must be the pharaohs, he in tune with his soul So when he buried in a tomb full of gold Treasure, whats your pleasure? Life is a, UH, depending how you dress her So if the Devil wear Prada, Adam Eve wear nada Im in between but way more fresher With way less effort, cause when you try hard Thats when you die hard Your homies looking like why God When they reminisce over you, my God La, la, la la Wait til I get my money right La, la, la la Then you cant tell me nothing, right? Excuse me, was you saying something? Uh-uh, you cant tell me nothing You cant tell me nothing Uh-uh, you cant tell me nothing La, la, la la Wait til I get my money right La, la, la la Then you cant tell me nothing, right?
Turn it up! Step up in this bitch like Im the one your bitch like Yeah Im the one your bitch like And I be talkin shit like I aint scared to lose a fistfight And she grabbin on my, like She wanna see if itll fit right Thats just the wave Waves dont die Let me crash here for the moment, yeah I dont need to own it No lie Waves dont die, baby Let me crash here for a moment Baby, I dont, I dont need to own you Sun dont shine in the shade, ugh Bird cant fly in a cage, ugh Even when somebody go away The feelings dont really go away Thats just the wave Waves dont die Let me crash here for the moment I dont need to own it No lie Waves dont die, baby Let me crash here for a moment Baby, I dont, I dont need to own you No lie No lie No lie You set the night on fire Im still gon be here in the morning No lie No lie Ooh baby, ooh baby, ooh yeah You set the night on fire Im still gon be here in the morning No lie
Hard to see, ooh The hang ups we have today Said we need to strive for more liberty Lift yourself up on your feet, lets get it on Lift yourself up on your feet, lets get it on Lift yourself up on your feet, lets get it on Lift yourself up on your feet, lets get it on Lift yourself up on your feet, lets get it on Lift yourself up on your feet, lets get it on Lift yourself up on your feet, lets get it on Lift yourself up on your feet, lets get it on Lift yourself up on your feet, lets get it on Lift yourself up on your feet, lets get it on Lift yourself up on your feet, lets get it on Lift yourself up on your feet, lets get it on Hard to see, ooh The hang ups we have today Said we need to strive for more liberty Lift yourself up on your feet Lift yourself up on your feet Lift yourself up on your feet Lift yourself up on your feet Lift Lift your- lift your-, lift yourself Lift-lift your-, lift your-, lift your-, lift your-, lift-lift Hard to see, ooh The hang ups we have today-ay-ay But they dont really realize, though Said we need to strive for more liberty This next verse, this next verse though Lift yourself up on your feet These bars Lift yourself up on your feet Watch this, go Poopy-di scoop Scoop-diddy-whoop Whoop-di-scoop-di-poop Poop-di-scoopty Scoopty-whoop Whoopity-scoop, whoop-poop Poop-diddy, whoop-scoop Poop, poop Scoop-diddy-whoop Whoop-diddy-scoop Whoop-diddy-scoop, poop
Aint no question if I want it, I need it I can feel it slowly drifting away from me Im on the edge, so why you playing? Im saying I will never ever let you live this down, down, down Not for nothing, Ive foreseen it, I dreamed it I can feel it slowly drifting away from me No more chances, if you blow this, you bogus I will never ever let you live this down, down, down Penitentiary chances, the devil dances And eventually answers to the call of autumn All them fallin for the love of ballin Got caught with thirty rocks, the cop look like Alec Baldwin Inter-century anthems based off inner-city tantrums Based off the way we was branded Face it, Jerome get more time than Brandon And at the airport, they check all through my bag And tell me that its random But we stay winning This week has been a bad massage, I need a happy ending And a new beginning and a new fitted And some job opportunities thats lucrative This the real world, homie, school finished They done stole your dreams, you dont know who did it I treat the cash the way the government treats AIDS I wont be satisfied til all my niggas get it, get it? Aint no question if I want it, I need it I can feel it slowly drifting away from me Im on the edge, so why you playing? Im saying I will never ever let you live this down, down, down Is hip-hop just a euphemism for a new religion? The soul music of the slaves that the youth is missing But this is more than just my road to redemption Malcolm West had the whole nation standing at attention As long as Im in Polo smiling, they think they got me But theyd try to crack me if they ever see a Black me I thought I chose a field where they couldnt sack me If a nigga aint shootin a jumpshot, runnin a track meet But this pimp is at the top of Mount Olympus Ready for the worlds games, this is my Olympics We make em say ho cause the game is so pimpish Choke a South Park writer with a fishstick I insisted to get up off of this dick And these drugs, niggas cant resist it Remind me when they tried to have Ali enlisted If I ever wasnt the greatest, nigga, I must have missed it Aint no question if I want it, I need it I can feel it slowly drifting away from me Im on the edge, so why you playing? Im saying I will never ever let you live this down, down, down I need more drinks and less lights And that American Apparel girl in just tights She told the director she tryna get in a school He said, "Take them glasses off and get in the pool" Its been a while since I watched the tube Cause like a Crip set, I got way too many blues for any more bad news I was looking at my resume, feeling real fresh today They rewrite history, I dont believe in yesterday And whats a Black Beatle anyway, a fuckin roach? I guess thats why they got me sitting in fuckin coach My guy said I need a different approach Cause people is looking at me like Im sniffin coke Its not funny anymore, try different jokes Tell em hug and kiss my ass, X and O And kiss the ring while they at it, do my thing while I got it Play strings for the dramatic ending of that wack shit Act like I aint had a belt in two classes I aint got it, Im coming after whoever who has it Im coming after whoever, who has it? You blowin up, thats good, fantastic That, yall, its like that, yall I dont really give a fuck about it at all Cause the same people that tried to blackball me Forgot about two things, my Black balls Aint no question if I want it, I need it I can feel it slowly drifting away from me Im on the edge, so why you playing? Im saying I will never ever let you live this down, down, down Ayy, yo I done copped Timbs, lived in lenses, kid Armani suits, fresh fruits, Bally boots, and Benzes Counting up, smoking, one cuff Live as a red Jag, a Louis bag, grabbin a blunt, fuck it Steam about a hundred and one Ls Kites off to jails, buyin sweats, running up in Stetson Nigga hat game was special It matched every black pair of Nikes, throwing dice for decimals The older head, bolder head, would train a soldier head Make sure he right in the field, not a soldier dead That meant code red, bent off the black skunk The black Dutch, back of the old shed If you cant live, you dying, you give or buy in Keep it real or keep it moving, keep grinding Keep shining, to every young man, this is a plan Learn from others like your brothers Rae and Kanye Not for nothing, Ive forseen it, I dreamed it I can feel it slowly drifting away from me No more chances, if you blow this, you bogus I will never ever let you live this down, down, down
All day, nigga Dance, ayy, ayy ayy ayy All day, nigga How long you niggas ball? All day, nigga How much time you spent at the mall? All day, nigga How many runners do you got on call? All day, nigga Swish, swish, how long they keep you in court? All day, nigga Take you to get this fly? All day, nigga Tell your P.O. how-how long you been high? All day, nigga You already know I’m straight from the Chi, all day, nigga South, south, south side! All day, nigga This Ye, nigga Shoppin for the winter and it’s just May, nigga Ball so hard, man, this shit cray, nigga And you aint gettin money less you got eight figures For that Jesus piece, man, Ive been saved, nigga Just talked to Farrakhan, thats sensei, nigga Told him Ive been on ten since the 10th grade, nigga Got a middle finger longer than Dikembe, my nigga, uh I dont let em play with me I dont let em talk to me no kind of way Uh, they better watch what they say to me Niggas still gettin popped on the day to day Yeah, I still got the hundred with the small face, nigga Might spend 50 racks on my off day, nigga You a fake Denzel like the Allstate nigga If you run into me, better have Allstate with yah You a Rico Suave nigga Ride round listen to Sade, nigga If you aint with us, you in our way, nigga You an actor, you should be on Broadway, nigga Cause you do shit the broad way, nigga Your bitch got a ass, but my broad way thicker Late for the class, in the hallway, nigga Yeah, the dropout at it as always nigga, as always All day, nigga I took a young sweet breath, and I reached into my Earth Gave him what I had left At that moment I dispersed At that moment I dispersed All day, nigga How-h-how long you ball? All day, nigga How much time you spent at the mall? All day, nigga How long it take you to get this fly? All day, nigga Tell your P.O. how-how long you been high? All day, nigga Pour some Hen out for my niggas that died, all day, nigga And I keep a bad bitch on the passenger side, all day, nigga You already know I’m straight from the Chi, all day, nigga South, south, south side! All day, nigga I could do this all day, boy, Im finna turn this bitch out They need that Ye in the streets, boy, theres been a mothafuckin drought Dont really matter what I make, boy, you know I still go wild Like a light-skinned slave, boy, we in the mothafuckin house! Right now, you lookin real sus right now I swear Ive been on this flight like a month right now Stupid niggas gettin money, Forrest Gump right now Shout-out to Jackie Chan, I need to stunt right now Theyve been lookin at the Gram, Ive been lookin at the Grammys Like, huh, thats us right now 24/7, 365 days, everybody gettin paid Niggas lookin at me like Im worth both MJs People saying, "Ye, Ye, take it easy" 20 Gs for the Yeezys off of eBay Niggas do the most and they aint done shit Only way I can sum it up, sumbitch Hands up, hands up, hands up So wont you dance? ayy, ayy ayy ayy I took a young sweet breath, and I reached into my Earth Gave him what I had left At that moment I dispersed At that moment I dispersed Get low, alright Get low, alright What up? Alright, alright Stay low, alright Stay low, alright Stay low, alright South, south, south side! All day, nigga Whistling Well, well, well, let me run Let me run to see who came undone Youve been right in my face Let me run til youre off my case Whooooa, whooooa Whooooa, whooooa Whooooa, whooooa Whooooa, whooooa 1K
I can hold my liquor But this man can’t handle his weed Dark and lonely now On Chicago, south of town Im onto Indiana I heard it in the radio now I cant handle no liquor But these bitches cant handle me I cant control my niggas And my niggas, they cant control me You say you know me, my nigga But you really just know the old me Bitch, Im back out my coma, wakin up on your sofa When I parked my Range Rover, slightly scratched your Corolla Okay, I smashed your Corolla Im hangin on a hangover, five years we been over Ask me why I came over, one more hit and I can own ya One more fuck and I can own ya, one cold night in October Pussy had me floatin, feel like Deepak Chopra Pussy had me dead, might call 2Pac over Yeezys all on your sofa, these the Red Octobers Still aint learn me no manners, you love me when I aint sober You love me when Im hungover, even when I blow doja Then her auntie came over, skinny bitch with no shoulders Tellin you that Im bogus, bitch, you dont even know us "Baby girl, hes a loner, baby girl, hes a loner" Late-night organ donor, after that, he disown ya After that hes just hopeless, soul mates become soulless "When its over its over," and, bitch, Im back out my coma Callin up your uncles place Shits all over the place I dont hear your phone Oh, I wanna phone home I cant handle no liquor But these bitches cant handle me I cant control my niggas And my niggas, they cant control me You say you know me, my nigga But you really just know the old me I heard you need a new fad I heard you need a new stack I heard you need a new phone I know your rents aint be home Callin up your uncles place Shits all over the place I dont hear your phone Oh, I wanna phone home
I should be downtown, whipping on the way to you You got something that belongs to me Your body language says it all Despite the things you said to me Who is it thats got you all gassed up? Changin your opinion on me I was only gone for the last few months But you dont have the time to wait on me I tried with you Theres more to life than sleeping in and getting high with you I had to let go of us to show myself what I could do And that just didnt sit right with you, yea And now youre tryna make me feel a way, on purpose Now youre throwing it back in my face, on purpose Now youre talking down on my name, on purpose, yeah And you dont feel no way, you think I deserve it Worlds, worlds, worlds famous Worlds, worlds, worlds famous Feel a way, feel a way, young nigga feel a way Ive stopped listenin to things you say Cause you dont mean it anyway, yeah Feel a way, feel a way, young nigga feel a way Maybe we just should have did things my way Instead of the other way I tried with you Theres more to life than sleeping in and getting high with you I had to let go of us to show myself what I could do And that just didnt sit right with you, yea And now youre tryna make me feel a way, on purpose Now youre throwing it back in my face, on purpose Now youre talking down on my name, on purpose, yeah And you dont feel no way, you think I deserve it Worlds, worlds, worlds famous Worlds, worlds, worlds famous Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Feel a way, feel a way, young nigga feel a way Ive stopped listening to things you say Feel a way, feel a way, young nigga feel a way Ive stopped listening to things you say
Uh Uh I love it, though I love it, though, huh, you know? Uh, put your hands to the constellations The way you look should be a sin, you my sensation I know Im preachin to the congregation We love Jesus, but you done learned a lot from Satan I mean, a nigga did a lot of waiting We aint married, but tonight I need some consummation May the Lord forgive us, may the gods be with us In that magic hour, I seen good Christians Make brash decisions, oh, she do it What happened to religion? Oh, she lose it She putting on her makeup, she casually allure Text message break-ups, the casualty of tour How she gon wake up and not love me no more? I thought I was the asshole, I guess its rubbin off Hood phenomenon, the LeBron of rhyme Hard to be humble when you stunting on a jumbotron Im looking at her like, "This what you really wanted, huh?" Why we argue anyway? Oh, I forgot, its summertime Put your hands to the constellations The way you look should be a sin, you my sensation I know Im preachin to the congregation We love Jesus, but she done learned a lot from Satan Satan, Satan, Satan I mean, a nigga did a lot of waiting We aint married, but tonight I need some consummation When the sun go down, its the magic hour, the magic hour And outta all the colors thatll fill up the skies You got green on your mind, I can see it in your eyes Why you standing there with your face screwed up? Dont leave while youre hot, thats how Mase screwed up Throwin shit around, the whole place screwed up Maybe I should call Mase so he could pray for us I hit the Jamaican spot, at the bar, take a seat I ordered the jerk, she said you are what you eat You see, I always loved that sense of humor But tonight, you should have seen how quiet the room was The Lyor Cohen of Dior Homme Thats "Dior Homme," not "Dior, homie" The crib Scarface, could it be more Tony? You love me for me, could you be more phony? Put your hands to the constellations The way you look should be a sin, you my sensation Havent said a word, havent said a word to me this evening Cat got your tongue? Lookin at my bitch, I bet she give your ass a bone Lookin at my wrist, itll turn your ass to stone Stretch limousine, sipping rosé all alone Double-headed monster with a mind of his own Cherry-red chariot, excess is just my character All-black tux, niggas shoes lavender I never needed acceptance from all you outsiders Had cyphers with Yeezy before his mouth wired Before his jaw shattered, climbing up the Lords ladder We still speedin, running signs like they dont matter, uh Hater talkin never made me mad Never that, not when Im in my favorite paper tag Therefore, G4s at the Clearport When it come to tools, fool, Im a Pep Boy When it came to dope, I was quick to export Never tired of ballin, so its on to the next sport New Mercedes sedan, the Lex sport So many cars, DMV thought it was mail fraud Different traps I was gettin mail from Polk County, Jacksonville, right in Melbourne Whole clique appetites had tapeworms Spinnin Teddy Pendergrass vinyl as my J burns I shed a tear before the nights over God bless the man I put this ice over Getting 2Pac money twice over Still a real nigga, red Coogi sweater, dice-roller Im makin love to the angel of death Catchin feelings, never stumble, retracin my steps Uh
You might think youve peeped the scene You havent, the real ones far too mean The watered-down one, the one you know Was made up centuries ago They made it sound all wack and corny Yes, its awful blasted boring Twisted fictions, sick addiction Well, gather round, children, zip it, listen Can we get much higher? Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh Can we get much higher? Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh Can we get much higher? Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh Can we get much higher? Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I fantasized bout this back in Chicago Mercy, mercy me, that Murciélago Thats me the first year that I blow How you say broke in Spanish? Mi no hablo Me drown sorrow in that Diablo Me found bravery in my bravado DJs need to listen to the models You aint got no fuckin Yeezy in your Serato? Stupid, but what the hell do I know? Im just a Chi-Town nigga with a Nas flow And my chick in that new Phoebe Philo So much head, I woke up to Sleepy Hollow Can we get much higher? Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh Look like a fat booty Celine Dion Sex is on fire, Im the King of Leona Lewis Beyond the truest Hey, teacher, teacher, tell me how do you respond to students? And refresh the page and restart the memory? Re-spark the soul and rebuild the energy? We stopped the ignorance, we killed the enemy Sorry for the night demons that still visit me The plan was to drink until the pain over But whats worse, the pain or the hangover? Fresh air, rollin down the window Too many Urkels on your team, thats why your wins low Dont make me pull the toys out, huh Dont make me pull the toys And fire up the engines, huh And then they make noise Can we get much higher? Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh At the mall, there was a seance Just kids, no parents Then the sky filled with herons Saw the devil in a Chrysler LeBaron And the hell, it wouldnt spare us And the fires did declare us But after that, took pills, kissed an heiress And woke up back in Paris Can we get much higher? Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh, oh Can we get much higher? Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh Can we get much higher? Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh Can we get much higher? Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh Can we get much higher? Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh, oh
Bad luck to talk on these rides Mind on the road, your dilated eyes watch the clouds float White Ferrari, had a good time I let you out at Central I didnt care to state the plain Kept my mouth closed, were both so familiar White Ferrari, good times Stick by me, close by me You were fine, you were fine here Thats just a slow body You left when I forgot to speak So I text the speech, lesser speeds, Texas speed, yes Basic takes its toll on me, ventually, ventually, yes Ahh, on me ventually, ventually, yes I care for you still and I will forever That was my part of the deal, honest We got so familiar Spending each day of the year White Ferrari, good times In this life , in this life One too many years Some tattooed eyelids on a facelift Mind over matter is magic, I do magic If you think about it, itll be over in no time And thats life Love Im sure were taller in another dimension You say were small and not worth the mention You’re tired of movin, your bodys achin We could vacay, theres places to go Clearly this isnt all that there is Cant take whats been given But were so okay here, were doing fine Primal and naked You dream of walls that hold us in prison Its just a skull, least thats what they call it And were free to roam
Blazin, mi dont want dem Mi need dem Blazin Suh mi tek har outta bugah red and put her in a tall skirt And now she find out what life is really worth No to X rated Yo mi tek har outta bugah red and put her in a tall skirt And now she find out what life is really worth No to X rated I am a God I am a God I am a God I am a God Hurry up with my damn massage Hurry up with my damn ménage Get the Porsche out the damn garage I am a God Even though Im a man of God My whole life in the hand of God So yall better quit playin with God Soon as they like you make em unlike you Cause kissin people ass is so unlike you The only rapper compared to Michael So heres a few hatin-ass niggas to fight you And heres a few snake-ass niggas to bite you And I dont even wanna hear bout what niggas might do Old niggas mentally still in high school Since the tight jeans they aint never liked you Pink-ass polos with a fuckin backpack But everybody know you brought real rap back Nobody had swag, man, we the Rat Pack Virgil, Pyrex, Don C snapback Ibn diamond, Chi-town shinin Monop in this bitch again, changed the climate Hop in this bitch to give Saint the garment Until the day I get struck by lightning I am a God So hurry up with my damn massage In a French-ass restaurant Hurry up with my damn croissants I am a God I am a God I am a God Ahh! Ahh! I just talked to Jesus He said, "What up, Yeezus?" I said, "Shit—Im chillin Tryna stack these millions" I know he the most high But I am a close high Mi casa, su casa Thats our cosa nostra I am a God I am a God I am a God Ahh! Ahh! Ahh! Ahh! Aint no way Im givin up, Im a God
Yeah, 9:08 L.A. time Back in the lab and shit My wife said, I cant say no to nobody And at this rate we gon both die broke Got friends that ask me for money knowin Im in debt And like my wife said, I still didnt say no People tryna say Im goin crazy on Twitter My friends best advice was to stay low I guess its hard to decipher all of the bills Especially when you got family members on payroll The media said it was outlandish spendin The media said hes way out of control I just feel like Im the only one not pretendin Im not out of control, Im just not in their control I know Im the most influential That TIME cover was just confirmation This generations closest thing to Einstein So dont worry about me, Im fine I can see a thousand years from now in real life Skate on the paradigm and shift it when I feel like Troll conventional thought, dont need to question I know its antiquated so sometimes I get aggressive Thank God for Jay Electra, he down with the mission Did it with no permission, on our own conditions Most blacks with money have been beaten to submission Yeezy with the big house, did it way different Never listen to Hollywood producers Dont stare at money too long, its Medusa The ultimate Gemini has survived I wasnt supposed to make it past 25 Yeah, youre lookin at the church in the night sky Wonderin whether Gods gonna say hi Oh, youre lookin at the church in the night sky And you wonder where is God in your nightlife Yeah, youre lookin at the church in the night sky Wonderin whether Gods gonna say hi Yeah, I feel like Im home, yeah, yeah Ive been wakin the spirits of millions more to come A million illegally downloaded my truth over the drums I believe in the children, listen to the kids, bro If the phone ringin, go and get your kids, ho Brother Don Muhammad told the minister about the presentation He sat back and smiled Black on black lies is worse than black on black crime The Jews share their truth on how to make a dime Most black men couldnt balance a checkbook But buy a new car, talkin bout, "How my neck look?" Well, it all looks great Four hundred years later, we buyin our own chains The light is before us brothers, so the devil workin hard Real family stick together and see through the mirage The smokescreens, perceptions of false reality Who the real owner if your boss gets a salary? I am one with the people I am one with the people Ive been woken from enlightened mans dream Checkin Instagram comments to crowdsource my self-esteem Let me not say too much or do too much Cause if Im up way too much, Im out of touch Im prayin a out-of-body experience will happen So the people can see my light, now its not just rappin God, I have humbled myself before the court Drop my ego and confidence was my last resort I know, I know He got a plan, I know Im on Your beams One set of footsteps, You was carryin me When I turned on the news and they was buryin me One set of footsteps, You was carryin me When I was negotiatin with Apple, it was Larry and me Told Tim Cook to call me, I was scary to see I wouldve took a hundred million and gave twenty to Hov I heard its the way they did it when we only had a stove But its better that I stayed at home with my folks Cause if Jay a billionaire then Ima never go broke Only thing I ask is next time Im on stage we all go We all go Not just by myself, lookin for niggas like wheres Waldo She got the same shoes as my wife but she copped em at Aldo Modern-day MJ, with a off-the-wall flow Nightlife, walk all over me Walk all over me Im deliverin everything Ive ever sent that youll bring Fly, fly, fly overseas Fly overseas Oh, anywhere, everything but in between Oh, yeah Yeah, youre lookin at the church in the night sky Wonderin whether Gods gonna say hi Oh, youre lookin at the church in the night sky And you wonder where is God in your nightlife Yeah, youre lookin at the church in the night sky Wonderin whether Gods gonna say hi Oh, youre lookin at the church in the night sky And you wonder where is God in your nightlife Please face me when I speak Please say to me somethin before you leave Youve been treatin me like Im invisible, now Im visible to you Oh, the invisible truth stay sober I cant quite understand the games you play Understand, understand, understand Im standin under oath And I promised I, I wouldnt fall anymore But Im cryin at the bar Im wishin that you saw my scars, man Im wishin that you came down here and stood by me And looked at me like you knew me But I feel so alone Like I dont know anyone except the night sky above Yeah, youre lookin at the church in the night sky Wonderin whether Gods gonna say hi Oh, youre lookin at the church in the night sky And you wonder where is God in your nightlife Yeah, youre lookin at the church in the night sky Wonderin whether Gods gonna say hi Oh, youre lookin at the church in the night sky And you wonder where is God in your nightlife
Whose fault? Lets play the blame game, I love you more Lets play the blame game for sure Lets call out names, names, I hate you more Lets call out names, names for sure Ill call you bitch for short As a last resort and my first resort You call me motherfucker for long At the end of it, you know we both were wrong But I love to play the blame game, I love you more Lets play the blame game for sure Lets call out names, names, I hate you more Lets call out names, names for sure On the bathroom wall I wrote "Id rather argue with you than to be with someone else" I took a piss and dismiss it like "fuck it" And I went and found somebody else Fuck arguing and harvesting the feelings Yo, Id rather be by my fuckin self Til about 2 a.m. and I call back And I hang up and I start to blame myself Somebody help Lets play the blame game, I love you more Lets play the blame game for sure Lets call out names, names, I hate you more Lets call out names, names for sure You werent perfect, but you made life worth it Stick around, some real feelings might surface Been a long time since I spoke to you in a bathroom Grippin you up, fuckin and chokin you What the hell was I supposed to do? I know you aint gettin this type of dick from that local dude And if you are, I hope you have a good time Cause I definitely be havin mine And you aint finna see a mogul get emotional Every time I hear about other niggas is strokin you Lie and say I hit you, he sittin there consoling you Runnin my name through the mud, whos provoking you? You should be grateful a nigga like me ever noticed you Now you noticeable and cant nobody get control of you 1 a.m. and cant nobody get a hold of you Im callin your brothers phone, like, what was I supposed to do? Even though I knew he never told the truth He was just gon say whatever that you told him to At a certain point, I had to stop asking questions Yall got dirt on each other like mud wrestlers I heard he bought some coke with my money, that aint right, girl You gettin blackmailed for that white girl You always said, "Yeezy, I aint your right girl Youll probably find one of them I like art-type girls" "All of the lights," she was caught in the hype, girl And I was satisfied bein in love with a lie Now who to blame? You to blame? Me to blame? For the pain And it poured every time when it rained Lets play the blame game, I love you more Lets play the blame game for sure Things used to be, now they not Anything but us is who we are Disguising ourselves as secret lovers Weve become public enemies We walk away like strangers in the street Gone for eternity We erased one another So far from where we came With so much of everything How do we leave with nothing? Lack of visual empathy equates the meaning of L-O-V-E Hatred and attitude tear us entirely Chloe Mitchell Lets play the blame game, I love you more Lets play the blame game for sure Lets call out names, names, I hate you more Lets call out names, names, for sure I cant love you this much, I cant love you this much I cant love you this much, I cant love you this much I cant love you this much, no, I cant love you this much I cant love you this much, I cant love you this much And I know that you are somewhere doing your thing And when the phone called, it just ring and ring You aint pick up, but your phone accidentally called me back And I heard the whole thing I heard the whole thing, whole thing, whole thing, whole thing Oh my God Baby, you done took this shit to another motherfuckin level Now, a neighborhood nigga like me aint supposed to be gettin no pussy like this Goddamn, goddamn Who taught you how to get sexy for a nigga? You never used to talk dirty, but now you goddamn disgusting My, my God, whered you learn that? Look at you, motherfuckin butt-ass-naked With them motherfuckin Jimmy Choos on Who taught you how to put some motherfuckin Jimmy Choos on? Yo, you took your pussy game up a whole nother level This is some Cirque du Soleil pussy now, shit You done went all porno on a nigga, okay? And I-I-I-I, I love it, and I thank you I thank you, my dick thanks you Howd you learn, how, how did your pussy game come up? I was fuckin parts of your pussy Id never fucked before I was in there like, "Oh shit, I never been here before Ive never even seen this part of Pussy Town before" Its like you got this shit reupholstered or some shit What the fuck happened? Who, who the fuck got your pussy all reupholstered? You know what, I got to thank Yeezy And when I see that nigga, Ima thank him Ima buy the album, Ima download that motherfucker Ima shoot a bootlegger Thats how good I feel about this nigga Ah I still cant believe you got me this watch This motherfucker is the exact motherfucker I wanted With the bezel? This is the motherfucker I wanted I saw this shit, I saw it, Twista had this shit on in The Source I member, Twista had this motherfucker on in The Source Thats right, thats right Yo, yo, babe, yo, yo, this the best birthday ever Whered you learn to treat a nigga like this? Yeezy taught you well Yeezy taught you well
Dirt and grime and filth inside The story of my lifetime Of cheating, stealing, never feeling Pain of a brother, your dirty mother Ha, ha, ha, look how far we are G-G-G-Good work, Charlie Yeezy, Yeezy, Yeezy just jumped over Jumpman Yeezy, Yeezy, Yeezy just jumped over Jumpman Yeezy, Yeezy, Yeezy, I feel so accomplished I done talked a lot of shit but I just did the numbers Herzog and Adidas, man, you know they love it If Nike aint have Drizzy, man, they would have nothin, woo! If Nike aint have Don C, man, they would have nothin, ooh! But Im all for the family, tell em, "Get your money" Yeezy, Yeezy, Yeezy, they line up for days Nike out here bad, they cant give shit away I stuck to my roots, Im like Jimmy Fallon I aint dropped the album but the shoes went platinum Every time I talk, they say Im too aggressive I was out here spazzin, now yall get the message?! On the field Im over-reckless, on my Odell Beckham 2020, Ima run the whole election, yah! Ive been trending years, yall a couple days Yeezy in the house and we just got appraised Nike, Nike treat employees just like slaves Gave LeBron a billi not to run away Ten-thousand dollar fur for Nori, I just copped it Your baby daddy wont even take your daughter shoppin I done wore designers I wont wear again Make em niggas famous, they get arrogant Yeezy, Yeezy, Yeezy just jumped over Jumpman, ah! Yeezy, Yeezy, Yeezy just jumped over Jumpman Yeezy, Yeezy, Yeezy, this is pure luxury I give em Grey Poupon on a DJ Mustard, ah! If you aint poppin shit then why you rap for, huh? Plus Kimoji just shut down the app store, ah! And we made a million a minute, we made a million a minute Yeah, we made a million a minute, we made a million a minute, ah! Do anybody feel bad for Bill Cosby? Did he forget the names just like Steve Harvey? Tell Adidas that we need a million in production I done told yall, all I needed was the infrastructure Now we hottest in the streets, it aint no discussion James Harden, Swaggy P runnin up the budget Keep the work at my baby mamas mamas house Im a jerk, you need to work, you need to call my spouse Yeezy, Yeezy, take a picture with me on Rodeo Yeezy, Yeezy, Yeezy, I might do my own hotel Couches, couches, couches, couches, which one should I pick? I need extra deep, I like my bitches extra thick Every time I see the news, man it bring me home Call up DJ Mano, shout out Twilite Tone We just blessed to be alive, yeah, aint that the truth? So lets celebrate the life of Timbuck2 Timbuck2, Timbuck2 Ha, ha, ha, look how far we are, are, are, are, are, are, are
You know, a lot of girls be Thinkin my songs are about them This is not to get confused This ones for you Baby, you my everything, you all I ever wanted We could do it real big, bigger than you ever done it You be up on everything, other hoes aint never on it I want this forever, I swear I can spend whatever on it Cause she hold me down every time I hit her up When I get right, I promise that we gon live it up She made me beg for it til she give it up And I say the same thing every single time I say, you the fuckin best , you the fuckin best You the fuckin best , you the fuckin best You the best I ever had , best I ever had Best I ever had , best I ever had I say, you the fuckin Know you got a roommate, call me when theres no one there Put the key under the mat and you know I be over there I be over there, shawty, I be over there I be hittin all the spots that you aint even know was there And you dont even have to ask twice You could have my heart or we could share it like the last slice Always felt like you was so accustomed to the fast life Have a nigga thinkin that he met you in a past life Sweatpants, hair tied, chillin with no make-up on Thats when youre the prettiest I hope that you dont take it wrong You dont even trip when friends say "You aint bringin Drake along?" You know that Im workin, Ill be there soon as I make it home And she a patient in my waiting room Never pay attention to the rumors and what they assume And until them girls prove it Im the one that never get confused with, cause Baby, you my everything, you all I ever wanted We could do it real big, bigger than you ever done it You be up on everything, other hoes aint never on it I want this forever, I swear I can spend whatever on it Cause she hold me down every time I hit her up When I get right, I promise that we gon live it up She made me beg for it til she give it up And I say the same thing every single time I say, you the fuckin best , you the fuckin best You the fuckin best , you the fuckin best You the best I ever had , best I ever had Best I ever had , best I ever had I say, you the fuckin Sex, Love, Pain, baby, I be on that Tank shit Buzz so big I could probably sell a blank disc When my album drop, bitchesll buy it for the picture And niggasll buy it too and claim they got it for they sister Magazine paper, girl, the money aint the issue They bring dinner to my room and ask me to initial She call me the referee cause I be so official My shirt aint got no stripes, but I can make your pussy whistle Like the Andy Griffith theme song And who told you to put them jeans on? Double cup love, you the one I lean on Feelin for a fix, then you should really get your fiend on Yeah, just know my condo is the crack spot Every single show, she out there reppin like a mascot Get it from the back and make your fuckin bra strap pop All up in your slot til a nigga hit the jackpot, Im saying Baby, you my everything, you all I ever wanted We could do it real big, bigger than you ever done it You be up on everything, other hoes aint never on it I want this forever, I swear I can spend whatever on it Cause she hold me down every time I hit her up When I get right, I promise that we gon live it up She made me beg for it til she give it up And I say the same thing every single time I say, you the fuckin best , you the fuckin best You the fuckin best , you the fuckin best You the best I ever had , best I ever had Best I ever had , best I ever had I say, you the fuckin best , you the fuckin best You the fuckin best , you the fuckin best You the best I ever had , best I ever had Best I ever had , best I ever had Uhh, ah yeah See, this the type of joint you gotta dedicate to somebody Just make sure they that special somebody Young Money, yeah, yeah You know who you are I got you
All of the lights Lights, lights All of the lights Turn up the lights in here, baby Extra bright, I want yall to see this Turn up the lights in here, baby You know what I need, want you to see everything Want you to see all of the lights Fast cars, shooting stars All of the lights, all of the lights Until its Vegas everywhere we are If you want it, you can get it for the rest of your life If you want it, you can get it for the rest of your life Somethin wrong, I hold my head MJ gone, our nigga dead I slapped my girl, she called the feds I did that time and spent that bread Im heading home, Im almost there Im on my way, heading up the stairs To my surprise, a nigga replacing me I had to take him to that ghetto university , lights Cop lights, flashlights, spotlights Strobe lights, street lights Fast life, drug life, thug life Rock life every night Turn up the lights in here, baby Extra bright, I want yall to see this Turn up the lights in here, baby You know what I need, want you to see everything Want you to see all of the lights Restraining order, cant see my daughter Her mother, brother, grandmother hate me in that order Public visitation, we met at Borders Told her she take me back, Ill be more supportive I made mistakes, I bumped my head Them courts sucked me dry, I spent that bread She need her daddy, baby, please Cant let her grow up in that ghetto university , lights Cop lights, flashlights, spotlights Strobe lights, street lights Fast life, drug life, thug life Rock life every night Turn up the lights in here, baby Extra bright, I want yall to see this Turn up the lights in here, baby You know what I need, want you to see everything Want you to see all of the lights Gettin mine, baby Gotta let these niggas know, yeah Gettin right, babe You should go and get your own Gettin mine, baby Gotta let these niggas know, yeah Gettin right, babe You should go and get your own Unemployment line, credit card declined Did I not mention I was about to lose my mind? And also was about to do that line Kay, okay, you know we going all the way this time We going all the way this time We going all the way this time We going all the way this time We going all the way this time Turn up the lights in here, baby Extra bright, I want yall to see this Turn up the lights in here, baby You know what I need, want you to see everything Want you to see all of the lights Woah, woah Woah, woah Woah, woah Woah, woah
Damn, your lips very soft As I turn my Blackberry off And I turn your bathwater on And you turn off your iPhone Careless whispers, eye fuckin, bitin ass Neck, ears, hair, legs, eating ass Your pussys too good, I need to crash Your titties, let em out, free at last Thank God almighty, they free at last We was up at the party but we was leavin fast Had to stop at 7-Eleven like I needed gas Im lyin, I needed condoms, dont look through the glass Chasin love, all the bittersweet hours lost Eatin Asian pussy, all I need was sweet and sour sauce Tell your boss you need an extra hour off Get you super wet after we turn the shower off Thats all dem can do Thats all dem can do We deal with action ting Just a badman ting a-dat man do Action ting, yo, a badman ting Im a badman if you know say Disrespect we no tek, no way José Try that pon February the 30th Thats right, couldnt try that no day When we roll round pon your block Nuh badda feel seh we wont spray, like a aerosol can When we roll round pon your block Nuh badda feel seh we wont spray, like an aerosol can We a gon smile pon court day Becuh we beat murder charge like O.J That’s right, I’m in it I’m in it That’s right That’s right, I’m in it That’s right, I’m in it I’m in it Damn right Uh, picked up where we left off Uh, I need you home when I get off Uh, you know I need that wet mouth Uh, I know you need that reptile Uh, she cut from a different textile Uh, she love different kinds of sex now Uh, black girl sippin white wine Put my fist in her like a civil rights sign And grabbed it with a slight grind And held it til the right time Then she came like AAAAAHHH! Thats why Im in it and I cant get out Thats all dem can do Thats why Im in it and I cant get out Thats all dem can do We deal with action ting Just a badman ting a-dat man do Thats right Im in it Ill be gone long, grab that ass, shed your clothes Say you long for me, for you Lay it off with all your rules Star fucker Star fucker Star fucker Who, where? Time to take it too far now Uh, Michael Douglas out the car now Uh, got the kids-and-the-wife life Uh, but cant wake up from the nightlife Uh, Im so scared of my demons Uh, I go to sleep with a nightlight Uh, my mind move like a Tron bike Uh, pop a wheelie on the Zeitgeist Uh, Im finna start a new movement Uh, being led by the drums Uh, Im a rap-lic priest Uh, gettin head by the nuns Uh, they dont play what Im playin Uh, they dont see what Im sayin Uh, they be ballin in the D-League Uh, I be speakin Swaghili
We are not the same, I am too reckless Im not tryna go in that direction These niggas, they been doin too much flexin And they about to call the wrong attention And I dont got no patience, no more testin I do shit how I want, dont need no blessin XO niggas aint nothin to mess with Nobody stoppin us, oh no, we destined And everybody round you is so basic Im never rockin white, Im like a racist I dont drink my liquor with a chase in That money is the only thing Im chasin And some dope dimes on some coke lines Gimme head all night, cum four times Baby girl just wanna smoke a pound Do an ounce, get some dick, tell her friends about it Go tell your friends about it Go tell your friends about it Go tell em what you know, what you seen How I roll, how I get it on the low Go tell your friends about it Go tell your friends about it Im that nigga with the hair Singin bout poppin pills, fuckin bitches, livin life so trill Last year I did all the politickin This year Ima focus on the vision I think these hoes deserve another fixin Im talkin bout the ones from the beginnin Dont believe the rumors, bitch, Im still a user Im still rockin camo and still roll with shooters Im a villain in my city, I just made another killin Ima spend it all on bitches And everybody fuckin, everybody fuckin Pussy on the house, everybody fuckin Man, I miss my city, man, its been a minute MIA a habit, Cali was the mission Cruise through the west-end in my new Benz Im just tryna live life through a new lens Drivin by the streets I used to walk through When I had no crib, I guess you call that shit a miracle Go tell your friends about it Go tell your friends about it Go tell em what you know, what you seen How I roll, how I get it on the low Go tell your friends about it Go tell your friends about it Im that nigga with the hair Singin bout poppin pills, fuckin bitches, livin life so trill Roll some, think I’ll roll some To know some, if we both honest Who lasts? Yeah, you lie Spent the whole summer Tryna be at the wrong place at the right time But I know whats mine when I see it I know My cousin said I made it big and its unusual She tried to take a selfie at my Grandmas funeral Used to roam on Queen, now I sing Queen Street anthems Used to hate attention, now I pull up in that wagon And I was broken, I was broken, I was so broke I used to roam around the town when I was homeless Me and Lamar would rob a nigga for his Jordans And flip it just to get these hoes another nose fix Now we get faded when we want, girl, we got choices Lay them on the fuckin table, we got choices And if they wanna fuck my niggas, they got choices They told me not to fall in love, that shit is pointless Yeah, that shit is pointless They told me not to fall in love, that shit is pointless Yeah, that shit is pointless They told me not to fall in love, that shit is pointless Go tell your friends about it Go tell your friends about it Go tell em what you know, what you seen How I roll, how I get it on the low Go tell your friends about it Go tell your friends about it Im that nigga with the hair Singin bout poppin pills, fuckin bitches, livin life so trill
One hand in the air if you dont really care Two hands in the air if you dont really care Its like that sometimes, I mean ridiculous Its like that sometimes, this shit ridiculous One hand in the air if you dont really care Middle finger in the air if you dont really care Its like that sometimes, man, ridiculous Life can be sometimes ridiculous Im so appalled, Spalding, ball Balding Donald Trump taking dollars from yall Baby, youre fired, your girlfriend hired But if you dont mind, Ima keep you on call We above the law, we dont give a fuck bout yall I got dogs thatll chew a fuckin hole through the wall But since they all lovers, I need more rubbers And if I dont use rubbers, need more covers Housekeeping, I mean, goddamn One time, let it be a bad bitch sweeping That know we get Os like Cheerios That know because they seen us in the videos That know the day that you play me Would be the same day MTV play videos That was a little joke, voila Praises due to the most high, Allah Praises due to the most fly, Prada Baby, Im magic, tada Address me as your highness, high as United Thirty thousand feet up and you are not invited Niggas be writing bullshit like they gotta work Niggas is going through real shit, man, they out of work Thats why another goddamn dance track gotta hurt Thats why Id rather spit something that got a purp Champagne wishes, thirty white bitches I mean this shit is fuckin ridiculous Fuckin ridiculous I mean this shit is fuckin ridiculous Five-star dishes, different exotic fishes Man, this shit is fuckin ridiculous Fuckin ridiculous How should I begin this? Im just so offended How am I even mentioned by all these fuckin beginners? Im so appalled, I might buy the mall Just to show niggas how much more I have in store Im fresher than you all, so I dont have to pause All of yall can suck my balls through my drawers Dark Knight feeling, die and be a hero Or live long enough to see yourself become a villain I went from the favorite to the most hated But would you rather be underpaid or overrated? Moral victories is for minor league coaches And Ye already told you we major, you cockroaches Show me where the boats is, Ferrari Testarossas And Hammer went broke so you know Im more focused I lost thirty mil, so I spent another thirty Cause unlike Hammer, thirty million cant hurt me Fuckin insane, the fuck am I saying? Not only am I fly, Im fuckin not playing All these little bitches too big for they britches Burning they little bridges, fuckin ridiculous Champagne wishes, thirty white bitches I mean this shit is fuckin ridiculous Fuckin ridiculous I mean this shit is fuckin ridiculous Five-star dishes, different exotic fishes Man, this shit is fuckin ridiculous Fuckin ridiculous Success is what you make it, take it how it come A half a mil in twenties like a billion where Im from An arrogant drug dealer, the legend I become CNN said Id be dead by twenty-one Blackjack, I just pulled an ace As you looking at the king in his face Everything I dream, motherfuckers, Im watchin it take shape While to you Im just a young rich nigga that lacks faith Range Rove, leather roof, love war, fuck a truce Still move a bird like Im in bed with Mother Goose Them hoes coming in a bakers dozen Claiming they was with me when they know they really wasnt I keep the citys best, never said she was the brightest So if you had her too, it dont affect me in the slightest I never met a bitch that didnt need a little guidance So I dismiss her past until she disappoints your highness I speak the gospel, hostile Tony doing time for what he did to nostrils Paranoid mind, Im still under the watchful Eye of the law, aspire for more Them kilos came, we gave you Bobby Brown jaw Flaws aint flaws when its you that makes the call Flow similar to the legends of the falls Spillin, I own you all, yuugh One hand in the air if you dont really care Two hands in the air if you dont really care Its like that sometimes, I mean ridiculous Its like that sometimes, this shit ridiculous One hand in the air if you dont really care Middle finger in the air if you dont really care Its like that sometimes, man, ridiculous Life can be sometimes ridiculous Hah, I am so outrageous I wear my pride on my sleeve like a bracelet If God had an iPod, Id be on his playlist My phrases amazes the faces in places The favorite, hah, my cup overrunneth with hundreds Dummy, damn, its hard not for me to waste it The new Commandment, "Thou shalt not hate, kid" My movement is like the Civil Rights, Im Ralph David Abernathy, so call my lady Rosa Parks I am nothing like them niggas, baby, those are marks I met this girl on Valentines Day, fucked her in May She found out about April, so she chose to march Hah, damn, another broken heart I keep bitches by the twos, nigga, Noahs Ark I got a seven on me, I call my dro Lamar Plus a Trojan in my pocket, Matt Leinart, hah G-A-T in the Pathfinder Cause you haters got PhDs Yall just some major haters and some math minors Tiger Woods, dont make me grab iron Ayy, yo, champagne wishes and thirty white bitches You know this shit is fuckin ridiculous Fuckin ridiculous You know this shit is fuckin ridiculous Cars for the missus and furs for the mistress You know that shit is fuckin ridiculous Fuckin ridiculous You know this shit is fuckin ridiculous Fuckin ridiculous Fuckin ridiculous Fuckin ridiculous One hand in the air if you dont really care Two hands in the air if you dont really care Its like that sometimes, I mean ridiculous Its like that sometimes, this shit ridiculous One hand in the air if you dont really care Middle finger in the air if you dont really care Its like that sometimes, man, ridiculous Life can be sometimes ridiculous, huh?
I think Ive had enough I might get a little drunk I say whats on my mind I might do a little time Cause all of my kindness Is taken for weakness Now Im four, five seconds from wildin And we got three more days til Friday Im just tryna make it back home by Monday mornin I swear I wish somebody would tell me Ooh, thats all I want Woke up an optimist Sun was shinin, Im positive We can run Then I heard you was talkin trash Im on a mystery Hold me back, Im bout to spaz Yeah, Im bout four, five seconds from wildin And we got three more days ‘til Friday I’m tryna make it back home by Monday mornin I swear I wish somebody would try me Ooh, that’s all I want And I know that youre up tonight Thinkin, "How could I be so selfish?" But you called bout a thousand times Wondering where Ive been Now I know that youre up tonight Thinkin, "How could I be so reckless?" But I just cant apologize I hope you can understand, yeah If I go to jail tonight Promise youll pay my bail See they want to buy my pride But that just aint up for sale See all of my kindness Is taken for weakness Now Im four, five seconds from wildin And we got three more days til Friday Im tryna make it back home by Monday mornin I swear I wish somebody would tell me Ooh, thats all I want Four, five seconds from wildin And we got three more days til Friday Just tryna make it back home by Monday mornin I swear I wish somebody would tell me Cause thats all I want 1.2K
Work it, make it, do it, makes us Harder, better, faster, stronger N-Now th-that that dont kill me Can only make me stronger I need you to hurry up now ‘Cause I cant wait much longer I know I got to be right now ‘Cause I cant get much wronger Man, Ive been waiting all night now Thats how long I been on ya (Work it harder, make it better Do it faster, makes us stronger) (More than ever, hour after hour Work–) Lets get lost tonight You could be my black Kate Moss tonight Play secretary, Im the boss tonight And you dont give a fuck what they all say, right? Awesome, the Christian in Christian Dior Damn, they dont make em like this anymore I ask, ‘cause Im not sure Do anybody make real shit anymore? Bow in the presence of greatness ‘Cause right now, thou hast forsaken us You should be honored by my lateness That I would even show up to this fake shit So go ahead, go nuts, go apeshit! Specially in my Pastellé, on my Bape shit Act like you cant tell who made this New Gospel, homie, take six And take this, haters! N-Now th-that that dont kill me Can only make me stronger I need you to hurry up now ‘Cause I cant wait much longer I know I got to be right now ‘Cause I cant get much wronger Man, Ive been waiting all night now Thats how long I been on ya (Work it harder, make it better Do it faster, makes us stronger) (More than ever, hour after hour Work–) Me likey! I dont know if you got a man or not If you made plans or not If God put me in your plans or not Im trippin, this drink got me saying a lot But I know that God put you in front of me So how the hell could you front on me? Theres a thousand yous, theres only one of me Im trippin, Im caught up in the moment, right? ‘Cause its Louis Vuitton Don night So we gon do everything that Kan like Heard theyd do anything for a Klondike Well, Id do anything for a blonde dyke And shell do anything for the limelight And well do anything when the times right Uh, baby, youre makin it– N-Now th-that that dont kill me Can only make me stronger I need you to hurry up now ‘Cause I cant wait much longer I know I got to be right now ‘Cause I cant get much wronger Man, Ive been waiting all night now Thats how long I been on ya (Work it harder, make it better Do it faster, makes us stronger) You know how long Ive been on ya Since Prince was on Apollonia Since O.J. had Isotoners Dont act like I never told ya Dont act like I never told ya Dont act like I never told ya Dont act like I never told ya Dont act like I never told ya Baby, youre makin it N-Now th-that that dont kill me Can only make me stronger I need you to hurry up now ‘Cause I cant wait much longer I know I got to be right now ‘Cause I cant get much wronger Man, Ive been waiting all night now Thats how long I been on ya (Work it harder, make it better Do it faster, makes us stronger) Right now! Work it harder, make it better Do it faster, makes us stronger You know how long Ive been on ya Since Prince was on Apollonia Since O.J. had Isotoners Dont act like I never told ya You know how long Ive been on ya Since Prince was on Apollonia Since O.J. had Isotoners Dont act like I never told ya Told ya, told ya Never told ya…told ya, told ya, told ya Never told ya…told ya, told ya, told ya Never told ya…told ya, told ya, told ya Never told ya…told ya, told ya, told ya Never over…Never over… Never over… Never over… Never over…Never over… Never over… Never over… Work it harder, make it better Do it faster, makes us stronger More than ever, hour after Our work is never over Work it harder, make it better Do it faster, makes us stronger More than ever, hour after— Our work is never over Work it harder, make it better Do it faster, makes us stronger More than ever, hour after hour Work is never over Work it harder, make it better Do it faster, makes us stronger More than ever, hour after hour Work is never over
Oh, when it all, it all falls down Yeah, this the real one, baby Im tellin you all, it all falls down Uh, Chi-Town, stand up! Oh, when it all, it all falls down Southside, Southside We gon set this party off right Im tellin you all, it all falls down Westside, Westside We gon set this party off right Oh, when it all Man, I promise, shes so self-conscious She has no idea what she doin in college That major that she majored in dont make no money But she wont drop out, her parentsll look at her funny Now, tell me that aint insecurr The concept of school seems so securr Sophomore, three yurrs, aint picked a carurr She like, "Fuck it, Ill just stay down hurr and do hair" Cause thats enough money to buy her a few pairs Of new Airs, cause her baby daddy dont really care Shes so precious with the peer pressure Couldnt afford a car, so she named her daughter Alexis She had hair so long that it looked like weave Then she cut it all off, now she look like Eve And she be dealin with some issues that you cant believe Single black female addicted to retail, and well Oh, when it all, it all falls down And when it falls down, who you gon call now? Im tellin you all, it all falls down Cmon, cmon, and when it falls down Oh, when it all Man, I promise, Im so self-conscious Thats why you always see me with at least one of my watches Rollies and Pashas done drove me crazy I cant even pronounce nothin, pass that Ver-say-see! Then I spent four hundred bucks on this Just to be like, "Nigga, you aint up on this" And I cant even go to the grocery store Without some Ones thats clean and a shirt with a team It seem we livin the American Dream But the people highest up got the lowest self-esteem The prettiest people do the ugliest things For the road to riches and diamond rings We shine because they hate us, floss cause they degrade us We tryna buy back our 40 acres And for that paper, look how low well stoop Even if you in a Benz, you still a nigga in a coupe Oh, when it all, it all falls down Come on, come on Im tellin you all, it all falls down And when it falls down, who you gon call now? Oh, when it all, it all falls down Come on, come on Im tellin you all, it all falls down And when it all falls down I say, "Fuck the police," thats how I treat em We buy our way out of jail, but we cant buy freedom Well buy a lot of clothes, but we dont really need em Things we buy to cover up whats inside Cause they made us hate ourself and love they wealth Thats why shortys hollerin, "Where the ballers at?" Drug dealer buy Jordan, crackhead buy crack And the white man get paid off of all of that But I aint even gon act holier than thou Cause fuck it, I went to Jacob with 25 thou Before I had a house and Id do it again ‘Cause I wanna be on 106 & Park, pushin a Benz I want to act ballerific like its all terrific I got a couple past-due bills, I wont get specific I got a problem with spendin before I get it We all self-conscious, Im just the first to admit it Oh, when it all, it all falls down Cmon, cmon And when it falls down, who you gon call now? Im tellin you all, it all falls down Cmon cmon, and when it falls down Oh, when it all, it all falls down Southside, Southside We gon set this party off right Im tellin you all, it all falls down Westside, Westside We gon set this party off right Oh when it all, it all falls down Chi-Town, Chi-Town We gon show em how we get down Im tellin you all, it all falls down Now, Syleena, you just like a safe belt, you saved my life Cmon Oh when it all, it all falls down Im tellin you all, it all falls down
As I lay me down to sleep I hear her speak to me Hello Mari, how ya doin? I think the storm ran out of rain, the clouds are movin I know youre happy, ‘cause I can see it So tell the voice inside ya head to believe it I talked to God about you, he said he sent you an angel And look at all that he gave you You asked for one and you got two You know I never left you ‘Cause every road that leads to Heavens right inside you So I can say Hello, my only one, just like the mornin sun Youll keep on risin til the sky knows your name Hello my only one, remember who you are No youre not perfect but youre not your mistakes Hey, hey, hey, hey Oh, the good outweighs the bad even on your worst day Remember how Id say Hey hey one day, youll be the man you always knew you could be And if you knew how proud I was Youd never shed a tear, have a fear, no you wouldnt do that And though I didnt pick the day to turn the page I know its not the end every time I see her face, and I hear you say Hello my only one, remember who you are You got the world ‘cause you got love in your hands And youre still my chosen one So can you understand? One day youll understand So hear me out, hear me out I wont go, I wont go No goodbyes, no goodbyes Just hello, just hello And when you cry, I will cry And when you smile, I will smile And next time when I look in your eyes Well have wings and well fly Hello my only one, just like the mornin sun Youll keep on risin til the sky knows your name And youre still my chosen one, remember who you are No youre not perfect but youre not your mistakes Hey, hey, hey, hey Tell Nori about me, tell Nori ab- I just want you to do me a favor Tell Nori about me, tell Nori about me Tell Nori about me, tell Nori about me Tell Nori about me, tell Nori about me Tell Nori about me, tell Nori about me Tell Nori about me...
This a number one champion sound Yeah, Estelle, we bout to get down Who the hottest in the world right now? Just touched down in London town Bet they give me a pound Tell em put the money in my hand right now Tell the promoter we need more seats We just sold out all the floor seats Take me on a trip, Id like to go some day Take me to New York, Id love to see LA I really want to come kick it with you Youll be my American boy He said, "Hey, sister, its really, really nice to meet ya" I just met this 5-foot-7 guy whos just my type Like the way hes speakin, his confidence is peakin Dont like his baggy jeans but I might like whats underneath them And, no, I aint been to MIA I heard that Cali never rains and New Yorks wide awake First lets see the West End, Ill show you to my bredrin Im likin this American boy, American boy Take me on a trip, Id like to go some day Take me to New York, Id love to see LA I really want to come kick it with you Youll be my American boy, American boy La, la la, la la, eya La, la la, la la, eya La, la la, la la, eya Will you be my American boy? American boy Can we get away this weekend? Take me to Broadway Lets go shopping, maybe then well go to a café Lets go on the subway, take me to your hood I never been to Brooklyn and Id like to see whats good Dressed in all your fancy clothes Sneakers lookin fresh to death, Im lovin those Shell Toes Walkin that walk, talk that slick talk Im likin this American boy, American boy Take me on a trip, Id like to go some day Take me to New York, Id love to see LA I really want to come kick it with you Youll be my American boy Tell em wah gwan, blud! Who killin them in the UK? Everybody gonna say, "You, K" Reluctantly, cause most of this press dont fuck with me Estelle once said to me, "Cool down, down Dont act a fool now, now." I always act a fool oww, oww Aint nothing new now, now He crazy, I know what you thinkin Ribena, I know what youre drinkin Rap singer, chain blinger Holler at the next chick soon as youre blinkin Whats your persona about this Americana rhymer? Am I shallow cause all my clothes designer? Uh Dressed smart like a London bloke Before he speak his suit bespoke And you thought he was cute before Look at this pea coat, tell me hes broke And I know you aint into all that I heard your lyrics, I feel your spirit But I still talk that ca-a-ash Cause a lotta wags wanna hear it And Im feelin like Mike at his baddest Like The Pips at their gladdest And I know they love it So to hell with all that rubbish Would you be my love, my love? Would you be mine? Would you be my love, my love? Would you be mine? Could you be my love, my love? Would you be my American boy? American boy Take me on a trip, Id like to go some day Take me to Chicago, San Francisco Bay I really want to come kick it with you Youll be my American boy, American boy Take me on a trip Id like to go some day Take me to New York, Id love to see LA I really want to come kick it with you Youll be my American boy, American boy La, la la, la la, eya La, la la, la la, eya La, la la, la la, eya Will you be my American boy?
Fallin, dreamin, talkin in your sleep I know you want to cry all night, all night Plottin, schemin, findin Reason to defend all of your violent nights Promise me you will see Dont you grow up in a hurry, your momll be worried, aw It was all part of the story, even the scary nights Thank you for all of the glory, you will be remembered, aw Thank you to all of the heroes of the night They gotta repaint the colors, the lie is wearin off Reality is upon us, colors drippin off Colors drippin off Niggas is savage, niggas is monsters Niggas is pimps, niggas is players Til niggas have daughters, now they precautious Father, forgive me, Im scared of the karma Cause now I see women as somethin to nurture Not somethin to conquer I hope she like Nicki, I make her a monster Not havin ménages, Im just bein silly I answered the door like Will Smith and Martin Nigga, do we have a problem? Matter fact, Marlon, this aint Meet the Fockers Ill beat his ass, pray I beat the charges No, Daddy dont play, not when it come to they daughters Dont do no yoga, dont do pilates Just play piano and stick to karate I pray your bodys draped more like mine And not like your mommys Just bein salty, but niggas is nuts And I am a nigga, I know what they want I pray that you dont get it all at once Curves under your dress, I know its pervs all on the net All in the comments, you wanna vomit Thats your baby, you love her to death Now she cuttin class and hangin with friends You break a glass and say it again She cant comprehend the danger she in If you whoop her ass, she move in with him Then he whoop her ass, you go through it again But how you the devil rebukin the sin? Lets pray we can put this behind us I swear that these times is the wildest She got the scars, they serve as reminders Blood still on her pajamas But yesterday is dead, yeah, moment of silence Next, shell be off to college and then at the altar Cause she know that niggas is savage, niggas is monsters Niggas is pimps, niggas is players, til niggas have daughters Niggas is pimps, niggas is players, til niggas have daughters Dont you grow up in a hurry, your momll be worried, aw It was all part of the story, even the scary nights Thank you for all of the glory, you will be remembered, aw Thank you to all of the heroes of the night They gotta repaint the colors, the lie is wearin off Reality is upon us, colors drippin off Colors drippin off Im saying it like... "I want a daughter like Nicki, aw, man, I promise Ima turn her to a monster, but no ménages" I dont know how you saying it but, let em hear this
Shit could get menacin, frightenin, find help Sometimes I scare myself, myself Shit could get menacin, frightenin, find help Sometimes I scare, myself, myself Tweakin, tweakin off that 2C-B, huh Is he gon make it? TBD, huh Thought I was gon run, DMC, huh I done died and lived again on DMT, huh See, this a type of high that wont come down This the type of high that get you gunned down Yeezy, Yeezy trollin OD, huh Turn TMZ to Smack DVD, huh Russell Simmons wanna pray for me too Ima pray for him cause he got MeTood Thinkin what if that happened to me too Then Im on E! News Shit could get menacin, frightenin, find help Sometimes I scare myself, myself Shit could get menacin, frightenin, find help Sometimes I scare myself, myself Ayy, hospital band a hundred bands, fuck a watch Hundred grandll make your best friends turn to opps I hear yall bringin my name up a lot Guess I just turned the clout game up a notch See, yall really shocked, but Im really not You know how many girls I took to the titty shop? If she get the ass with it, thats a 50 pop I still bring the bad bitches in the city out Uh, just a different type of leader We could be in North Korea, I could smoke with Wiz Khalifa, uh Told my wife Ive never seen her After I hit it, bye Felicia, thats the way that Ima leave it up Shit could get menacin, frightenin, find help See, this is why all the bitches fuck with Ye! Fuck what they talkin bout! Sometimes I scare myself, myself They take me on meds, off meds, ask yourself Shit could get menacin, frightenin, find help Ask your homegirl right now, "Look, you had a shot at Ye?" Sometimes I scare myself, myself Youd drop everything! Tweakin, tweakin off that 2C-B, huh This is why your bitches fuck with me, huh Smash, she gon end up on TV, huh Last thing that you ever wanna see, huh I can feel the spirits all around me I think Prince and Mike was tryna warn me They know I got demons all on me Devil been tryna make an army They been strategizin to harm me They dont know they dealin with a zombie Niggas been tryna test my Gandhi Just because Im dressed like Abercrombie You see? You see? Thats what Im talkin bout! Thats why I fuck with Ye! See, thats my third per- Thats my bipolar shit, nigga, what? Thats my superpower, nigga, aint no disability Im a superhero! Im a superhero! Agghhh!
I want to see you work out for me, work out for me Ayy, weve got a good thing Don’t know if I’ma see you again But is that a good thing? Cause girl, I can’t be your man, no maam I know whats on your brain You probably hoped it never would end Like, “Is it the real thing Or is it just a one-night stand?” Well then Let me see you get high, then go low Now, girl, wont you drop that thing down to the floor? I’m here for one night, how far will you go? I wanna see you High, then go low Now, girl, wont you drop that thing down to the floor? I’m here for one night, how far will you go? I wanna see you She like them boys with the big ol chains Ridin around town in a big ol Range I knew her when I rocked big ol jeans Now the little nigga doin big ol thangs Would you look at that? I came back for her Just to give it to ya, like you asked for it Man, that thing in them jeans too fat for her Rebounds so I caught her off the backboard I told her: “Baby girl, come here Know I run the town even when I aint from there.” And I brag hardly, but just to show up at this party I made what yo nigga make in one year Thats unfair, but so is life, take a chance, roll the dice Money can’t buy you love, cause it’s overpriced Don’t overthink, just hope its right I’m only here for the night Ayy, weve got a good thing Don’t know if I’ma see you again But is that a good thing? Cause girl, I can’t be your man, no maam I know whats on your brain You probably hoped it never would end Like, “Is it the real thing Or is it just a one-night stand?” Well then Let me see you get high, then go low Now, girl, wont you drop that thing down to the floor? I’m here for one night, how far will you go? I wanna see you High, then go low Now, girl, wont you drop that thing down to the floor? I’m here for one night, how far will you go? I wanna see you Carolina Blue kicks, fresh on the scene Hottest nigga on the block Damn, girl, youre mean They be startin shit, but it’s yo world On my Martin shit: “You go, girl!” She bad and she know it Some niggas save hoes, I’m not that heroic Could you be my escort? Cause just like them two door Fords Damn, they don’t make em like you no more Cole World, real Cole World Them boys cool—me, I’m on fire Know whats on my mind Tryna see whats on yours tonight, tonight, tonight Move slow, cause you wanna live fast Up late so youll probably skip class Life is a test so before the night pass, get right, get right Ayy, weve got a good thing Don’t know if I’ma see you again But is that a good thing? Cause girl, I can’t be your man, no maam I know whats on your brain You probably hoped it never would end Like, “Is it the real thing Or is it just a one-night stand?” Well then Straight up, now tell me Do you really wanna love me forever? Or is it just a hit-and-run? Straight up, I tell ya I just really wanna cut when we together Come here, girl, lets get it on! Straight up, now tell me Do you really wanna love me forever? Or is it just a hit-and-run? Well straight up, I tell ya I just really wanna cut when we together Come here, girl, lets get it on!
They used to tell me, used to tell me I hope you learn to make it on your own And if you love yourself, just know youll never be alone I hope that you get everything you want and that you chose I hope that its the realest thing that you ever know Hope you get the pretty girls thats pretty at everything Million-dollar cribs, havin million dollar dreams And when you get it all, just remember one thing Remember one thing, that one man could change the world That one man could change the world All I, all I wanted was a hundred million dollars and a bad chick Imagined this so much, some nights it felt like that I had it Back on the mattress, starin at the ceilin tryna connect the dots But its hard makin those attachments Im talkin dreamin so hard, some nights it felt like draft day You know? My - my stepbrother used to flip them bags Outside the crib like it was trash day No Kim K, but he bagged yay But when youre gettin fast money, slow down, dont crash With all the drive in the world, swear you still need gas Look, think about it, close your eyes, dream about it Tell your team about it, go make million-dollar schemes about it Success is on the way, I feel it in the distance Used to look up at the stars And be like, "Aint too much thats different" I be shinin, they be shinin, get your one shot, dont you miss it What you know bout wakin up every day like you on a mission? And I hope you learn to make it on your own And if you love yourself, just know youll never be alone I hope that you get everything you want and that you chose I hope that its the realest thing that you ever know Hope you get the pretty girls, thats pretty and everything Million-dollar cribs, havin million dollar dreams And when you get it all, just remember one thing Remember one thing, one man could change the world One man could change the world My grandma told me, "If you write your name in stone Youll never get the white-out" I grinded out that black hole then performed up at the White House Standin next to Jim Carrey, we traded stories, then laughed I said you not the only one I know got rich wearin masks Where Im from, I swear they broke They need way more than the cast We need more than what you have And then we need more than that But how am I supposed to say Im tired If that girl from West Virginia came up in conditions That I couldnt survive? Went to war, came back alive On top of that became a female black captain When being black, you had to extra-extra try Way before James Brown made us proud She bought a crib on the same street as Marvin Gaye Right there on Outer Drive, and she taught me how to drive And she raised the kids, then the kids kids, and she did it right Taught me how to love, taught me not to cry When I die, I hope you teach me how to fly All my life youve been that angel in disguise, sayin... I hope you learn to make it on your own And if you love yourself, just know youll never be alone I hope that you get everything you want and that you chose I hope that its the realest thing that you ever know Hope you get the pretty girls, thats pretty and everything Million-dollar cribs, havin million dollar dreams And when you get it all, just remember one thing Remember one thing, that one man can change the world That one man can change the world Thank you for callin me, been thinkin about you Its all good, I love you grandma Bye
Turn my headphones up, louder, uh-huh, uh-huh What you need, what–what you need I got what you need, what–what you need What you need, what–what you need I got what you need Hello, hello, hello, hello, white America, assassinate my character Money matrimony, yeah, they tryna break the marriage up Who gon act phony, or who gon try to embarrass ya? Ima need a day off, I think Ill call Ferris up Bueller had a Muller but I switched it for a Mille Cause I’m richer, and prior to this shit, was movin free base Had a conference with the DJs , Puerto Rico three days Poli with the PDs, now they got our shit on replay Sorry I’m in pajamas but I just got off the PJ And last party we had, they shut down Prive Ain’t that where the Heat play? Niggas hate ballers these days Ain’t that like LeBron James? Ain’t that just like D-Wade? Wait What you need, what–what you need I got what you need, what–what you need What you need, what–what you need I got what you need Wussup, wussup, wussup, wussup Wussup, muhfucka? Where my money at? You gon make me come down to your house where yo mommy at Mummy wrap the kids, have ‘em cryin’ for they mommy back Dummy that your daddy is, tell em I just want my racks Racks on racks on racks Maybachs on bachs on bachs on bachs on bachs Who in that? Oh shit, it’s just blacks on blacks on blacks Hunnid stack–How you get it? Nigga layin’ raps on tracks I wish I could give you this feeling, I’m planking on a million I’m riding through yo hood, you can bank I ain’t got no ceiling Made a left on Nostrand Ave., , we in Bed Stuy Made a right on 79th, I’m coming down South Shore Drive I remain Chi-town, Brooklyn ‘til I die Take ‘em on home, take ‘em on home Take ‘em on home, take ‘em on home I got what you need, what–what you need Take ‘em on home What you need, what–what you need I got what you need, what–what you need Take ‘em on home, take ‘em on home Take ‘em on home, take ‘em on home Tryna hurt my name, huh?
I know, I know, I know, I know, know I know, I know, I know, I know, know I, I know it, I know it The most beautiful thoughts are always besides the darkest Today, I seriously thought about killing you I contemplated, premeditated murder And I think about killing myself And I love myself way more than I love you, so… Today, I thought about killing you, premeditated murder Youd only care enough to kill somebody you love The most beautiful thoughts are always inside the darkest Just say it out loud to see how it feels People say "dont say this, dont say that" Just say it out loud, just to see how it feels Weigh all the options, nothings off the table Today, I thought about killing you, premeditated murder I think about killing myself And I, I love myself way more than I love you The most beautiful thoughts are always besides the darkest I think this is the part where Im supposed to say somethin good to compensate it so it doesnt come off bad But sometimes I think really bad things Really, really, really bad things And I love myself way more than I love you See, if I was tryin to relate it to more people Id probably say Im struggling with loving myself Because that seems like a common theme But thats not the case here I love myself way more than I love you And I think about killing myself So, best believe, I thought about killing you today Premeditated murder I called up my loved ones, I called up my cousins I called up the Muslims, said Im bout to go dumb Get so bright, its no sun, get so loud, I hear none Screamed so loud, got no lungs, hurt so bad, I go numb Time to bring in the drums, that prra-pa-pa-pum Set the NewTone on em, set the nuke off on em I need Coke with no rum, I taste coke on her tongue I dont joke with no one, theyll say "He died so young" I done had a bad case of too many bad days Got too many bad traits, used the floor for ashtrays I dont do shit halfway, Ima clear the cache Ima make my name last, put that on my last name Its a different type of rules that we obey Ye, Ye, Ye season, nigga, we Old Bay We was all born to die, nigga, DOA Niggas say they hero, mm, I dont see no cape Mm, I dont see no, mm, yeah, I dont see no, mm, mm If I wasnt shinin so hard, wouldnt be no shade Buckwheat-ass nigga, its gon be o-tay Sorry, but I chose not to be no slave Young nigga shit, nigga, we dont age I thought I was past my Deebo ways Even when I went broke, I aint break How you gon hate? Nigga, we go way back To when I had the braids and you had the wave cap Drop a pin for the fade and Im on my way ASAP Dont get socked in the mouth, you know homie dont play that Pay the fire marshal bill cause this shit done got way packed They wanna see me go ape All you gotta do is speak on Ye All you gotta do is speak on Ye Dont get your tooth chipped like Frito-Lay
It makes it easier, easier to bear You wont regret it, no, no, no Some girls, they dont forget it Love is their only happiness Squeeze her, dont tease her, never leave her Sounds so soulful, don’t you agree? Uh, I invented swag Poppin bottles, puttin supermodels in the cab Proof I guess I got my swagger back, truth New watch alert: Hublots Or the big face Rollie, I got two of those Arm out the window through the city, I maneuver slow Cock back, snap back, see my cut through the holes Damn, Yeezy and Hov, where the hell you been? Niggas talking real reckless; stuntmen I adopted these niggas, Phillip Drummond them Now I’m bout to make them tuck their whole summer in They say I’m crazy, but I’m bout to go dumb again They aint seen me cause I pulled up in my other Benz Last week I was in my other, other Benz Throw your diamonds up cause we in this bitch another gain Photo shoot fresh, looking like wealth Im bout to call the paparazzi on myself Uh, live from the Mercer Run up on Yeezy the wrong way, I might murk ya Flee in the G450, I might surface Political refugee, asylum can be purchased Uh, everythings for sale I got five passports, Im never going to jail I made Jesus Walks, Im never going to hell Couture level flow is never going on sale Luxury rap, the Hermès of verses Sophisticated ignorance, write my curses in cursive I get it custom, you a customer You aint accustomed to going through customs You aint been nowhere, hah? And all the ladies in the house got em showing off Im done, Ill hit you up maña...nah! Welcome to Havana Smoking Cubanos with Castro in cabanas Viva México, cubano Dominicano, all the plugs that I know Driving Benzes with no benefits Not bad, huh, for some immigrants? Build your fences, we diggin tunnels Can’t you see we gettin money up under you? Can’t you see the private jets flying over you? Maybach bumper sticker read: "What would Hova do?" Jay is chillin , Ye is chillin What more can I say? We killin em Hold up before we end this campaign As you can see, we done bodied the damn lames Lord, please let them accept the things they cant change And pray that all of their pain be champagne Scream it Give it Scream it
Somebody been running a long time Somebody— Shake that body, party that bod— Shake that body, party that bod— Shake that body, party that body Come and have a good time with G-O-D I believe theres a God above me Im just the god of everything else I put holes in everything else "New God Flow," fuck everything else Supreme dope dealer, write it in bold letters They love a niggas spirit like Pac at the Coachella They said Push aint fit with the umbrella But I was good with the yay as a wholesaler I think its good that Ye got a blow dealer A hot temper matched with a cold killer I came aboard for more than just to rhyme with him Think 99, when Puff woulda had Shyne with him Matchin Daytonas, rose gold on us Goin HAM in Ibiza done took a toll on us But since you overdo it, Ima pour more Well if you goin coupe, Im goin four door Shake that body, party that bod— Shake that body, party that bod— Shake that body, party that body Come and have a good time with G-O-D Shake that body, party that bod— Shake that body, party that bod— Shake that body, party that body Come and have a good time with G-O-D Step on they necks til they cant breathe Claim they five stars, but sell you dreams They say death multiplies by threes Line them all up and lets just see Fuck em, Ye, fuck em, Ye I wouldnt piss on that nigga with Grand Marnier They shit is shoppin at Targét My shit is luxury Balmain Im balling, Amare A nick sold in the park, then I want in Whats a king without a crown, nigga? Whats a circus without you clown niggas? Whats a brick from an out of town nigga When you flood and you can drown niggas? Heres the G.O.O.D. Music golden child M-A dollar sign, cant nobody hold me down Shake that body, party that bod— Shake that body, party that bod— Shake that body, party that body Come and have a good time with G-O-D Hold up, I aint trying to stunt, man But the Yeezys jumped over the Jumpman Went from most hated to the champion god flow I guess thats a feeling only me and LeBron know Im living three dreams Biggie Smalls, Dr. King, Rodney Kings, uh Cause we cant get along, no resolution Til we drown all these haters, rest in peace to Whitney Houston Cars, money, girls and the clothes Aw, man, you sold your soul Nah, man, mad people was frontin Aw, man, made somethin from nothin Picture workin so hard and you cant cut through That can mess up your whole life, like an uncle that touched you What has the world come to? Im from the 3-1-2 Where cops dont come through and dreams dont come true Like there the God go, in his Murcielago From workin McDonalds, barely payin the car note He even got enough to get his mama a condo Then they ran up and shot him, right in front of his mom Forty killings in a weekend, forty killings in a week Man, the summer too hot, you can feel it in the street Welcome to Sunday service, if you hope to someday serve us We got green in our eyes, just follow my Erick Sermon Did Moses not part the water with the cane? Did strippers not make an ark when I made it rain? Did Yeezy not get signed by Hov and Dame? And ran to Jacob and made the new Jesus chains? In Jesus name, let the choir say "Im on fire, ayy," thats what Richard Pryor say And well annihilate anybody that violate Ask any dope boy you know, they admire Ye Shake that body, party that bod— Shake that body, party that bod— Shake that body, party that body Come and have a good time with G-O-D Yeah, nigga Yeah, I had my— I had my Jesus piece since 94 I dont know what I— I dont know what yall talkin bout And my eagle Still got it all in the bag, B All I did was play possum Six hundred Cuban cigar in the big tub Medallion on, Dove soap on the fresh cut With soap suds on the MAC-11 My big lion havent ate since twelve and its after seven We feed the nigga like forty chickens His tail wag when I send him a bag with just one victim Uh-huh, now let me show you what my closet on Gems in the display case, call it a rock-a-thon I— I got soccer moms payin for cock Asians get it from behind while they cleanin they wok Comin with flows that is toxic Deadly fumes when Im in the room Repercussions occur when you dry snitch Red light, green light, one, two, three Look mean, got my machine, cried and hit you, please Said and shake that body, scar up that body Should I kill him now Tone? I said, "Probably" Side bets are four and better Bust hammers with pot holders And yo, dead a cow for his fuckin leather Im not bow-legged, but old school like Redd Foxx My favorite color in my hustle days was red tops My gold eagle arm shitted out a red rock Threw it off my project roof and saw red dots Kanye, shine a light on my Wallabees You can have a good time with G-O-D Shake that body, party that bod— Shake that body, party that bod— Shake that body, party that body Come and have a good time with G-O-D Shake that body, party that bod— Shake that body, party that bod— Shake that body, party that body Come and have a good time with G-O-D G.O.O.D. Music, G.O.O.D. Music G.O.O.D. Music, G.O.O.D. Music And all my niggas say, "G.O.O.D. Music" And all my ladies say, "G.O.O.D. Music"
Baby lion goes Where the islands go You say you never saw this comin, well, youre not alone Million dollar renovations to a happy home My ex says she gave me the best years of her life I saw a recent picture of her, I guess she was right I wake up, assessin the damages Checkin MediaTakeOut Pictures of me drunk walkin out with a bitch But its blurry enough to get the fake out I wake up, all veggies no eggs I hit the gym, all chest no legs Yep, then I made myself a smoothie Yeah, then me and wifey make a movie Chicago - St. Louis, St. Louis to Chicago Ándale, ándale E.I, E.I, uh-oh You had me drivin far enough to switch the time zone You was the best of all time at the time though Yeah, you wasnt mine though But I still drove 30 hours And I, I still drove 30 hours to you, yeah I remember rappin for Jay and Cam Young producer just trying to get his flows off I remember being nervous to do Victorias Secret Til I pictured everybody with they clothes off Expedition was Eddie Bauer edition Im drivin with no winter tires in December Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, like a private school for women Then I get there and all the Popeyes is finished, girl You dont love me, you just pretendin I need a happy beginnin, middle and endin Chicago, St. Louis, St. Louis to Chicago Its gettin hot in here, thats all that I know Got a hotel room, three stars for you You call down for an omelet, girl, its 5 in the morning You realize we at the DoubleTree, not the Aria Only thing open is Waffle House, girl, dont start with me I used the Western Union for you like its no prob Cause you was in college complainin bout its no jobs But you were suckin a nigga dick the whole time Well, I guess a blowjobs better than no job And I drove back 30 hours Where the main ties onto the sail Better on sighting For astern, oh 3 Stacks, can you help me out? 30 hours Yeah, this type of shit you just ride out to 30 hours 30 hours I just be like, it was my idea to have an open relationship Now a nigga mad Now Im bout to drive 90 miles like Matt Barnes to kill... 30 hours Just to kill.. Just to... Just to... Im about to drive 90 90 miles like Matt Barnes just to whoop a nigga ass It was my idea and now a nigga Now a nigga mad, now a nigga, uh A stunna Whoop him after school just to show I got class Duh-duh-duh-duh-duh-duh-duh-duh Duh-duh with you, yeah You know what Im sayin? Drop some shit like that Ayy, ayy whoop him after school just to 30 hours Whoop him after school just to show I got class Uh, 3 Stacks 30 hours Just ride out to that Check it out: this the bonus track, this the bonus 30 hours My favorite albums used to have like bonus joints like this Thats why they kick it off like this Yeah, just did that Madison Square Garden 30 hours Had to put the flyest nigga on this shit, ayy, ayy The pyramids shall rise 30 hours Look at these ultralight beams flowin For all the moms, the dads, the kids, the families that shared this moment with us Lets rock out for bout 30 hours You know, ayy, you know Ayy, you know, ayy, you know 30 hours Whole design team, Yeezy team, music team Remember when the whole blockd get shout out? This my version of a shout-out track 30 hours Let that mothafucka rock, let that, let that, yeah To my brother Yasiin, holding it down in Africa 30 hours To my family: thank you for holding me down The media be acting like 30 hours Thats Gabe calling Yo Gabe Im just doing a... Im just doing an adlib track right now Whats up? 30 hours 30 hours
High-lights Tell my baby Im back in town Highlights Tell everybody Im back in town High-lights Tell my baby Im back in town, town Highlights We only makin the highlights Tell my mama, tell my mama That I only want my whole life to only be highlights We only makin the highlights Tell my mama, tell my mama That I only want my whole life to only be highlights Can we play that back one time? And after that night Im gon wanna play this shit back, oh no Sometimes Im wishin that my dick had GoPro So I could play that shit back in slo-mo I just shot an amateur video; I think I should go pro We only makin the highlights We only makin the highlights Tell my mama, tell my mama That I only want my whole life to only be highlights One life, one night Uh Highlights Thats all I need Livin the life til I die I bet me and Ray J would be friends If we aint love the same bitch Yeah, he might have hit it first Only problem is Im rich Uh, 21 Grammys, superstar family We the new Jacksons, Im all about that action Im about that Farrakhan, life is a marathon Ima shift the paradigm, Ima turn up every time Ima bust a coachs head open on some Diddy shit If he ever talk to my son like an idiot One time for a nigga really gettin it Two times cause we got the whole city lit Advice to all my niggas: impregnate Bridget So when she have a baby she gon make another nigga Got the Fruit of Islam in the trenches hah? Even though they know Yeezus is a Christian hah? She spent her whole check on some Christians And that girl aint even religious Walkin, livin, breathin god, you know my past well Hard to believe in God, your nigga got killed Blac Chyna fuckin Rob, help him with the weight I wish my trainer would, tell me what I overate So when Im on vacay, I need to kick back, heh? What you want? You want a boss or an R&B nigga with a six pack, heh, huh? Uh, I need every bad bitch up in Equinox I need to know right now if you a freak or not I need every bad bitch up in Equinox I need to know right now if you a freak or not I need every bad bitch up in Equinox I wanna know right now if you a freak or not I need every bad bitch up in Equinox I wanna know right now if you a freak or not Oh lord , oh lord I need every bad bitch up in Equinox I wanna know if you a freak or not Bad bitch up in Equinox I wanna know if you a freak or not Oh lord, oh my lord
Uhh, can the headphones go louder? Kanye West! Yup, Swag King Cole, yup DJ Khaled! Cant a young nigga get money any more? Tell PETA my mink is dragging on the floor Can I have a bad bitch without no flaws Come to meet me without no drawers? Dinner with Anna Wintour, racing with Anja Rubik I told you motherfuckers it was more than the music In the projects one day, to Project Runway We done heard all that loud-ass talking, were used to it Im from where shorties fucked up, double-cupped up Might even kill somebody and YouTube it To whoever think their words affect me is too stupid And if you can do it better than me, then you do it! We flyer than a parakeet, floatin with no parachute Six thousand dollar pair of shoes, we made it to the Paris news! Dont talk about style cause I embarrass you Shut the fuck up when you talk to me fore I embarrass you Cant a young nigga get money any more? Tell PETA my mink is dragging on the floor Can I have a bad bitch without no flaws Come to meet me without no drawers? And the whole industry want to fuck your old chick Only nigga I got respect for is Wiz And Ill admit, I had fell in love with Kim Around the same time she had fell in love with him Well thats cool, baby girl, do ya thang Lucky I aint had Jay drop him from the team La Familia, Roc Nation We in the building, we still keep it basement Flyer than a parakeet, floatin with no parachute Six thousand dollar pair of shoes, I made it to the Paris news Dont talk about style cause Ill embarrass you Shut the fuck up when you talk to me fore I embarrass you G.O.O.D. Music, we fresh, we fresh Anything else, we detest, detest Bitch-ass niggas got ass and breasts All that said, let me ask this quest Cant a young nigga get money any more? Tell PETA my mink is dragging on the floor Can I have a bad bitch without no flaws Come to meet me without Dont talk to me bout style, nigga, Ill mothafuckin embarrass you Talking bout clothes, Ill mothafuckin embarrass you Hollering bout some hoes, Ill mothafuckin embarrass you Way too cold, I promise youll need some Theraflu Get the Theraflu Get the Theraflu Get the Theraflu This Chicago, nigga South Side, we in this bitch East Side crazy, blow that loud Low End, 39th, The Ickes 47th Street, Garfield Park, 79th Stony Island, K-Town, Wild 100s This Chi-Town, Dro City, The Village Harvey World, O Block, 64th and Normal 64th and King Drive, what up? 83rd, Cottage Grove, the Gardens This Chicago nigga! The Dearborns, 55th, Cabrini-Green Terror Town, West Side, Pocket Town This Chicago! Halsted to the Ida B. Wells New York City, Atlanta, London Town Chiraq Drillinoise This DJ Pharris, fuck around and get embarrassed
Your love is fadin Your love is fadin Your love is fadin I feel its fadin When no one aint around I think I think too much Aint nobody watchin I just fade away I feel it Fade away I feel it I feel it Fade away-ay-ay-ay I think I think too much I feel it Your love is fadin I feel it Roll up, roll up; hold up, hold up; po up, po up I feel it I love to... I wanna... Im tryna... I feel it Ima rock the boat, work the middle til it hurt a little I feel it Your love is fadin I feel it Fuckin with a real ass nigga I feel it Fuck how you feel ass nigga I feel it Bitch better act like you know better I feel it Woah When no one aint around I think I think too much Aint nobody watchin I just fade away You dont even know, Ive been so far gone Ive been so led on, Ive been runnin round Ive been on my shit, whole world on my dick I just need to know Oh, deep inside Deep, deep, down inside I feel it Yes, deep inside Deep, deep, down inside I feel it Oh, deep inside Deep, deep, down inside I feel it Yes, deep inside I get lifted, yes Deep, deep, down inside I can feel it Oh, deep inside Oh, I get lifted, yes Deep, deep, down inside I feel it Yes, deep inside Oh, I get lifted, yes Deep, deep, down inside I feel it Oh, deep inside Oh, I get lifted, yes Deep, deep, down inside I feel it Yes, deep inside Oh, I get lifted, yes Deep, deep, down inside I get I feel its fadin Oh, I get lifted, yes I feel it fadin I feel it fadin I feel it I feel its fadin
Mmmm, ay-oh Hey... Ratatat, yeah! Na-na-na-nah Na-na-na-nah Crush a bit, little bit, roll it up, take a hit Feelin lit, feelin right, 2 AM, summer night I dont care, hand on the wheel Driving drunk, Im doing my thing Rolling the Midwest side and out Living my life, getting out dreams People told me slow my roll, Im screaming out "Fuck that" Ima do just what I want, looking ahead, no turning back If I fall, if I die, know I lived it to the fullest If I fall, if I die, know I lived and missed some bullets Im on the pursuit of happiness, and I know Everything that shine aint always gonna be gold, hey Ill be fine once I get it Ill be good Im on the pursuit of happiness and I know Everything that shine aint always gonna be gold, hey Ill be fine once I get it Ill be good Tell me what you know about dreamin, dreamin? You dont really know about nothin, nothin Tell me what you know about the night terrors every night 5 AM, cold sweats, waking up to the sky Tell me what you know about dreams, dreams? Tell me what you know about night terrors? Nothing You dont really care about the trials of tomorrow Rather lay awake in the bed full of sorrow Im on the pursuit of happiness, and I know Everything that shine aint always gonna be gold, hey Ill be fine once I get it Ill be good Im on the pursuit of happiness, and I know Everything that shine aint always gonna be gold, hey Ill be fine once I get it Ill be good Im on the pursuit of happiness I know everything that shine aint always gold Ill be fine once I get it Ill be good Im on the pursuit of happiness, and I know Everything that shine aint always gonna be gold, hey Ill be fine once I get it Ill be good Im on the pursuit of happiness, and I know Everything that shine aint always gonna be gold, hey Ill be fine once I get it Ill be good Pursuit of happiness, yeah I gon get it, Ill be good Oh... Oh man, oh, ugh... Rooms spinning, rooms spinning... Pat, Zuli... Oh fuck Oh my God, whyd I drink so much and smoke so much? Oh Oh, fuck
In the night, I hear em talk The coldest story ever told Somewhere far along this road He lost his soul to a woman so heartless How could you be so heartless? Oh, how could you be so heartless? How could you be so Cold as the winter wind when it breeze, yo? Just remember that you talkin to me though You need to watch the way you talkin to me, yo I mean, after all the things that we been through I mean, after all the things we got into Ayo, I know of some things that you aint told me Ayo, I did some things but thats the old me And now you wanna get me back and you gon show me So you walk around like you dont know me You got a new friend, well, I got homies But in the end, its still so lonely In the night, I hear em talk The coldest story ever told Somewhere far along this road He lost his soul to a woman so heartless How could you be so heartless? Oh, how could you be so heartless? How could you be so Dr. Evil? Youre bringin out a side of me that I dont know I decided we wasnt gon speak so Why we up 3 AM on the phone? Why do she be so mad at me fo? Homie, I dont know, shes hot and cold I wont stop, wont mess my groove up ‘Cause I already know how this thing go You run and tell your friends that youre leavin me They say that they dont see what you see in me You wait a couple of months, then you gon see Youll never find nobody better than me In the night, I hear em talk The coldest story ever told Somewhere far along this road He lost his soul to a woman so heartless How could you be so heartless? Oh, how could you be so heartless? Talk and talk and talk and talk Baby, lets just knock it off They dont know what we been through They dont know bout me and you So I got somethin new to see And you just gon keep hatin me And we just gon be enemies I know you cant believe I could just leave it wrong And you cant make it right Im gon take off tonight into the night In the night, I hear em talk The coldest story ever told Somewhere far along this road He lost his soul to a woman so heartless How could you be so heartless? Oh, how could you be so heartless? On and on and on and on And on and, and on and on and on
Last October Grammy-nominated producer KANYE WEST was in a nearly fatal car accident. His jaw was fractured in nearly three places. Two weeks later he recorded this song with his mouth still wired shut... so the world could feel his pain! Yo, Gee, they cant stop me from rappin, can they? Can they, Hop? Through the fire, to the limit, to the wall For a chance to be with you, Id gladly risk it all Through the fire, through whatever, come what may For a chance at loving you, Id take it all the way Right down to the wire, even through the fire I spit it through the wire, man Theres too much stuff on my heart right now, man Id gladly risk it all right now Its a life-or-death situation, man Yall, yall dont really understand how I feel right now, man Its your boy, Kanye to the… Chi-Town, whats goin on? Uh-huh, yeah, yeah I drink a Boost for breakfast, an Ensure for dessert Somebody ordered pancakes, I just sip the sizzurp That right there could drive a sane man berserk Not to worry, Mr. H-to-the-Izzos back to wizzerk How do you console my mom or give her light support Tellin her her sons on life support? And just imagine how my girl feel On the plane scared as hell that her guy look like Emmett Till She was with me before the deal, shed been tryna be mine She a Delta, so shed been throwin that Dynasty sign No use in me tryna be lyin, I been tryna be signed Tryin to be a millionaire, how I used two lifelines In the same hospital where Biggie Smalls died The doctor said I had blood clots, but I aint Jamaican, man Story on MTV and I aint tryna make a band I swear, this right here, history in the makin, man Through the fire, to the limit, to the wall For a chance to be with you, Id gladly risk it all Through the fire, through whatever, come what may For a chance at loving you, Id take it all the way Right down to the wire, even through the fire I really apologize for everything right now If its unclear at all, man They got my mouth wired shut For like… I dunno, the doctor said like six weeks Yknow, he had, I had reconstructive surgery on my jaw I looked in the mirror And half my jaw was in the back of my mouth, man I couldnt believe it But Im still here for yall right now, man This what I got to say right here, dawg Yeah, turn me up, yeah, uh What if somebody from the Chi that was ill got a deal On the hottest rap label around? But he wasnt talkin bout coke and birds It was more like spoken word, cept hes really puttin it down? And he explained the story bout how Blacks came from glory And what we need to do in the game Good dude, bad night, right place, wrong time In the blink of a eye, his whole life changed If you could feel how my face felt You would know how Mase felt Thank God I aint too cool for the safe belt I swear to God, driver two wanna sue I got a lawyer for the case, to keep whats in my safe safe My dawgs couldnt tell if I… I looked like Tom Cruise in Vanilla Sky, it was televised Theres been an accident like GEICO They thought I was burnt up like Pepsi did Michael I must got a angel, ‘cause look how death missed his ass Unbreakable, what, you thought theyd call me Mr. Glass? Look back on my life like the Ghost of Christmas Past Toys "R" Us where I used to spend that Christmas cash And I still wont grow up, Im a grown-ass kid Swear I should be locked up for stupid shit that I did But Im a champion, so I turned tragedy to triumph Make music thats fire, spit my soul through the wire Through the fire, to the limit, to the wall For a chance to be with you, Id gladly risk it all Through the fire, through whatever, come what may For a chance at loving you, Id take it all the way Right down to the wire, even through the fire Yknow what Im sayin? When the doctor told me I had, um That I was gonna have to have a plate in my chin I said, "Dawg, dont you realize Ill never make it on a plane now?" "Its bad enough I got all this jewelry on!" You cant be serious, man
Yeah And you say Chi city! Chi city! Chi city! Im comin home again Do you think about me now and then? Do you think about me now and then? Cause Im comin home again -Min home again I met this girl when I was three years old And what I loved most, she had so much soul She said, "Excuse me, little homie, I know you dont know me But my name is Windy and I like to blow trees." And from that point, I never blow her off Niggas come from out of town, I like to show her off They like to act tough, she like to toe em off And make em straighten up their hat cause she know they soft And when I grew up, she showed me how to go downtown In the nighttime, her face lit up, so astoundin I told her in my heart is where shell always be She never messed with entertainers cause they always leave She said, "It felt like they walked and drove on me." Knew I was gang affiliated, got on TV and told on me I guess thats why last winter she got so cold on me She said, "Ye, keep makin that, keep makin that platinum and gold for me!" Im comin home again Do you think about me now and then? Do you think about me now and then? Cause Im comin home again -Min home again Do you think about me now and then? Do you think about me now and then? Oh! Now Im comin home again Maybe we can start again But if you really cared for her Then you wouldntve never hit the airport to follow your dreams Sometimes I still talk to her But when I talk to her, it always seems like she talkin bout me She said, "You left your kids, and they just like you They wanna rap and make soul beats just like you But they just not you," and I just got through Talkin bout what niggas tryin to do: just not new Now everybody got the game figured out all wrong I guess you never know what you got til its gone I guess thats why Im here and I cant come back home And guess when I heard that? When I was back home Every interview, Im representin you, makin you proud Reach for the stars, so if you fall, you land on a cloud Jump in the crowd, spark your lighters, wave em around If you dont know by now, Im talkin bout Chi-Town Im comin home again Do you think about me now and then? Do you think about me now and then? Cause Im comin home again -Min home again Baby, do you remember when Fireworks at Lake Michigan? Oh! Now Im comin home again -Min home again Baby, do you remember when Fireworks at Lake Michigan? Oh! Now Im comin home again Maybe we can start again Loy-oy-al, loy-oy-al Comin home again Loy-oy-al, loy-oy-al Comin home again Maybe we can start again
I just want to take you out and show you off You already know that you the perfect one Girl when Im with you, feel like a champion Ever since I got with you I feel like I done won me a trophy A trophy, I won me a trophy I won, I won, I won a trophy I just want to take you out and show you off You already know that you the perfect one Girl when Im with you, feel like a champion Ever since I got with you I feel like I done won me a trophy Trophy, I won me a trophy A trophy, I won me a trophy Trophy, I won me a trophy A trophy Get to fuckin on the dresser just to make that pussy wetter Gotta put you in that vintage then you rockin Perry Ellis Then I leave with you, only cause I believe in you We get to bangin on the walls just to piss the neighbors off You and them 12 foot ceilings, I just painted the halls So I can breathe with you I want to live my dream with you You say that money dont matter its the times and the memories And now that ass gettin fatter and I know its because of me I know its because of me I know its because of me, got you in custody Whoever knockin at the door, they gotta wait til we finished I know I started at the bottom but that aint where we endin I just want to take you out and show you off You already know that you the perfect one Girl when Im with you, feel like a champion Ever since I got with you I feel like I done won me a trophy Trophy, I won me a trophy I won, I won, I won a trophy I won me a trophy Trophy, I won me a trophy A trophy You the number one trophy wife So its only right to live the trophy life You grew up on J. Lo, Timberlands by Manolo now Til one day I put an angel in your ultrasound I wanna dip that ass in gold, I wanna dip that ass in gold I made it over NBA, NFL players So every time I score its like the Super Bowl Baby, we should hit the south of France So you could run around without them pants I put that glacier on your little hand Now thats the only thing without a tan My trophy on that Bound bike, I gave you only pipe If people dont hate then it wont be right You could look at Kylie, Kendall, Kourtney and Khloe All your Mama ever made was trophies, right? I just want to take you out and show you off You already know that you the perfect one Girl when Im with you, feel like a champion Ever since I got with you I feel like I done won me a trophy Trophy, I won me a trophy I won, I won, I won a trophy I won me a trophy Trophy, I won me a trophy A trophy
Yayo, yayo Mula-la Yayo Bitch better have my money Yall should know me well enough Bitch better have my money Please dont call me on my bluff Pay me what you owe me Ballin bigger than LeBron Bitch, give me your money Who yall think yall frontin on? Like bra, bra, bra Louis XIII, and its all on me, nigga, you just bought a shot Kamikaze, if you think that you gon knock me off the top Shit, your wife in the backseat of my brand new foreign car Dont act like you forgot I call the shots, shots, shots Like bra, bra, bra Pay me what you owe, dont act like you forgot Bitch better have my money Bitch better have my money Pay me what you owe me Bitch better have my Bitch better have my Bitch better have my money Turn up to Rihanna while the whole club fuckin wasted Every time I drop by, I am the only thing yall playin In a drop top, doin hundred, yall in my rearview mirror racin Where yall at? Where yall at? Where yall at? Like bra, bra, bra Louis XIII, and its all on me, nigga, you just bought a shot Kamikaze, if you think that you gon knock me off the top Shit, your wife in the backseat of my brand new foreign car Dont act like you forgot I call the shots, shots, shots Like bra, bra, bra Pay me what you owe me, dont act like you forgot Bitch better have my money Bitch better have my money Pay me what you owe me Bitch better have my Bitch better have my Bitch better have my money Bitch better have my money Bitch better have my money Pay me what you owe me Bitch better have my Bitch better have my Bitch better have my money Bitch better have my money Bitch better have my money Bitch, bitch, bitch better have my money Yo, that bitch better have my money Hold up My money Yo, my money That bitch better have my money Bitch better have my money
Bandana wrapped-wrapped round your head The bandana wrapped round your head Fuck niggas, they scared Aint nobody triller than me Aint nobody triller than Scott Aint nobody trill, man, Im takin they spot Yah, these niggas is scared Sundays in the city movin slow Thirty-thirty-thirty-five hundred for the coat Only-only-only real niggas keep you float Only trill niggas I know Only-only-only trill niggas I know Only-only-only trill niggas I know Only trill niggas I know Only-only-only trill niggas I know Ladies order up the champagne, a whole lot of it Painkillers, aint got back pain, know you gotta love it Tens out in NY, they in my hallways, I got a lobby of em Up and Down with Chase, Monday nights, we made a hobby of it Still down with the same dogs, man, they never loved us Gave my niggas all gold chains to remind me of it Were still holdin that old thing, tryna rob me of it One time for the trill bitches thatll let me touch it Im papi though, they get it poppin with me when Im out in public Flyin through, I got a young Yoncé with a Iggy on her Me and Metro do the same drugs, got a lot of it All these cups and damn, all these hoes These niggas up to somethin Touch down out in H-Town, there it might get ugly Its trill niggas, where its trill niggas, a whole army of em I run the check up, Im a hot nigga, dont turn my countant on me Free Rowdy Rowdy, free Bobby Bobby, them the Shmurda homies Good lord! Sundays in the city movin slow Thirty-thirty-thirty-five hundred for the coat Only-only-only real niggas keep you float Only trill niggas I know Only-only-only trill niggas I know Only-only-only trill niggas I know Only trill niggas I know Only-only-only trill niggas I know Sundays in the city movin slow Thirty-thirty-thirty-five hundred for the coat Only-only-only real niggas keep you float Only trill niggas I know Only-only-only trill niggas I know Only-only-only trill niggas I know Only trill niggas I know Only-only-only trill niggas I know Smoke with me, drank with me, lean like Im Clark Copping a Wraith then I throw it in park You niggas some marks and you aint got no heart I know lil one gon come with that A and that R I know lil one gon come with that A and that R Im counting, Im dripping, Im fiending Im not from this planet, I was abandoned Trill niggas, real niggas, popping them pill niggas Stack up a mil, nigga like its a lil nigga This for the one who gon load up that K for me This for the ones that ran off and didnt wait on me This for the niggas ran off and didnt wait on me This for you, bitch, you ran off and didnt wait on me Hood nigga, fuck all that red carpet shit Hood nigga, I fuck a red carpet bitch I put a Rolls and a Royce on my wrist You can smell promethazine when I piss I pray to God he bring me Actavis Aint nobody triller than Metro, aint nobody triller than Scooter Hop on the private, I do it, take all the mollies, I do it The Bentley put up with no mileage, I do it These Styrofoams with me legitimate Im proudly downing these Percocets We just want to be stoners lately, Ive been on, on, on This money an option, this weed is an option, this lean is an option Your bitch is an option, her bitch is an option I send them through auctions You paying that price for that punani This gold on my neck is a new Grammy Sundays in the city movin slow Thirty-thirty-thirty-five hundred for the coat Only-only-only real niggas keep you float Only trill niggas I know Only-only-only trill niggas I know Only-only-only trill niggas I know Only trill niggas I know Only-only-only trill niggas I know Sundays in the city movin slow Thirty-thirty-thirty-five hundred for the coat Only-only-only real niggas keep you float Only trill niggas I know Only-only-only trill niggas I know Only-only-only trill niggas I know Only trill niggas I know Only-only-only trill niggas I know My bathtub the size of swimming pools Backstroke to my children room Maybach in the living room I spent racks on these tennis shoes Niggas know what Im finna do Time for me to put the mink up Forgiattos on the Brinks truck My favorite rapper drove a pink truck I do shit that you dreamed of I was born with a mean mug I was born with some nappy hair Drinkin breast milk out a lean cup Tity Bois my alias Real niggas my radius Trill niggas on the song with me If she bad as hell Ill pay the babysitter In a black Mercedes with her Doin about 180 with her I was born a hustler, paraphernalia in my baby pictures Resident, all elegant Leather shit in my front yard TV by my swimming pool Got that built like a sports bar Chevelle with a new motor Got the bitch like a sports car Yeah, my name is Tity Boi I dont fuck with hoes that wear sports bras Crib bigger than your imagination Call the trap house the gas station Call mommas house the Jag station Emoji, sad faces Look at these niggas I need to buy pocketbooks for these niggas Sundays in the city movin slow Thirty-thirty-thirty-five hundred for the coat Only-only-only real niggas keep you float Only trill niggas I know Only-only-only trill niggas I know Only-only-only trill niggas I know Only trill niggas I know Only-only-only trill niggas I know Sundays in the city movin slow Thirty-thirty-thirty-five hundred for the coat Only-only-only real niggas keep you float Only trill niggas I know Only-only-only trill niggas I know Only-only-only trill niggas I know Only trill niggas I know Only-only-only trill niggas I know Aint nobody triller than me, aint nobody triller than Scott Aint nobody trill man, Im takin their spot, yah, we ride on a yacht Aint nobody triller than Metro, aint nobody triller than Scooter Aint nobody triller, I knew it, aint nobody triller, we knew it Pour up in H-Town, them niggas dont play round like Jas and Jr Say fuck all the rumors, say fuck all the rumors Say fuck all the rumors, say fuck all the rumors Say fuck all the rumors, say fuck all the rumors Sundays in the city movin slow Thirty-thirty-thirty-five hundred for the coat Only-only-only real niggas keep you float Only trill niggas I know Only-only-only trill niggas I know Only-only-only trill niggas I know Only trill niggas I know Only-only-only trill niggas I know
Yeah, more, yeah More time with family and friends, more life More time to get it right Its only me, but Im seeing four shadows in the light My demons visit me every night To the most high, Im forever indebted I know I gotta pay somethin, I know that days comin I put it all in the music Because if I dont say it here, then I wont say nothin Could feel my hand getting tired from holding the grudges Two birds, one stone, my aim is amazin I need to start losing my shit on you niggas thats hatin Too reserved, like I called ahead for me and my lady Free C5, how the fuck we got the boss waiting? Ever since the blue basement, I found God and I lost patience Between rocks and hard places of all places Spotted everywhere, like Dalmatian Cops snoop around now, cause all of my dogs famous Please welcome the October fall baby Vaughan Road Academy, star player—my minds not all there Used to carry a lot of dead weight like a pallbearer People too scared to tell the truth, so its all dares Count it, its all there, and we all square Quick money, Im in and out My dad used to use a soap bar til its thinnin out But, shit, look at Dennis now, all Stacy Adams and linend out More blessings for Sandi and him, more life My parents never got it right But God bless em both, I think we all alike We all wide awake late at night, thinking on what to change If we do get to do it twice in another life Scared to go to sleep now Cause being awake is what all my dreams were like Back when the bar that I had set for myself was out of sight Tell me how I went and did chin-ups on this shit when I cant see it Pin-ups of Meagan Good and Pam Grier Soul sisters inspired my old scriptures Now that feelings gone like them old pictures Mixin liquor got us both twisted, words get so vicious You just stare at me while you roll Swishers Girl, I love you, but I dont miss ya And no matter what year it is, Im a 06er Go figure, cold nigga, stay in school, man Fuck the rap game, its all lies and its all filthy Two percent of us rich and the rest of these niggas all milk it Got two of my niggas off with a "not guilty" Gave back to the city and never said it if I didnt live it But still, they try and tell you Im not the realest Like Im some privileged kid that never sat through a prison visit Or like it was just handed to me tied with a ribbon I never worked to get it But really its you with all the drug dealer stories Thats gotta stop, though You made a couple chops and now you think you Chapo If you ask me though, you aint lining the trunk with kilos You bagging weed watching Pacino with all your niggas Like, "This what we need to be on," but you never went live You middle-man in this shit, boy, you was never them guys I can tell, cause I look most of you dead in your eyes And youll be tryna sell that story for the rest of your lives Cant show us where the cash is, me, I dont judge Im just going off what the math is, numbers inflated They all look at me, like, "What have you done for me lately?" "I like your older shit but wasnt in love with the latest." Aw, baby, stop debatin, Im just a creative My numbers out of this world No wonder they got me feeling so alienated You were the man on the moon Now you just go through your phases Life of the angry and famous Rap like I know Im the greatest then give you tropical flavors Still never been on hiatus You stay xannd and perkd up So when reality set in, you dont gotta face it Im down 200 in Vegas but winning life on a daily basis It seems like nobody wants to stay in my good graces Im like a real estate agent, putting you all in your places Look what happens soon as you talk to me crazy Is you crazy?
Flashing lights Flashing lights Flashing lights Flashing lights She dont believe in shootin stars But she believe in shoes and cars Wood floors in the new apartment Couture from the stores departments You more like "love to start shit" Im more of the trips to Florida Ordered the hors doeuvres, views of the water Straight from a page of your favorite author And the weather so breezy Man, why cant life always be this easy? She in the mirror dancin so sleazy I get a call like, "Where are you, Yeezy?" And try to hit you with the ol-wu-wopte Til I got flashed by the paparazzi Damn, these niggas got me I hate these niggas more than the Nazis As I recall, I know you love to show off But I never thought that you would take it this far But what do I know? Flashing lights What do I know? Know Flashing lights I know its been a while, sweetheart We hardly talk, I was doin my thang I know I was foul, baby Aye, babe, lately, youve been all on my brain And if somebody woulda told me a month ago Frontin, though, yo, I wouldnt wanna know If somebody woulda told me a year ago Itll go get this difficult Feelin like Katrina with no FEMA Like Martin with no Gina Like a flight with no Visa First class with the seat back, I still see ya In my past, you on the other side of the glass Of my memorys museum Im just sayin, hey, Mona Lisa Come home, you know you cant roam without Caesar As I recall, I know you love to show off But I never thought that you would take it this far What do I know? Flashing lights What do I know? Know Flashing lights As you recall, you know I love to show off But you never thought that I would take it this far What do you know? Flashing lights What do you know? Know Flashing lights Flashing lights
Dropped outta school now we dumb rich This sound like some forty-three-oh-one shit All my niggas wanna do is pop style Turn my birthday into a lifestyle Tell my mom I love her if I do not make it Got so many chains they call me Chaining Tatum And I like to finish what you think you started Man you boys just got to Hollywood, you boys just started You dont know what you just started All I do is hang with the young and heartless All this for my family, man, I try my hardest Its all I ever did and look where it got him Yeah, youve been on my mind lately Youve still got my number, girl you need to call me I feel like they wanna see me learn the hard way But you know I always handle that one my way Girl, let me rock, rock, rock, rock, rock your body Justin Timberlake and then I hit the highway I cant trust no fuckin body They still out to get me cause they never got me They still out to get me, I dont get it I can not be got, and thats a given Give a real nigga the number one Even though I got like twenty-one Cannot be me Im a one-of-one Schooling your ass like 101 They been out here tryna slide on me They been out here telling lies on me Everybody looking out for themself But they still got they eyes on me See me putting in the hard work now, ayy Momma doesnt have to call work now, ayy I decide when I start work now, ayy Problems hit the gym, they all work out MVP, MVP, oh-nine all the way to sixteen Even next season looking like a breeze Lot of yall aint built for the league, yeah Trade you off the team while you in your sleep, yeah Yall showed me that nothings guaranteed And you dont know what you started My friends chain so big that he look like the artist I cant trust no fuckin body They still out to get me cause they never got me Dropped outta school now we dumb rich This sound like some forty-three-oh-one shit All my niggas wanna do is pop style Turn my birthday into a lifestyle
I dont feel that shes mine enough God, I feel I couldnt have you windin up Butterfly in my wrist You make pretty women out of my skin And I dont feel like And I know you wouldnt leave They say, "Build your own"—I said, "How, Sway?" I said, "Slavery a choice"—they said, "How, Ye?" Just imagine if they caught me on a wild day Now Im on fifty blogs gettin fifty calls My wife callin, screamin, say we bout to lose it all Had to calm her down cause she couldnt breathe Told her she could leave me now, but she wouldnt leave And I know you wouldnt leave And I sometimes wish We doin such things We could wait longer than this Yes, you know youre one of these We can run through with the top chopped, yeah And the sundress down, ooh And I know you wouldnt... Oh, dont bring that up, thats gon get me sentimental You know Im sensitive, I got a gentle mental Every time somethin happen they want me sent to mental We had an incident, but I cover incidentals You want me workin on my messagin When Im thinkin like George Jetson But soundin like George Jefferson Then they questionin my methods then If you tweakin out on my texts again Then I dont get reception here I got the mind state to take us past the stratosphere I use the same attitude that done got us here I live for now, I dont know what happen after here I live for now, I dont know what happen after here Plus, what was meant to be was meant to be Even if, publicly, I lack the empathy I aint finna talk about it, nother four centuries One and one is two, but me and you, thats infinity And I know you wouldnt... I dont feel like shes mine enough God, I feel I couldnt have you windin up Butterfly in my wrist You make pretty women out of my skin And I dont feel like And I know you wouldnt leave For any guy that ever fucked up Ever embarrassed they girl Ever embarrassed they wife She told you not to do that shit She told you yous gon fuck the money up But you aint wanna listen, did you? Keep that same energy Keep that same energy Keep that same energy Now you testin her loyalty This what they mean when they say "For better or for worse", huh? For every down female that stuck with they dude Through the best times, through the worst times This for you And I know you wouldnt leave
God, oh, God Boi, boi Ive been workin all god damn year, I just got my check Im bout to spend it all on me, Im worth it, yeah Hol up, hol up, tell me what you see Pull up , watch these mothafuckas freak S-say what up though when you see me in the streets G.O.O.D. Music in this bitch, now drop that mothafuckin beat, woah Okay, this to all of my enemies that see me gettin guap right now See me gettin guap right now, see me gettin guap right now This to all of my hatin hoes that see me gettin guap right now See me gettin guap right now, hell yeah, I wont stop right now This to all my old hoes that see me gettin guap right now See me gettin guap right now, hell yeah, I wont stop right now See me gettin guap right now, hell nah, I wont stop right now Hell nah, I wont stop right now, see me gettin guap right now Okay, I need 50k large My mama need a new crib My daddy need a new car So I be goin so hard Detroit is my yard I need a 17 car garage I need a 17 broad menage I need a jail house to free my dogs I done paid taxes, paid dues, paid bills my whole life So Ima throw money in the air, like Im tryin to pay the sky Told myself that man if I cant live like this, Id rather die I give it up to God, and he always replies: "Control yo hoes, you let her talk til you crazy You got baby mama drama, you aint even got you no baby! You fugazi, b-boss up, boss up with your time dog You aint got time for no hoes, I aint even got time for no time off!" Im on Okay, this to all of my enemies that see me gettin guap right now See me gettin guap right now, see me gettin guap right now This to all of my hatin hoes that see me gettin guap right now See me gettin guap right now, hell yeah, I wont stop right now This to all my old hoes that see me gettin guap right now See me gettin guap right now, hell yeah, I wont stop right now See me gettin guap right now, hell nah, I wont stop right now Hell nah, I wont stop right now, see me gettin guap right now Okay, I need 50k large My homie just beat the charge My brother need a new job So I be goin so hard I need my face on a black card My iPhone need a charge My fish tank need sharks I need a blimp to say the worlds ours So these niggas can know I do what they cant Im stuntin for all the people who aint You still hatin? You should be fuckin ashamed Far as I came, guess when youre running the game they want you to sprain Yeah, I know, I know, but I dont get my stress on Takin shots, swear its like my stomachs made of Teflon They like, "Boy, wont you get your rest on?" Bitch, cause Im up for every hour I was slept on And last night I dreamed about two girls, bisexual They was tryin things, trisexual Then I woke up in a city where the population match the death toll Drew my blueprint, got it illustrated, F.F. affiliated Millions chasin go to sleep wake up continuated Life of a Don, Chandon sippin, never had a palm readin Always had my palms itchin time to get it Boy, I was taught to get it til its gone Even when I got it, watch me get it like I dont Hol up, hol up, tell me what you see Pull up , watch these mothafuckas freak S-say what up though when you see me in the streets G.O.O.D. Music in this bitch, now drop that mothafuckin beat, woah Okay, this to all of my enemies that see me gettin guap right now See me gettin guap right now, see me gettin guap right now This to all of my hatin hoes that see me gettin guap right now See me gettin guap right now, hell yeah, I wont stop right now This to all my old hoes that see me gettin guap right now See me gettin guap right now, hell yeah, I wont stop right now See me gettin guap right now, hell nah, I wont stop right now Hell nah, I wont stop right now, see me gettin guap right now Right now, woah Right now, woah Right now, woah Right now, woah Right now, woah Right now, woah, woah Four, three, two, one This to all my enemies that see me gettin guap right now See me gettin guap right now, hell yeah, wont stop right now Four, three, two, one See me gettin guap right now, hell nah, wont stop right now Hell nah, wont stop right now, see me gettin guap right now Four, three, two, one
We at war We at war with terrorism, racism But most of all we at war with ourselves God show me the way because the Devils tryna break me down You know what the Midwest is? Young and restless Where restless might snatch your necklace And next these might jack your Lexus Somebody tell these who Kanye West is I walk through the valley of the Chi where death is Top floor the view alone will leave you breathless *gasps* Try to catch it *gasps* its kinda hard Getting choked by detectives, yeah, yeah, now check the method They be askin us questions, harass and arrest us Sayin "We eat pieces of shit like you for breakfast" Huh? Yall eat pieces of shit? Whats the basis? We aint going nowhere but got suits and cases A trunk full of coke, rental car from Avis My mama used to say only Jesus can save us Well mama I know I act a fool But Ill be gone til November, I got packs to move I hope God show me the way because the Devils tryna break me down The only thing that I pray is that my feet dont fail me now And I dont think theres nothin I can do now to right my wrongs I wanna talk to God but Im afraid cause we aint spoke in so long God show me the way because the Devils tryna break me down The only thing that I pray is that my feet dont fail me now And I dont think theres nothin I can do now to right my wrongs I wanna talk to God but Im afraid cause we aint spoke in so long So long, so long To the hustlers, killers, murderers, drug dealers, even the scrippers To the victims of welfare feel we livin in Hell here, hell yeah Now, hear ye, hear ye, want to see Thee more clearly I know He hear me when my feet get weary Cause were the almost nearly extinct We rappers is role models: we rap, we dont think I aint here to argue about His facial features Or here to convert atheists into believers Im just tryna say the way school need teachers The way Kathie Lee needed Regis, thats the way I need Jesus So here go my single, dawg, radio needs this They say you can rap about anything except for Jesus That means guns, sex, lies, videotape But if I talk about God my record wont get played, huh? Well if this take away from my spins Whichll probably take away from my ends Then I hope this take away from my sins And bring the day that Im dreamin about Next time Im in the club, everybody screamin out God show me the way because the Devils tryna break me down The only thing that I pray is that my feet dont fail me now
Yeah, yeah Dropped outta school, now we dumb rich This sound like some forty-three-oh-one shit All my niggas wanna do is pop style Turn my birthday into a lifestyle Tell my mom I love her if I do not make it Got so many chains they call me Chaining Tatum And I like to finish what you think you started Man, you boys just got to Hollywood, you boys just started You dont know what you just started All I do is hang with the young and heartless All this for my family, man, I try my hardest Its all I ever did and look where it got him Yeah, youve been on my mind lately Youve still got my number, girl, you need to call me I feel like they wanna see me learn the hard way But you know I always handle that one my way Girl let me rock, rock, rock, rock, rock your body Justin Timberlake and then I hit the highway I cant trust no fuckin body They still out to get me cause they never got me They still out to get me, they dont get it I cannot be got, and thats a given They like, "Pablo—" "Why are all the windows tinted on your Tahoe?" "Why do you know every single bitch that I know?" "Why cant you just shut your mouth and take the high road?" Fuck if I know, thats that Chicago South, south side, thats the motto Cop a crib and spend ten million on remodel Take the devils out my life and preach the gospel, cause I know We went way, way past the line of scrimmage, ayy Throne is back up in it, ayy In the field like Emmitt, ayy, yall get so offended, ayy I be blacking out, I aint backing out Jay about his business, and Ima let you finish, but I I just, I just, I just, I just wanna rock your body Take you to the garage and do some karate Chop it, chop it, chop it, chop it sipping sake Throw a thick bitch on a Kawasaki Dropped outta school, now we dumb rich This sound like some forty-three-oh-one shit All my niggas wanna do is pop style Turn my birthday into a lifestyle
R.O.C., we runnin this rap shit Memphis Bleek, we runnin this rap shit B. Mac, we runnin this rap shit Freeway, we run this rap shit O & Sparks, we runnin this rap shit Chris & Neef, we runnin this rap shit The takeover, the breaks over, nigga God MC—me—Jay-Hova Hey lil soldier, you aint ready for war R.O.C. too strong for yall Its like bringing a knife to a gunfight, pen to a test Your chest in the line of fire with your thin-ass vest You bringing them boys to men, how them boys gonna win? This is grown man B.I., get you rolled into triage, bi-atch Your reach aint long enough, dunny Your peeps aint strong enough, fucker Roc-A-Fella is the army, better yet the navy Niggasll kidnap your babies, spit at your lady We bring knife to fistfight, kill your drama We kill you motherfucking ants with a sledgehammer Dont let me do it to you dunny ‘cause I overdo it So you wont confuse it with just rap music R.O.C., we runnin this rap shit M Easy, we runnin this rap shit The Broad Street Bully, we runnin this rap shit Get zipped up in plastic; when it happens, thats it Freeway, we runnin this rap shit O & Sparks, we runnin this rap shit Chris & Neef, we runnin this rap shit I dont care if you Mobb Deep, I hold triggers to crews You little fuck, I got money stacks bigger than you When I was pushing weight back in 88 You was a ballerina, I got the pictures, I seen ya Then you dropped "Shook Ones," switched your demeanor Well, we dont believe you, you need more people Roc-A-Fella students of the game, we passed the class ‘Cause nobody can read you dudes like we do Dont let em gas you like, "Jigga is ass and wont clap you" Trust me on this one, Ill detach you Mind from spirit, body from soul Theyll have to hold a mass, put your body in a hole No, youre not on my level, get your brakes tweaked I sold what your whole album sold in my first week You guys dont want it with Hov Ask Nas, he dont want it with Hov, no! R.O.C., we runnin this rap shit B. Sigel, we running this rap shit M Easy, we runnin this rap shit Get zipped up in plastic; when it happens, thats it O & Sparks, we runnin this rap shit Freeway, we runnin this rap shit Chris & Neef, we runnin this rap shit I know you miss it, Nas, the But along with celebrity comes bout 70 shots to your frame Nigga, you a Yous the fag model for Karl Kani, Esco ads Went from Nasty Nas to Escos trash Had a spark when you started, but now, youre just garbage Fell from top 10 to not mentioned at all To your bodyguards "Oochie Wally" verse better than yours Matter of fact, you had the worst flow on the whole fucking song But I know: the sun dont shine, then son dont shine Thats why your careers come to an end Its only so long fake thugs can pretend Nigga, you aint live it, you witnessed it from your folks pad You scribbled it in your notepad and created your life I showed you your first TEC on tour with Large Professor Then I heard your album about your TEC on the dresser So yeah, I sampled your voice, you was using it wrong You made it a hot line, I made it a hot song And you aint get a coin, nigga, you was getting fucked then I know who I paid, God–Serchlite Publishing Use your Youve been in this 10, Ive been in it five; smarten up, Nas! Four albums in 10 years, nigga? I could divide Thats one every… lets say two, two of them shits was due One was "nah...," the other was Illmatic Thats a one-hot-album-every-10-year average And thats so Nigga, switch up your flow, your shit is garbage What, you trying to kick knowledge? You niggas gonna learn to respect the king Dont be the next contestant on that Summer Jam screen Because you-know-who did you-know-what With you-know-who But lets keep that between me and you R.O.C., we runnin this rap shit M Easy, we runnin this rap shit The Broad Street Bully, we runnin this rap shit Get zipped up in plastic; when it happens, thats it Freeway, we runnin this rap shit O & Sparks, we runnin this rap shit Chris & Neef, we runnin this rap shit A wise man told me, "Dont argue with fools" ‘Cause people from a distance cant tell who is who So stop with that childish shit, nigga, Im grown Please leave it alone, dont throw rocks at the throne Do not bark up that tree, that tree will fall on you I dont know why your advisers aint forewarn you "Please, not Jay, hes not for play" I dont slack a minute, all that thug rappin and gimmicks I will end it, all that yappin be finished You are not deep, you made your bed, now sleep Dont make me expose you to them folks that dont know you Nigga, I know you well, all the stolen jew-els Twinkletoes, youre breakin my heart You cant fuck with me; go play somewhere, Im busy And all you other cats throwin shots at Jigga You only get half a bar–fuck yall niggas!
Me no conversate with the fake, that part All my bitches independent bitches, that part I just want the paper, that part All my bitches flavored That part, that part, that part, that part, ayy That part Bang this shit in the hood one time, lil bitch, Im back and poppin Tell that ugly bitch to move away, I need more options Broke? Then fix your pockets, all I do is profit Quarter million, switchin lanes, that part Bet my bitch move the same old thing, that part 405 with the gun off safety, that part A.M., still tryna make that play Rich or poor, nigga, choose your fate Style on top of style, nigga Five years, Ive been rich, nigga Drove Bimmers down Fig, nigga Pushed Porsches down Broadway Ive been divin in different hoes, nigga Got a chain thats worth the Rolls, nigga Got an engine in back with the top in it Nigga drivin it like its a bomb in it, uh Me no conversate with the fake, that part All my bitches independent bitches, that part I just want the paper, that part All my bitches flavored That part, that part, that part, that part, ayy Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay Beggars cant be choosers, bitch, this aint Chipotle Nigga with an attitude, I feel like OShea Walkin, livin legend, man, I feel like Kobe I just left the strip club, got some glitter on me Wifey gonna kill me, she the female OJ Yall dont feel me, man, this aint okay Four Seasons, take a shower, new clothes, Im reloaded Rich nigga, still eatin catfish That bitch aint really bad, thats a catfish If I walk up out of Saks Fifth Have the paparazzi doin backflips, yeah If I lay you down on the mattress Blow the back out til you backless Think we already established She just got em done, bra strapless Okay, okay, okay, okay Beggars cant be choosers, bitch, this aint Chipotle Nigga with an attitude, I feel like OShea Walkin, livin legend, man, I feel like Kobe Me no conversate with the fake, that part All my bitches independent bitches, that part I just want the paper, that part All my bitches flavored That part, that part, that part, that part, ayy That part Bang this shit in the hood one time, lil bitch, Im back and poppin Tell that ugly bitch to move away, I need more options Broke? Then fix your pockets, all I do is profit Few million made and still aint changed, that part Me, my girl got matchin bling, that part Ima get so blowed, Ima lose my brain, that part Me and XO only thing go straight Need me a bitch thatll go both ways Style on top of style, nigga Since a youngin, I wanted to ball, nigga Had a pistol in my drawers, nigga When I was broke, I had the sauce, nigga Got a Chevy with side to side on it Hundred spokes, the Dana Danes on it Got a chopper that stand at 52" I put your homies right down beside you, uh Me no conversate with the fake, that part All my bitches independent bitches, that part I just want the paper, that part All my bitches flavored That part, that part, that part, that part, ayy That part That part That part Walkin, livin legend, man, I feel like Kobe I just dropped sixty, man, I feel like Kobe Lamar was with me, man, I feel like Kobe Pippen at my weddin, man, I feel like Jordan Trippin at my weddin, I be raa-oh-ayy Aint say shit, nigga You was listenin close, though You was listenin to hoes, though You wouldnt listen to the flow, though Listen to the G.O.A.T. Lunch line, young nigga from the Go, though Ima freestyle this motherfucker, who knew? When Im with my niggas, nigga, ScHoolboy Q And uh, Top Dawg, call up Dawg Get that nigga on the phone Top Dawg on the phone Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Hah
Yeezy season approachin Fuck whatever yall been hearin Fuck what, fuck whatever yall been wearin A monster about to come alive again Soon as I pull up and park the Benz We get this bitch shaking like Parkinsons Take my number and lock it in Indian hair, no moccasins Its too many hoes in this house of sin Real nigga back in the house again Black Timbs all on your couch again Black dick all in your spouse again And I know she like chocolate men She got more niggas off than Cochran, hah! On sight, on sight How much do I not give a fuck? Let me show you right now fore you give it up How much do I not give a fuck? Let me show you right now fore you give it up Oh, hell give us what we need It may not be what we want Baby girl tryna get a nut And her girl tryna give it up Chopped em both down Dont judge em, Joe Brown One last announcement No sports bra, lets keep it bouncin Everybody wanna live at the top of the mountain Took her to the Bleau, she tried to sip the fountain Thats when David Grutman kicked her out But I got her back in and put my dick in her mouth On sight, on sight Uh-huh Uh-huh Uh-huh Uh-huh Right now I need right now Right now I need, I need right now Right now I need, I need right now
Closed on Sunday, youre my Chick-fil-A Closed on Sunday, you my Chick-fil-A Hold the selfies, put the Gram away Get your family, yall hold hands and pray When you got daughters, always keep em safe Watch out for vipers, dont let them indoctrinate Closed on Sunday, you my Chick-fil-A Youre my number one, with the lemonade Raise our sons, train them in the faith Through temptations, make sure theyre wide awake Follow Jesus, listen and obey No more livin for the culture, we nobodys slave Stand up for my home Even if I take this walk alone I bow down to the King upon the throne My life is His, Im no longer my own I pray to God that Hell strengthen my hand They will think twice steppin onto my land I draw the line, its written in the sand Try me and you will see that I aint playin Now, back up off my family, move your hands I got my weapons in the spirits land I, Jezebel dont even stand a chance Jezebel dont even stand a chance Chick-fil-A
Aight, lets run it, lets run it Yo fuck you, Kanye, first and foremost For making me do this shit. Muhfucker Had to throw everybody out the motherfucking room Cause they dont fucking-- Id like to propose a toast I said toast, motherfucker! And I am And they ask me, they ask me, they ask me, I tell them Raise your glasses, your glasses, your glasses to the sky and This is the last call for alcohol, for the So get your ass up off the wall The all around the world Digital Underground Pac The Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer of the Roc I take my chain, my fifteen seconds of fame And come back next year with the whole fucking game Aint nobody expect Kanye to end up on top They expected that College Dropout to drop and then flop Then maybe he stop savin all the good beats for himself Roc-A-Fellas only niggas that helped My money was thinner than Sean Pauls goatee hair Now Jean Paul Gaultier cologne fill the air, here They say he bougie, he big-headed Would you please stop talking about how my dick head is Flow infectious, give me ten seconds Ill have a buzz bigger than insects in Texas Its funny how wasnt nobody interested Til the night I almost killed myself in Lexus Now I am And they ask me, they ask me, they ask me, I tell them Raise your glasses, your glasses, your glasses to the sky and This is the last call for alcohol, for the So get your ass up off the wall Now was Kanye the most overlooked? Yes sir Now is Kanye the most overbooked? Yes sir Though the fans want the feeling of A Tribe Called Quest But all they got left is this guy called West Thatll take Freeway, throw him on tracks with Mos Def Call him Kwa-li or Kwe-li, I put him on songs with JAY-Z Im the Gap like Banana Republic and Old Navy, and oooh It come out sweeter than old Sadie Nice as Bun-B when I met him at the Source awards Girl he had with him - ass coulda won the horse awards And I was almost famous, now everybody love Kanye Im almost Raymond Some say he arrogant, can yall blame him? It was straight embarrassing how yall played him Last year shoppin my demo, I was tryin to shine Every motherfucker told me that I couldnt rhyme Now I could let these dream killers kill my self-esteem Or use my arrogance as the steam to power my dreams I use it as my gas, so they say that Im gassed But without it Id be last, so I ought to laugh So I dont listen to the suits behind the desk no more You niggas wear suits cause you cant dress no more You cant say shit to Kanye West no more I rocked 20,000 people, I was just on tour, nigga Im Kon, the Louis Vuitton Don Bought my mom a purse, now she Louis Vuitton Mom I aint play the hand I was dealt, I changed my cards I prayed to the skies and I changed my stars I went to the malls and I balled too hard "Oh my god, is that a black card?" I turned around and replied, "Why yes But I prefer the term African American Express" Brains, power, and muscle, like Dame, Puffy, and Russell Your boy back on his hustle, you know what Ive been up to Killin yall niggas on that lyrical shit Mayonnaise-colored Benz, I push Miracle Whips And I am And they ask me, they ask me, they ask me, I tell them Raise your glasses, your glasses, your glasses to the sky and This is the last call for alcohol, for my niggas So get your ass up off the wall So this A&R over at Roc-A-Fella, named Hip Hop Picked the "Truth" beat for Beanie. And I was in the session with him. I had my demo with me. You know, like I always do. I play the songs, hes like "Who that spittin?" Im like "Its me." Hes like "Oh, well okay." Uhh, he started talkin to me on the phone, going back and forth Just askin me to send him beats, and Im thinking hes trying to get into managing producers, cause he had this other kid named Just Blaze he was messin with So wont you raise your glass, wont you? So wont you raise your glass, wont you? So wont you raise your glass, wont you? So wont you raise your glass, wont you? And um, he was friends with my mentor, No ID. And No ID told him, "Look, man, you wanna mess with Kanye you need to tell him that you like the way he rap" No ID: "Yo, you wanna sign him, tell him you like how he rap" I was all, I dunno if he was gassin me or not but hes like he wanna manage me as a rapper AND a producer Im like oh shit. I was messin with, uh, D-Dot also. People were like this, started talking about the ghost production but thats how I got in the game. If it wasnt for that, I wouldnt be here. So you know, after they picked that "Truth" beat I was figuring I was gonna do some more work but shit just wasnt poppin off like that. I was stayin in Chicago, I had my own apartment, I be doin like, just beats for local acts just to try to keep the lights on, and then to go out and buy, get a Pelle Pelle off lay-away, get some Jordans or something or get a TechnoMarine, thats what we wore back then I made this one beat where I sped up this Harold Melvin sample I played it for Hip over the phone, hes like, "Oh, yo that shit is crazy Jay might want it for this compilation album he doin, called The Dynasty. And at that time, like the drums really werent soundin right to me So I went and um, I was listening to Dre Chronic 2001 at that time. And really I just, like bit the drums off "Xxplosive" and put it like with a sped-up sample, and now its kind of like my whole style, when it started, when he rapped on "This Cant Be Life." And that was like, really the first beat of that kind that was on The Dynasty album. I could say that was the the resurgence of the soul sound You know, I got to come in and track the beat and at the time I was still with my other management. I really wanted to roll with Hip Hop cause I, I just needed some fresh air, you know what Im sayin cause I been there for a while. I appreciated what they did for me but, you know theres a time in every mans life where he gotta make a change. Try to move up to the next level. And that day I came and I tracked the beat and I got to meet JAY-Z and he said, "Oh you a real soulful dude." And he, uh, played the song cause he already spit his verse by the time I got to the studio. You know how he do it, one take. And he said "Tell me what you think of this." And I heard it, and I was thinking like, man, I really wanted more like of the simple type JAY-Z. I aint want like the, the more introspective, complicated rhy- or the... in my personal opinion. So he asked me, "What you think of it?" And I was like, "Man that shit tight," you know what Im sayin, man what Ima tell him? I was on the train, man, you know. So after that, I went back home. And man Im, Im just in Chicago, Im trying to do my thing. You know, I got groups. I got acts Im trying to get on, and like there wasnt nothin really like poppin off the way it should have been. One of my homies that was one of my artists, he got signed. But it was supposed to really go through my production company, but he ended up going straight with the company. So, like Im just straight holdin the phone, gettin the bad news that dude was tryin to leave my company. And I got evicted at the same time. So I went down and tracked the beats from him, I took that money, came back, packed all my shit up in a U-Haul, maybe about ten days before I had to actually get out so I aint have to deal with the landlord cause hes a jerk. Me and my mother drove to... ...Newark, New Jersey. I hadnt even seen my apartment. I remember I pulled up... ...I unpacked all my shit. You know, we went to Ikea, I bought a bed, I put the bed together myself. I loaded up all my equipment, and the first beat I made was, uh, "Heart of the City." And Beans was still working on his album at that time, so I came up there to Baseline, it was Beans birthday, matter of fact, and I played like seven beats. And, you know I guess he was in the zone, he already had the beats that he wanted, I had did "Nothing Like It" already at that time but then Jay walked in. I remember he had a Gucci bucket hat on. I remember it like, like it was yesterday. And Hip-hop said, "Yo play that one beat for him." And I played "Heart of the City." And really I made "Heart of the City," I really wanted to give that beat to DMX And I played another beat, and I played another beat. And I remember that Gucci bucket, he took it and like put it over his face and made one of them faces like OOOOOOOOOOH. Two days later Im in Baseline and I seen Dame. Dame didnt know who I was and I was like, "Yo whats up Im Kanye." "You that kid that gave all them beats to Jay? Yo, this nigga got classics to your beats" You know I aint talkin shit. Im like "oh shit." And all this time Im starstruck, man. Im still thinking bout, you know Im picturing these niggas on the show, The Streets is Watching, Im lookin, these were superstars in my eyes. And they still are, you know. So, Jay came in and he spit all these songs like in one day, and in two days... I gotta bring up one thing, you know, come back to the story, the day I did the Cant be Life beat on track, I remember Lenny S, he had some Louis Vuitton sneakers on, he think he fly. And Hip Hop was there, I think Ty-Ty, John Meneilly, a bunch of people. I didnt know all these people at the time they was in the room, and I said, "yo Jay I could rap." And I spit this rap that said, uh "Im killin yall niggas on that lyrical shit. Mayonnaise colored Benz, I push miracle whips." And I saw his eyes light up when I said that line. But you know the rest, the rap was like real wack and shit, so thats all the response. He said, "Man that was tight." That was it. You know, I aint get no deal then, hehe. Okay, fast forward. So, Blueprint, "H to the Izzo," my first hit single. And I just took that proudly, built relationships with people. My relationship with Kweli I think was one of the best ones to ever happen to my career as a rapper. Because, you know, of course, later he allowed me to go on tour with him. Man, I appre-- I love him for that. And at this time, you know I didnt have a deal, I had songs, and I had relationships with all these A&Rs, and they wanted beats from me, so theyd call me up, Id play them some beats. "Gimme a beat that sound like JAY-Z." You know, they dick riders. Whatever. So Ill play them these post-Blueprint beats or whatever and then Ill play my shit. Ill be like, "yo but I rap too." Hey, I guess they was lookin at me crazy cause you know, cause I aint have a jersey on or whatever. Everybody out there listen here: I played them "Jesus Walks" and they didnt sign me. You know what happened, it was some A&Rs that fucked with me though, but then like the heads, itd be somebody at the company thatll say, "Naw." Like, Dave Lighty fucked with me, my nigga Mel brought me to a bunch of labels. Jessica Rivera, man... Im not gonna say nothin to mess my promotion up Lets just say I didnt get my deal. The nigga that was behind me, I mean, he wasnt even a nigga, you know? The person who actually kicked everything off was Joe 3H from Capitol Records. He wanted to sign me really bad Dame was like, "Yo you got a deal with Capitol? Okay man, just make sure its not wack." Then one day I just went ahead and played it, I wanted to play some songs, cause you know Cam was in the room, Young Guru, and Dame was in the room. So I played... actually its a song that youll never hear, but maybe I might use it. So, its called Wow. "I go to Jacob with 25 thou, you go with 25 hundred, wow I got 11 plaques on my walls right now You got your first gold single, damn, nigga, wow." Like the chorus went. Dont bite that chorus, I might still use it. So I play that song for him and hes like "oh shit" "I aint gonna front, its kinda hot." Like they still werent looking at me like a rapper. And Im sure Dame figured, Like man. If he do a whole album, if his raps is wack at least we can throw Cam on every song and save the album, you know. So uh Dame took me into the office, and hes like "yo man, B, B, you dont want a brick, you dont want a brick" "You gotta be under an umbrella, youll get rained on." I told Hip-hop and Hip-hop was all, "oh, word?" Actually, even with that, I was still about to take the deal with Capitol cause it was already on the table and cause of my relationship with 3H. That, you know, cause I told him I was gonna do it, and Im a man of my word, I was gonna roll with what I said I was gonna do. Then, you know, Im not gonna name no names, but people told me, "oh hes just a producer-rapper," and told 3H that told the heads of the Capitol, and right-- the day Im talking about, I planned out everything I was gonna do. Man, I had picked out clothes, I already started booking studio sessions, I started arranging my album, thinking of marketing schemes, man I was ready to go. And they had Mel call me, they said, "yo... Capitol pulled on the deal" And, you know I told them that Roc-A-Fella was interested and I dont know if they thought that was just something I was saying to gas them up to try to push the price up or whatever. I went up... I called G, I said, "man, you think we could still get that deal with Roc-A-Fella?" So wont you raise your glass, wont you? So wont you raise your glass, wont you? So wont you raise your glass, wont you? So wont you raise your glass, wont you?
Hmm, Im wide awake, I’m wide awake Im wide awake Hey, Im wide awake, I’m wide awake Im wide awake Im so—Im so reborn, Im movin forward Keep movin forward, keep movin forward Ain’t no stress on me Lord, I’m movin forward Keep movin’ forward, keep movin forward Im so—Im so reborn, I’m movin forward Keep movin forward, keep movin forward Aint no stress on me Lord, Im movin forward Keep movin forward, keep movin forward Hmm, Im wide awake, Im wide awake Im wide awake Hey, Im wide awake, Im wide awake Im wide awake Very rarely do you catch me out Yall done "specially invited guest"d me out Yall been tellin jokes thats gon stress me out Soon as I walk in, Im like, "Lets be out" I was off the chain, I was often drained I was off the meds, I was called insane What a awesome thing, engulfed in shame I want all the rain, I want all the pain I want all the smoke, I want all the blame Cardio audio, let me jog your brain Caught in the Audy Home, we was all detained All of you Mario, its all a game Im so—Im so reborn, Im movin forward Keep movin forward, keep movin forward Aint no stress on me Lord, Im movin forward Keep movin forward, keep movin forward Im so—Im so reborn, Im movin forward Keep movin forward, keep movin forward Aint no stress on me Lord, Im movin forward Keep movin forward, keep movin forward I had my issues, aint that much I could do Peace is somethin that starts with me At times, wonder my purpose Easy than to feel worthless But, peace is somethin that starts with me Had so much on my mind, I didnt know where to go Ive come a long way from them hauntin me Had me feelin oh so low Aint no stoppin you, no way Oh, things aint like before Aint no stoppin you, no way No stress yes, Im so blessed and— Im so—Im so reborn, Im movin forward Keep movin forward, keep movin forward Aint no stress on me Lord, Im movin forward Keep movin forward, keep movin forward Im so—Im so reborn, Im movin forward Keep movin forward, keep movin forward Aint no stress on me Lord, Im movin forward Keep movin forward, keep movin forward Movin forward, keep movin forward Something was wrong Couldnt hold on, why? So long Sit here in this storm Time goes on Really couldnt find my way out Of the storm Which way do I go? Im so—Im so reborn, Im movin forward Keep movin forward, keep movin forward Aint no stress on me Lord, Im movin forward Keep movin forward, keep movin forward Keep movin forward, keep movin forward Keep movin forward, keep movin forward Keep movin forward, keep movin forward Keep movin forward, keep movin forward Im so—Im so reborn, Im movin forward Keep movin forward, keep movin forward Aint no stress on me Lord, Im movin forward Keep movin forward, keep movin forward
Father, I stretch Stretch my hands to You Lifelike, this is what your life like, try to live your life right People really know you, push your buttons like typewrite This is like a movie, but its really very lifelike Every single night, right, every single fight, right? I was looking at the Gram and I dont even like likes I was screamin at my dad, he told me, "It aint Christ-like" I was screamin at the referee just like Mike Lookin for a bright light, Sigel, what your life like Riding on a white bike, feeling like Excitebike Pressin on the gas, supernova for a night light Screamin at my dad and he told me, "It aint Christ-like" But nobody never tell you when youre being like Christ Only ever seein me only when they needin me Like if Tyler Perry made a movie for BET Searchin for a deity, now you wanna see it free Now you wanna see if we, lets just see if three apiece Tell me what your life like, turn it down, a bright light Drivin with my dad, and he told me, "It aint Christ-like" Im just tryna find, lve been lookin for a new way Im just really tryin not to really do the fool way I dont have a cool way, bein on my best, though Block em on the text though, nothin else next though Not another word, letter, picture, or a decimal Wrestlin with God, I dont really want to wrestle Man, its really lifelike, everything in my life Arguing with my dad, and he said, "It aint Christ-like" Man You know, its like Somebody only close who can get you, like, off your I be on my I woke up this morning, I said my prayers Im all doing good, I tried to talk to my dad Give him some advice, he starts spazzin on me I start spazzin back, He said "That aint Christ-like" I said, "Ahhh"
Uhh.. uhh Uhh.. uhh Good morning! Good morning! Good morning! Good morning! Wake up Mr. West, Mr. West Mr. Fresh, Mister, by himself hes so impressed I mean damn, did you even see the test? You got Ds, muthafucka Ds, Rosie Perez And yer ass barely passed any and every class Looking at every ass, cheated on every test I guess, this is my dissertation Homie this shit is basic, welcome to Graduation Good morning! Good morning! Good morning! Good morning! Good morning, on this day we become legendary Everything we dreamed of Im like the fly Malcolm X, buy any jeans necessary Detroit Red cleaned up From the streets to the league, from an eighth to a key But you graduate when you make it up outta the streets From the moments of pain, look how far we done came Haters saying you changed, now you doing your thang Good morning! Good morning! Good morning and— Good morning! Good morning and look at the valedictorian Scared of the future while I hop in the DeLorean Scared to face the world, complacent career student Some people graduate, but be still stupid They tell you read this, eat this, dont look around Just peep this, preach this, teach us, Jesus Okay look up now, they done stole yo streetness After all of that you received this Good morning! Hustlers thats if youre still living, get on down Every time that we hear them Good morning! Hustlers thats if youre still living, get on down Every time that we hear them Good morning! Hustlers thats if youre still living, get on down Every time that we hear them Good morning! Hustlers thats if youre still living, get on down Get on down Get— get on down Get on down Get— get on down
For your boy, Im watching Freaks and Geeks with the trampoline on the floor Im tryna cop the new McLaren with the vertical doors, nigga Money, money, money, money, money aint the motive Whats your name again? Nobody knows it Dont speak to me nigga, you not important Im focused Bring in the horns They say Im nutty, Im picnic basket Im short of a sandwich, Im peanut butter Boyce Watkins a faggot, please come and get me Said I suckin at your neck, like a hickey, boy Im sicky Like a HIV victim, aint nobody fuckin with me I got banned from New Zealand, why they called me a demon? And a terrorist, God damn it, I couldnt believe it Ban a kid from a country, I never fall, never timber But you fucked up as a parent, your child idols a nig​ger I clearly dont give a fuck, so you could run that shit back And fuck your loud pack, and fuck your Snapchat Cherry Bomb the greatest fuckin album since the days of sound And that shit gon pop just like that nigga that was never round Damn, bout to drop, gas em up, thick exhaust Young T, came quick, hard to beat, dick is soft We aint lyin, we the truth, call him Simba, beats his hooves Tyler, The Creator sweatin Jesus juice Put that fuckin cow on my level, cause Im raising the stakes Mom, I made you a promise, its no more section 8 And when we ate, it was the steaks, now our section is great Cause thats the level Im at, my nigga, pass em a plate Ye! Why, oh why, why, why dont they like me? Cause Nike gave a lot of niggas checks But Im the only nigga to ever check Nike Richer than white people with black kids Scarier than black people with ideas Nobody can tell me where Im headin But I feel like Michael Jordan, Scottie Pippen at my weddin They say Im crazy, but thats the best thing goin for me You cant lynch Marshawn if Tom Brady throwin to me I made a million mistakes, but Im successful in spite of em I believe you like a fat trainer taking a bite of somethin I wanna turn the tanks to playgrounds I dreamt of 2Pac, he asked me "Are you still down?" Yeah, my nigga Its on, its on, its on, its on I know they told they white daughters, "Dont bring home Jerome" I am the free nigga archetype I am the light and the beacon; you can ask the deacon Its funny, when you get extra money Every joke you tell just be extra funny I mean, you can even dress extra bummy Cocaine, bathroom break, nose extra runny And I gave you all I got, you still want extra from me Oxford want a full-blown lecture from me And the Lexus pull up, errr, like hop, I hopped out, like wassup? Err-err-err, step back, hold up, my nigga, you suck Hold up I studied the proportions Emotions runnin at a Autobahn speed-level Had a drink with fear, and I was textin God He said, "I gave you a big dick, so go extra hard", uh For your boy, Im tryna cop the new McLaren with the vertical doors Im watchin Freak and Geeks, got a trampoline in my room, damn Hold your fuckin horses Niggas really fuckin thought that T lost it Like I bet it at a auction Been exhausted, I been workin While yall silly bros smoke like broken exhaust tips Fuckin losers Hold your fuckin ponies, my homie Ill whip your donkey by my lonely, I eat pussy like Shoneys, yeah Its Tunechi, homie, Master of Ceremonies I knock em down, Domino effect, no pepperoni, I swear Its them Golf boys, like them Hot Boys For the nine-nine and two-thousand But its the two-thou and the one-four and the one-five Yo, what up Wayne? What up Slime? Nigga, go hard Yeah, Ima go hard like before came Got too much drive, need like ten lanes Life is a broad, and she give brain Thats that road head , thats a dream car Got a full tank of that same year I was born Thats that one-nine-nine-one Nother nigga like I, you wont find one Cause nigga Im a god, a divine one; Tune! My trigger finger wise but my 9 dumb Middle finger blind, so its fuck A-N-Y-one Fuck, skate, and die son, a hundred ways to die, son Im starin at a tramp on lean, make my eye jump Use Adderall like alarm clocks, wake my high up Stakes are high, well done, and prime cut; eat up I stick my Rollie in her mouth, let the time come She got hair like Sheneneh, and eyes like Wanda Oh my goodness Wayne, them bitches ugly These niggas colder than Tommy buddy Ye, we hittin models like Tony Parker be hittin bottles Bitch, Im goin harder than yellow cabbies stoppin for Lionel They be duckin us niggas, shout out to Donald Sterling Boy, lets get a scrimmage And cut some niggas, Ill bring the Clippers And a couple owners thats kinda German You bring the nooses And a couple trees, where the money grow And get bodies burnin Cause Im tryna hang like Im Mr. Cooper or Jews in Berlin Or some niggas from Alabama, Birmingham My new musics all over the street like Erick Sermon was Fuck us, maybe we should team up Anti-Golf boys cause I dont fuck with me either Im a liar, Im a faggot Son, you need Jesus But I heard he left Sunset to go on tour with Yeezus Well, Im prayin for the new Yeezys And you pussies prayin that we squash the beef like zucchini, I know It aint gain, nor fame, nor tame Or lame, nor strange Nah faggot, its Golf Wang
And we back And we back, and we back, and we back, and we back, and we, huh And we back, and we back, nah, nah, nah Hey, this aint no intro, this the entree Hit that intro with Kanye and sound like André Tryna turn my baby mama to my fiancée She like music, she from Houston like Auntie Yoncé Man my daughter couldnt have a better mother If she ever find another, he better love her Man I swear my life is perfect, I could merch it If I die Ill prolly cry at my own service, igh-igh! It was a dream, you could not mess with the Beam This is like this many rings Yall know wha mean? This for the kids of the king of all kings This is the holiest thing This is the beat that played under the Word This is the sheep that aint like what it heard This is officially first This is the third This is the bom-bom-bom Bom-bom-bom Bom-bom-bom Music is all we got Oh, bom-bom-bom So we might as well give it all we got This is the bom-bom-bom Bom-bom-bom Bom-bom-bom Music is all we got, got, got Oh, bom-bom-bom So we might as well give it all we got Ayy, ayy, I get my word from the sermon I do not talk to the serpent Thats the holistic discernment Daddy said Im so determined Told me these goofies cant hurt me I just might make me some Earl tea I was baptized like real early I might give Satan a swirlie Wish I could tell you its ready Tell you its ready today They dont give nothin away You gotta fight for your way And that dont take nothin away Cause at the end of the day Music is all we got Music is all we got Music is all we got Oh, bom-bom-bom So we might as well give it all we got Music is all we got Music is all we got We know, we know we got it We know, we know we got it We know, we know we got it We know, we know we got it Music We know, we know we got it We know, we know we got it We know, we know we got it We know, we know we got it Music Music is all we got
I need to call it off I need to, I need to make it known Nother one, something gone Capricorn Dancing out on the lawn Fancy like the things she likes She lives her life Im living mine All dem a gwaan dem a dem a dem a gwaan Dem a gwaan gwaan gwaan, sof-sof-softer sof-softer All dem a gwaan dem a dem a dem a gwaan Dem a gwaan gwaan gwaan, softer than clay Maybe its cause she into Leos and I was into trios Plus all the trips to Rio couldnt have helped Its gettin cold, better bring your ski clothes Peekin through the keyhole, the door locked by myself And Im feelin it right now Cause its the time when my heart got shot down Blocka, blocka, blocka-blocka, blocka Pour a little champagne, cranberry vodka Feelin lied to like parents never said you adopted Your feelings like Zulu, then nothing is a Shaka I hit her with Jamaican dick, Im the new Shabba She lookin for her daddy, call me Big Poppa On to the next saga Focus on the future and let the crew knock her Star Wars fur, yeah, Im rockin Chewbacca The one Chief Rocka, number-one Chief Rocka All dem a gwaan dem a dem a dem a gwaan Dem a gwaan gwaan gwaan, sof-sof-softer sof-softer All dem a gwaan dem a dem a dem a gwaan Dem a gwaan gwaan gwaan, softer than clay None ah dem have the guts to rise it and spray None ah dem have the guts to bust the SK Ohh, ohh, ohh If you love me so much then whyd you let me go? If you love me so much then whyd you let me go? If you love me so much then whyd you let me go? Let me go, let me go, let me go, let me go, hmm If you love me so much then whyd you let me go? Let me go, let me go, hmm All dem a gwaan dem a dem a dem a gwaan Dem a gwaan gwaan gwaan, sof-sof-softer sof-softer All dem a gwaan dem a dem a dem a gwaan Dem a gwaan gwaan gwaan, softer than clay None ah dem have the guts to rise it and spray None ah dem have the guts to bust the SK
Lifestyle on camera Hundred thousand dollar chandelier They tried to turn me to an animal But white people think Im radical Supermodels think Im handsome You might think Im too aggressive But really I think Im too passive Til I pull out the chopper, start blastin 1500, all in singles Throw it up, watch it fall and drop Round and round they go Round and round they go Pray for me Im about to hit the Ye button I dont wanna say nothin wrong But itd be wrong if I aint say nothin Imagine if I aint say somethin Wouldnt none these niggas say nothin I done lost and made money Now Im makin somethin they cant take from me And Im fresh out of debt in this muhfucka! And they still aint ready yet for a muhfucka! Yeezy might have to go and put his Louis on Im bout to go Gucci in the Gucci store Its Gucci! Fresh out the feds in this mothafucka And they still aint ready yet for a mothafucka Gucci Mane and Im bout to put my Yeezys on Now that Gucci home, its over for you Gucci clones 1500, all in singles Throw it up, watch it fall and drop Round and round they go Round and round they go Champions, we run the city Number one, they fallin from the top Round and round they go Round and round they go Look, I say a prayer for my enemies They cannot slow down whats meant for me Funny how they come around like I cant see through they secret identities Lately, its all about Zen in me Subtractin the negative energy Fuck with the family, turn your ass to a memory My niggas keep it a century I blow the check up, nigga, detonation Kill em one by one, Final Destination Top my destination I got guardian angels all around a nigga, thats deflectin Satan Im a mothafuckin champion This right here the fuckin anthem I cant dap you without hand san I dont know where your dirty ass hands been I wake up to like a hundred texts Championship team, but we cant cut the net She all off in my jersey lookin underdressed Im finna buy this bitch a Honda CRX With... 1500, all in singles Throw it up, watch it fall and drop Round and round they go Round and round it go, round and round it go Round and round they go Id rather be strapped and ride with a pole Than to get down in a hole I took a nap in the pulpit I never like how a suit fit I got a pocket full of money It got me walkin all slew-foot Im on my wave like a cruise ship In that ho mouth like a toothpick Anyone get in my way Nothin to say, I tote em choppas like pool sticks I wear pajamas to Ruths Chris Couldnt walk a mile in my new kicks Im comin from the apartments We never had our damn pool fixed Walk in the mall with my new bitch Tell her to get the whole rack My new bitch gon pull me a new bitch Then pull me a new bitch See that is a snowball effect I got gold on my neck Lookin like a Super Bowl on my neck I got a mansion full of marble floors It look like I could go bowl in this bitch Versace logos on bowls in this bitch Like Im a serial killer I put the real in gorilla I did this shit for my niggas 1500, all in singles Throw it up, watch it fall and drop Round and round they go Round and round it go, round and round it go Round and round they go Id rather be strapped and ride with a pole Than to get down in a hole Champions, we run the city Number one, they fallin from the top Round and round they go Round and round it go, round and round it go Round and round they go Id rather be strapped and ride with a pole Than to get down in a hole Im Yo Gotti! Reach for my chain is suicide The car I drive fit two inside They mad at Ye cause he all in the neighborhood But he let them goons inside Lets fuck up the neighborhood Lets fuck up the neighborhood Buy every house in this bitch You know that the money good My wrist in the kitchen go round and round Play with the kid, Ima gun you down The roof on that Wraith in the lost and found Official trap shit let me slow it down Way more shit than a Pamper All we rock is bandanas Whips so nasty, no manners I just got head in a Phantom She say she dont want a chump, baby want a champ She say money make her cum, Gucci make her damp 1017s the Squad, Gucci Manes the stamp And he dont never sleep, hes a fuckin vamp I heard your bitch ride on the bus, you dont give a damn My bitch drive a Lamb, you should call her maam I love my Auntie Jane, but fuck Uncle Sam Im a walkin money machine, check my Instagram Niggas never test the kid so I dont have to cram My city treat me like a king, I should wear a crown And I dont really fuck around I gave my bitch two mil cause she stuck around 1500, all in singles Throw it up, watch it fall and drop Round and round they go Round and round it go, round and round it go Round and round they go Id rather be strapped and ride with a pole Than to get down in a hole Champions, we run the city Number one, they fallin from the top Round and round they go Round and round it go Round and round they go Id rather be strapped and ride with a pole Than to get down in a hole
Feel it comin in the air Hear the screams from everywhere I’m addicted to the thrill Its a dangerous love affair Can’t be scared when it goes down Got a problem, tell me now Only thing thats on my mind Is whos gon run this town tonight Is whos gon run this town tonight We gon run this town! We are, yeah, I said it: we are This is Roc Nation, pledge your allegiance Get your fatigues on, all black everything Black cards, black cars, all black everything And our girls are blackbirds ridin with they Dillingers I get more in depth if you boys really real enough This is la Familia, Ill explain later But for now, let me get back to this paper Im a couple bands down and Im tryin to get back I gave Doug a grip and lost a flip for five stacks Yeah, Im talkin 5 comma, 6 zeros, dot zero, here Doug Back to runnin circles round niggas, now we squared up Hold up! Life’s a game, but its not fair I break the rules, so I don’t care So I keep doin my own thang Walkin tall against the rain Victory’s within the mile Almost there, don’t give up now Only thing thats on my mind Is who’s gon run this town tonight Heyyy, heyy, heyyy, heyy Who’s gon run this town tonight? We are, yeah, I said it: we are You can call me Caesar, in a dark Caesar Please follow the leader, so Eric B we are Microphone fiend, this the return of the God Peace, God, ah ah, it aint no nobody fresher Im in Maison, ah, Martin Margiela On the table, screamin "Fuck the other side! Theyre jealous!" We got a banquette full of broads They got a table full of fellas Yeah, and they aint spendin no cake They should throw their hand in ‘Cause they aint got no spades Yeah, my whole team got dough So my banquette is lookin like millionaires row Life’s a game, but its not fair I break the rules, so I don’t care So I keep doin my own thang Walkin tall against the rain Victory’s within the mile Almost there, don’t give up now Only thing thats on my mind Is who’s gon run this town tonight Heyyy, heyy, heyyy, heyy Who’s gon run this town tonight? Its crazy how you can go from bein Joe Blow To everybody on your dick; no homo I bought my whole family whips; no Volvos Next time I’m in church: please, no photos Police escorts, everybody passports This the life that everybody ask for This the fast life, we are on a crash course What you think I rap for, to push a fuckin Rav 4? But I know that if I stay stunting All these girls only gon want one thing I can spend my whole life goodwill hunting Only good gon come is this good when Im cumming She got a ass thatll swallow up a G-string And up top, ungh, two bee stings And Im beasting off the Riesling And my nigga just made it out the precinct We give a damn about the drama that your dude bring Im just tryin to change the color on your mood ring Reebok, baby, you need to try some new things Have you ever had shoes without shoe strings? "Whats that, Ye?" "Baby, these heels." "Is that a May— what?!" "Baby, these wheels." You trippin when you aint sippin, have a refill You feelin like you runnin, huh? Now you know how we feel Whassup! Heyyy, heyy, heyyy, heyy Yeah, yeah, whassup! Heyyy, heyy, heyyy, heyy We gon run this town tonight
Because its the last ride that Im ever gonna, that Im ever gonna take at AstroWorld Woah, woah, yeah, yeah, yeah Look at your Rollie, uh, look at my Rollie, uh Thats a small face, uh, this a big face, uh She cant see my room, fuck her in the hallway Gettin bored with this money, count it all day Yeah, they thought we were soft, boy, you learned the hard way Not with all the talkin, turned it to a closed case Look, pull up Sky Dweller, and its vanilla All white, that Plain Jane, yeah The rose gold one better, hundred or better I took the money and flooded my bezel You diamond to rock, computed the settin VVS diamonds, they pop just like kettle I popped a molly to get on my level Rockin that Ricky and Raf, here my sweater Yeah, Patek Philippe, it cloudy like Heaven Met her at 10, fucked that girl at 11 Fake diamonds in your Rollie, how you reckon? Diamond tester, nigga, you better check it, yeah Look at your Rollie, uh, look at my Rollie, uh Thats a small face, uh, this a big face, uh She cant see my room, fuck her in the hallway Gettin bored with this money, count it all day On the south side of town gettin me a bald fade, uh Pass her some stuff, we can down it all, take, uh No, cant trust her, she gon leave us all laced Bust a bankroll in the club, wheres Chase? Like woah Yeah, they really want my soul That can never go Angel in the snow Always leave me cold Leave it on the floor but shes slidin from the pole Like woah Really on speed You and ivory is all I need All agreed, we gon skip the tees, go bare like trees Its stuck in heat, link up with the dawgs and then we flee Way this summer goin, I might start my summer league Every young nigga get a check and get a team Yeah, mans on the front line cause mans on his deen No small faces, its just an AP beamin Look at your Rollie, uh, look at my Rollie, uh Thats a small face, uh, this a big face, uh She cant see my room, fuck her in the hallway Gettin bored with this money, count it all day Look at my Rollie, look at your Rollie Your shit rockless, my shit hockey goalie You should gon hide it, man, its too bad Like a bald nigga still wearin durags, ha Israeli guards, boy, please be mindful Dont have words with me cause I got a mind filled I could tell Larry David was the mind behind Seinfeld Wanna know how I feel? Step into my minefield Wanna know how pain feels? I got off my main pills Bet my wifey stay close, she know Im on my Bezos Opioid addiction, pharmacys the real trap Sometimes I feel trapped, Jordan with no Phil Jack One year, its Illuminati, next year, its the Sunken Place They dont want me to change, nah, nigga run in place I need someone else to make this drink, because You dont understand the juice to vodka ratio That could satisfy a real drunk, guess what? Never trust a bartender that dont drink, bitch We have bust-down Rollies, bust-down Pateks And I told him I needed him to bust down our new baby
Im up in the woods, Im down on my mind Im building a still to slow down the time Im up in the woods, Im down on my mind Im building a still to slow down the time Im up in the woods, Im down on my mind Im building a still, down the time Im lost in the world, been down my whole life Im new in the city, and Im down for the night Down for the night, said shes down for the night Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh , ooh Im lost in the world, been down my whole life Im new in the city, but Im down for the night Down for the night, down for the night Youre my devil, youre my angel Youre my heaven, youre my hell Youre my now, youre my forever Youre my freedom, youre my jail Youre my lies, youre my truth Youre my war, youre my truce Youre my questions, youre my proof Youre my stress and youre my masseuse Ma-ma-se, ma-ma-se, ma-ma-ku-sa Lost in this plastic life Lets break out of this fake-ass party Turn this into a classic night If we die in each others arms Still get laid in the afterlife If we die in each others arms Still get laid, yeah, yeah, yeah Run from the lights, run from the night, run for your life Down for the night, down for the night, down for the night Im lost in the world, been down my whole life Im new in the city, and Im down for the night Down for the night, down for the night Who will survive in America? Who will survive in America? Who will survive in America? Who will survive in America? Im lost in the world, been down my whole life Im new in the city And Im down for the night, down for the night Im lost in the world, been down my whole life Im new in the city But Im down for the night, down for a night Oh-oh, get down
God is King, we the soldiers Ultrabeam out the solar When I get to Heavens gates I ain’t gotta peek over Keepin perfect composure When I scream at the chauffeur I aint mean, I’m just focused I aint mean, Im just focused Pour the lean out slower Got us clean out of soda Before the flood, people judge They did the same thing to Noah Everybody wanted Yandhi Then Jesus Christ did the laundry They say the week start on Monday But the strong start on Sunday Wont be in bondage to any man John 8:33 We the descendants of Abraham Ye should be made free John 8:36 To whom the son set free is free indeed He saved a wretch like me Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah Hallelujah, He is wonderful If you woke, then wake up With Judas, kiss and make up Even with the bitter cup Forgave my brothers and drank up Did everything but gave up Stab my back, I cant front Still we win, we prayed up Even when we die, we raise up Aint no wantin, no, we need it The powers that be done been greedy We need ours by this evening No white flag or no treaty We got the product, we got the tools We got the minds, we got the youth We goin wild, we on the loose People is lying, we are the truth Everything old shall now become new The leaves’ll be green, bearing the fruit Love God and our neighbor, as written in Luke The army of God and we are the truth Wah, woo, wah, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo Wah, woo, wah, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo Wah, woo, wah, woo, woo, woo, woo
Uh, bloody murder, murder, murder Bloody murder, murder, murder, murder Bloody murder, murder, murder, murder Bloody murder, murder, murder Paper read: "Murder, black-on-black murder" Paper read: "Murder, black-on-black murder" again Uh, this is to the memory of Danroy Henry Too much enemy fire to catch a friendly Strays from the same shade, nigga, we on the same team Giving you respect, I expect the same thing, uh All-black everything, nigga, you know my fresh code I’m out here fighting for you, don’t increase my stress load Niggas watching the throne, very happy to be you Power to the people, when you see me, see you And I’m from the murder capital where they murder for capital Heard about at least three killings this afternoon Looking at the news like, "Damn! I was just with him after school" No shop class, but half the school got a tool And a "I could die any day"-type attitude Plus his little brother got shot reppin his avenue It’s time for us to stop and redefine black power Forty-one souls murdered in fifty hours The paper read: "Murder, black-on-black murder" The paper read: "Murder, black-on-black murder" again "Murder" again Is it genocide? Cause I can still hear his mama cries Know the family traumatized Shots left holes in his face about piranha-sized The old pastor closed the cold casket And said the church ain’t got enough room for all the tombs It’s a war going on outside we ain’t safe from I feel the pain in my city wherever I go 314 soldiers died in Iraq, 509 died in Chicago I arrived on the day Fred Hampton died Uh, real niggas just multiply And they say by 21, I was supposed to die So I’m out here celebrating my post-demise If you put crabs in a barrel to ensure your survival Youre gon end up pulling down niggas that look just like you What up, Blood? Uh, what up, cuz? Uh, it’s all black, uh, I love us The paper read: "Murder, black-on-black murder" The paper read: "Murder, black-on-black murder" again "Black-on-black murder" again "Black-on-black murder" again It’s a celebration of black excellence, black tie, black Maybachs Huh, yeah, uh Black excellence, opulence, decadence Tuxes next to the president, I’m present I dress in Dries, and other boutique stores in Paris In sheepskin coats, I silence the lambs Do you know who I am, Clarice? No cheap cologne whenever I “shh-shh” Success never smelled so sweet I stink of success, the new black elite They say my Black Card bears the mark of the beast I repeat: my religion is the beat My verse is like church, my Jesus piece Now please, domino, domino Only spot a few blacks the higher I go, uh What’s up to Will? Uh, shout out to O, uh That ain’t enough, we gonna need a million more, uh Kick in the door, uh, Biggie flow I’m all dressed up with nowhere to go, uh Yeah, it’s all messed up when it’s nowhere to go So we won’t take the time out til we reach the T-O-P From parolees that hold G’s, sold keys, low keys We like the promised land of the OG’s In the past if you picture events like a black tie What the last thing you expect to see? Black guys What’s the life expectancy for black guys? The system’s working effectively, that’s why I’ll be a real man, take care of your son Every problem you had before this day is now done New crib, watch a movie Cause ain’t nothin on the news but the blues Hit the mall, pick up some Gucci Now ain’t nothing new but your shoes Sunday morning, praise the Lord You the girl that Jesus had been saving me for So let’s savor this moment and take it to the floor Black excellence, truly yours
Yo, now you gon start me from the top? Listen Shout out Harlem, man Shout out A$AP Rocky, man AWGE in the building, man Whats good? Is that potato salad? Yo, listen Niggas give me the cold shoulder, I can speak for myself So I keep a high waist and alligator the belt And got a belt with the holster, I aint playing games But got some lil niggas who would do it so I pass the controller You get pressed and X out, tri-angle your nose Pause your life if you squares try to mess with my Os, whoa So cut the crap like shit barbers Cause we really with the beef like closeted gay fathers Nigga we get dollars, give em to Ben Baller Exchange for them chains thats all shiny with thick water I got back pains, neck heavy like whipped cream My whip clean, and they all white, I whip cream And cop boys and I joystick, I whip cream and cop cribs I got more space than big jeans, yall sleeping on me Explain why they got shit dreams Im alien, got the laser gun with the big beam Married to the money, my bitch green No I dont sip lean, but ride around in rockets like Yao Ming Yall niggas weak They thought I was goofy and all mouses Double C my luggage and fill them with Comme blouses Yall cop kush, my nigga I cop houses And fill em with some Leo DiCaps and some Cole Sprouses, nigga Where we? Rocky, A$AP GOLF, boy, where we at? Nigga in Paris Fuck clothes, I cop pieces Couple thots with me and them hoes is like divas Got my Vans on but they look like sneakers Flipped a couple packs, BasedGod in the speakers Bass all in the speakers In the field like baseball, play ball, face wall when polices come I dont rock Chanel, I rock channel And no this aint a purse, its a satchel Bless, at you, nah, I aint sneeze But if niggas want steam or smoke, bet I match you Got a bullet with your name on the barrel If hollows dont clip, you get nip like its cat food That dude, when I die, they gotta make a statue Bad attitude, this aint a purse, its a satchel Go to any nigga with money up in my bracket Then I think about the state of rapping All the freshmens in the classes All the super seniors mumblin and ramblin Mumblin and rappin, mumble rapping? I find it hard to find actual talent I find it hard to find an actual challenge Im like Shabazz Palaces last acid hit, elaborate Rap labs labyrinth, word to Kodaks Blacks Lazarus "CALLDROPS" on the album skits Ayo, Im the channel that you watch, Im the ammo in the Glock Weird nigga, full suit with the sandals and the socks, stop And based on my neck boy You would think I hate glass homes way Im handling the rocks Who cast the first stone? Bitch, its me, fuck you thought? Real grunge nigga, I aint got a flannel as the top And Im picking up guitar, strum nigga Bum niggas wish they could make a garden shed But they sleeping on me man like their arm is dead Im a wild nigga boy and you farmer bred, born You aint animal, you are, corn, hahaha, yeah! K shiz, what up, nigga!
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Dataset Card for "huggingartists/kanye-west"

Dataset Summary

The Lyrics dataset parsed from Genius. This dataset is designed to generate lyrics with HuggingArtists. Model is available here.

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Languages

en

How to use

How to load this dataset directly with the datasets library:

from datasets import load_dataset

dataset = load_dataset("huggingartists/kanye-west")

Dataset Structure

An example of 'train' looks as follows.

This example was too long and was cropped:

{
    "text": "Look, I was gonna go easy on you\nNot to hurt your feelings\nBut I'm only going to get this one chance\nSomething's wrong, I can feel it..."
}

Data Fields

The data fields are the same among all splits.

  • text: a string feature.

Data Splits

train validation test
TRAIN_9.789772 - -

'Train' can be easily divided into 'train' & 'validation' & 'test' with few lines of code:

from datasets import load_dataset, Dataset, DatasetDict
import numpy as np

datasets = load_dataset("huggingartists/kanye-west")

train_percentage = 0.9
validation_percentage = 0.07
test_percentage = 0.03

train, validation, test = np.split(datasets['train']['text'], [int(len(datasets['train']['text'])*train_percentage), int(len(datasets['train']['text'])*(train_percentage + validation_percentage))])

datasets = DatasetDict(
    {
        'train': Dataset.from_dict({'text': list(train)}),
        'validation': Dataset.from_dict({'text': list(validation)}),
        'test': Dataset.from_dict({'text': list(test)})
    }
)

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Source Data

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Citation Information

@InProceedings{huggingartists,
    author={Aleksey Korshuk}
    year=2021
}

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