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Yeezy, Yeezy, whats good? Its your boy Max B, whats going on? Just checking in on you Appreciate the love and support The wave is here You a wavey dude anyway, so you already know Aint no problem, man, the game... You already know how this game thing goes Do your wave, nigga You got the official wave, man Just, just doing you... Doing you, doing your wave And keep it loopy, I know youre going to keep it loopy man Shoutout, just shout you out Hollering at you man, its all love I appreciate the... the energy And we here, hit the town, we do something big We gonna make a big tsunami up in the joint You already know what it is, ahh Silver Surfer, Silver Surfer in the flesh Silver Surfer in the flesh Max Biggaveli shout to Yeezy Whats good, I see you Its love, appreciate it Its honor, appreciate it Oww, wavey, baby, yeah

I need you, I want you to Come to me, ecstasy Ecstasy, ecstasy, ecstasy Ecstasy, ecstasy, ecstasy Ecstasy, ecstasy, ecstasy Ecstasy, ecstasy, ecstasy Ecstasy— You got sick thoughts? I got more of em You got a sister-in-law youd smash? I got four of em Damn, those is your sisters You did somethin unholy to them pictures Damn, you need to be locked up Nah, we need a bigger hot tub Now let me see your back, back, back, back Time to get the bag, bag, bag, bag We dont throw stones, we throw stacks Thats why they goin mad, mad, mad, Max If you dont say your name then I wont ask She got a smartphone, but a dumb ass I thought of all of this on Ecstasy You got sick thoughts? I got more of em You remember bad bitches that you smashed? I recorded em She said, "Fuck weed," cause she love X If she suck seed, thats a success If a girl cum, thats a fuck fest And we gon score 100 on this drug test Now let me see your back, back, back, back Its time to get the bag, bag, bag, bag We dont throw stones, we throw stacks Thats why they goin mad, mad, mad, Max If you dont say your name then I wont ask You got a smartphone, but a dumb ass I thought of all of this on Ecstasy Fuckin round—whoop, scoop! Whoopity-whoop Whoopity-whoop, scoop-poop-woop-toop Scoopity-whoop loot, looty-whoop-whoop Ecstasy, ecstasy, ecstasy You got sick thoughts? I got more of em Haaan? Scoop! You see them escorts? I escorted em, scoopity-woot! While yall was trippin, I resorted em, whoop! Then I kicked em out, I got bored of them, whoop! Now let me see your back, back, back, back Its time to get the bag, bag, bag, bag We dont throw stones, we throw stacks Thats why they goin mad, mad, mad, Max If you dont say your name then I wont ask You got a smartphone, but a dumb ass I thought of all of this on Ecstasy Ecstasy

Yo, yo, yo I use your face as a urinal, then do the same at your funeral Piss on your grave, piss on your grave, piss on your grave Piss on your grave, piss on your grave, piss on your grave This one here for the executives, fuck you and all your relatives Piss on your grave, piss on your grave, piss on your grave Piss on your grave, piss on your grave, nigga, behave Nigga, behave, nigga, behave Us niggas, we cant behave We mobbed on the pave, got treated like slaves Young niggas treated like slaves This the moment Ive been waiting for This why I moved to Cali, stepped outside and got shaded for Told momma, "Bitch, get back in the door" Ive been comin up and down, a nigga cant take no more Kamikaze over commas Benjamins, dividends stuffed in my jeans, I cant fit in Poppin pills since droppin Ritalins Pop a penicillin, nigga, you gotta get with it My, my, my, my, look at little Scotty now The same fuckers used to doubt All preachin that they proud I pull my zipper down and whip it out Piss in your grave, piss in your grave Turn this up, teacher Play this in the third grade, in the third grade Cant hide from the truth Now, we bout to go ape, were bout to go ape These streets is not safe These niggas aint playin, these niggas aint playin, hunh These niggas aint playin This for my fam, this for the fam, do this for the fam Hop out of the Lamb, hop onto the gram What the fuck was you sayin? Piss in your grave, piss in your grave, piss in your grave Ill piss on your face Ill piss on your bitch, Ill piss on your date, ugh Fuck is you sayin? Fuck is you sayin? Fuck is you sayin? Me and La Flame, is you not entertained? Huh

"And I brought—" "And I brought—" "And I brought—dreams" "—dreams" "—dreams" "And I brought you all my dreams cause I love you" "I—love you" "I—love you" "I-I-I love you" I woke up out that coma 2001 Bout the same time Dre dropped 2001 Three years later the album is done Aftermath presents: Nigga Witta Attitude, Volume One Rap critics politickin, wanna know the outcome Ready to Die, Reasonable Doubt, and Doggystyle in one I feel like Pac after the Snoop Dogg trial was done Dre behind that G series and All Eyez on Me I watched the death of a dynasty, so I told Vibe Magazine Workin with Dr. Dre was a I had visions of makin a classic, then my world turned black Like I was starin out of Stevie Wonders glasses Its kinda hard to imagine, like Kanye West Coming back from his fatal accident to beatmakin and rappin But, we the future, Whitney Houston told me that Its gon take more than a bullet in the heart to hold me back Blushin in this 40 ounce, lettin the ink from my pen bleed Cause Martin Luther King had a Aaliyah had a , Left Eye had a So I reached out to Kanye and ("I—love you" "I—love you" "I-I-I love you") I had dreams of fuckin a R&B bitch like Mýa When I saw that ass on the front of that King Read the article in the magazine, she loved gangsters, loved nasty things So Im in the glass house having nasty dreams Good girls never give it up But anything is possible, if 50 fucked Vivica Hurdled lifes obstacles, found my way through the maze Then joy turned to pain like Frankie Beverly and Maze Used to dream of being Unsigned Hype Til I was crushed by Dave Mays, almost let my pen fall asleep on the page Daydreamin yesterday, dozin off backstage I thought I saw Eazy talking to Jam Master Jay So I walked over, heard Jam Master say "Its a hard knock life, then you pass away" They say sleep is the cousin of death, so my eyes wide open Cause a dream is kin to your last breath Blushin in this 40 ounce, lettin the ink from my pen bleed Cause Martin Luther King had a Aaliyah had a , Left Eye had a So I reached out to Kanye and ("I—love you" "I—love you" "I-I-I love you") The dream of Huey Newton, thats what Im livin through The dream of Eric Wright, thats what Im givin you Who walked through the White House without a business suit Compton hat, jheri curl drippin on Ronald Reagans shoes Gave Mike Lem my demo, came here to pay my dues Started off with Whoo Kid, then I start blazin Clue It was all a dream like Big said itd be Dont sleep on me homey, I bring nightmares to reality Rap phenomenon, defyin the rules of gravity Studied all the classics, start revisin my strategy Cause Marshall Mathers made it, Curtis Jackson made it Head in the clouds, wonderin where the hell Marvin Gaye went How do I say this? Im livin for my son But I cant figure out, why Im at my temple with this gun Wake up to a Jesus piece, like a catholic nun The war to be a rap legend has just begun Blushin in this 40 ounce, lettin the ink from my pen bleed Cause Martin Luther King had a Aaliyah had a , Left Eye had a So I reached out to Kanye and ("I—love you" "I—love you" "I-I-I love you") This song is dedicated to Yetunde Price The sister of Venus and Serena Williams Who was slain during a gang shootout in Compton Sunday, September 14th, 2003: rest in peace ("I—love you" "I—love you" "I-I-I love you") ("And I brought—" "And I brought—" "And I brought—dreams" "—dreams" "—dreams")

Re-Up Gang Pusha Música bubble Not looking for trouble Looking for trouble, trouble, trouble But you found it, motherfucker Some shekels fe I shenks Yes! Just a burn up de lamb’s bread All I see is black roses, drug dealer poses Shoveling that devil’s angel up they noses Never let jail turn my Shyne into Moses Couldn’t cleanse my soul with them Civil Rights hoses Panoramic roof, under glass like a coaster Backseat driver, racial slurs at the chauffeur Killian loafers, Mikimoto chokes her Photo-op is priceless, frame our wanted posters The audacity, war brings casualty Bitch, have my son before I face that tragedy Ugh, I order hits, she orders mahi R.I.P. Vivian Blake, shout out the Shower Posse, gone! Música bubble Not looking for trouble Looking for trouble, trouble, trouble But you found it, motherfucker Some shekels fe I shenks Yeah, yeah Just a burn up de lamb’s bread I miss the misogyny, bad bitches massagin me Sometimes, we lowered our standards at the colleges So please don’t judge me, ugh, for the following: Fat bitches swallowing, skinny bitches modeling Take off that Givenchy and let’s get raunchy Ill have your face looking all Captain Crunch-y The devil stay testing Cause when you chase the pussy, it’s a sin But if it falls in your lap, it’s a blessin Soon as I got salad, I spent it all on dressing French, to be exact, that Balmain was impressive Hedi Slimane leathers... CyHi! Yeah! Boy, we lookin’ for trouble Maybe if we wasn’t Black, then we wouldn’t have struggled Player, all I got is trap niggas and crooks in my huddle They cook and I smuggle, got 20 pounds of kush in the duffle So I’m running through them circles, boy, I’m lookin like Knuckles Look at my knuckles, got the hook in, ’cause niggas was looking I’ve tooken some whoopings, so trust me, dog, I’m good for a scuffle Don’t be mad I whooped your ass cause I’ve tooken a couple Feds asking niggas questions, but I wouldn’t rebuttal Cause I’m Jake Gyllenhaal, I’m in the hood with the bubble With a tall model broad like I took her from Russell Didn’t play the cards I was dealt, I made the dealer re-shuffle Huh, royal flush, so kiss my royal nuts Ain’t nothing silver-spooned, I came from the soil, bruh But now, I’m eatin’ off of Raffaello Gold Exquisite ravioli with some happy yellow hoes But don’t get it confused when I rap these mellow flows Cause all my Titos got bricks like the yellow road G.O.O.D.! I do it Música bubble Not looking for trouble B-I-G, Sean Don, nigga Looking for trouble, trouble, trouble But you found it, motherfucker Some shekels fe I shenks Bitch! Im in... Just a burn up de lamb’s bread ... That no-smoke sec, rolling motherfucking ounces Marijuana mountains, drinks you’re not pronouncing Three chains on, I don’t need no bouncers Nothing less than a G stashed in my trousers New double Ds smashed in her blouses Fuck a hotel, my nigga we rent houses My nigga, we rent houses So many wedding rings lost in them couches I’m just a Westside lover I leave females in my sheets and all my feelings in a rubber This is showtime, showtime, boy, I hope you set the DVR Stacking money face to face, this shit look like CPR ‘Ye invited me a seat to sit at the throne So now I’m snappin’ like yo ass just finished the poem Does he sound like Ye, Jay or Drizzy Drake? Meanwhile I’m chillin’ with all these niggas, counting all this money you ain’t Consider yourself lucky to see a legend before the prime A killer before the crime, a B.I.G. before the dying Greet me with a middle finger when you see me It’s cool cause I can’t see yo ass from this side of the TV, motherfucker! Hey, Cole World, make way for the chosen one What you now hear is puttin’ fear in all the older ones Downplayed me to downgrade me like they don’t notice him Your shoes too big to fill? I can barely squeeze my toes in ‘em Fucking hoes while teachin niggas to hold your sons This the rap Moses—scratch that, Mary and Joseph’s son High as fuck with a cold flow and a loaded gun Never say I’m better than Hov, but I’m the closest one Heard you lookin’ for trouble, what, I’m sposed to run? Your bitch invited me inside her, ain’t I sposed to come? Got niggas that’ll blow your tee off, put a hole in one Now you outside of Heaven’s gate, frontin’ like you know someone Talking hard, but y’all still ain’t push me They say you are what you eat, and I still ain’t pussy Hmm, fuck it, everybody can get it When you’re this hot, everybody’s a critic But when you’re this high, everybody’s a midget All this mean-mugging from niggas that mean nothing Could it be my position is one that you dreamed of? Went from quarter to broke to half-past-rich With my badass bitch And you don’t want no problems, on some math class shit So check the young genius out Fuck the world, bust a nut, and let my semen sprout I thought that real shit is what you been fiending ’bout What you been praying for? What you been screaming ’bout? Ironic, you been sleeping on the one that you been dreaming bout

Well, right So, so well Well, right So, so High as the sun come out Plannin Bootin Plannin Movin Plannin Tubin, there Well, well Clean us like the rain in spring Take the chlorine out our conversation Let Your light reflect on me I promise Im not hiding anything Its water We are water Pure as water Like a newborn daughter The storm may come But well get through it because of Your love Either way, we crash like water Your loves water Pure as water We are water Jesus, flow through us Jesus, heal the bruises Jesus, clean the music Jesus, please use us Jesus, please help Jesus, please heal Jesus, please forgive Jesus, please reveal Jesus, give us strength Jesus, make us well Jesus, help us live Jesus, give us wealth Jesus is our safe Jesus is our rock Jesus, give us grace Jesus, keep us safe Clean us like the rain in spring Take the chlorine out our conversation Let Your light reflect on me I promise Im not hiding anything Its water We are water Pure as water Like a newborn daughter We like water, mmh We like water Well, right So, so well Well, right So, so High as the sun come out Plannin Bootin Plannin Movin Plannin Tubin, there Well, well

I got a dirty mind, I got filthy ways Im tryna bathe my ape in your Milky Way Im a legend, Im irreverent, I be reverend Ill be so fa-a-a-a-a-ar up We dont give a fuh-uh-uck Welcome to the danger zone Step into the fantasy You are not invited to the other side of sanity They callin me an alien, a big headed astronaut Maybe its because ya boy Yeezy get ass a lot Youre so hypnotizing Could you be the devil? Could you be an angel? Your touch, magnetizing Feels like I am floating Leaves my body glowing They say be afraid Youre not like the others Futuristic lover Different DNA They dont understand you Youre from a whole nother world A different dimension You open my eyes And Im ready to go, lead me into the light Kiss me, ki-ki-kiss me Infect me with your lovin Fill me with your poison Take me, ta-ta-take me Wanna be a victim Ready for abduction Boy, youre an alien Your touch, so foreign Its supernatural Extraterrestrial Youre so supersonic Wanna feel your powers Stun me with your lasers Your kiss is cosmic Every move is magic Youre from a whole nother world A different dimension You open my eyes And Im ready to go, lead me into the light Kiss me, ki-ki-kiss me Infect me with your lovin Fill me with your poison Take me, ta-ta-take me Wanna be a victim Ready for abduction Boy, youre an alien Your touch, so foreign Its supernatural Extraterrestrial I know a bar out in Mars Where they driving spaceships instead of cars Cop a Prada space suit up out the stars Getting stupid high straight up out the jars Pockets on Shrek, rockets on deck Tell me whats next? Alien sex Ima disrobe you Then Ima probe you See I abducted you So I tell you what to do I tell you what to do, what to do, what to do Kiss me, ki-ki-kiss me Infect me with your lovin Fill me with your poison Take me, ta-ta-take me Wanna be a victim Ready for abduction Boy, youre an alien Your touch, so foreign Its supernatural Extraterrestrial Extraterrestrial Extraterrestrial Boy, youre an alien Your touch, so foreign Its supernatural Extraterrestrial

Ooh, God bless, no man cyahn curse So on to soundboydem Pussyole gyaldem I dem a-come for the crown Nah Kyuh! O-O-O-O-O-Okay, Lamborghini Mercy, your chick she so thirsty Im in that two seat Lambo with your girl, she tryna to jerk me Okay, Lamborghini Mercy, your chick she so thirsty Im in that two seat Lambo with your girl, she tryna to jerk me Okay, Lamborghini Mercy Your chick, she so thirsty Im in that two-seat Lambo with your girl She tryna jerk me Okay, Lamborghini Mercy Your chick, she so thirsty Im in that two-seat Lambo with your girl She tryna jerk me Drop it to the floor, make that dick shake My homegirls slurp it like a milkshake All you niggas want some Nic cake If you eat ass, I got a thick plate Wee-zay, Wee-zay, dont we do this very easy? I came from Trinidad on a temporary vis-ayy Cause motherfuckers know I put the hex on bitches I fuck a bitch over like Im sexing bitches Tic-tac-toe, then I put the X on bitches Point game, I score, whos next, you bitches? Cause all you niggas fake and all you niggas broke So all you niggas—fuck you; all you niggas choke Cause all you do is boast and argue over hoes So all you niggas toast cause all yall deep throat, word F—Fuck your Lambo, f—fuck your Murc I got more money i—in in my fucking purse C—Court side, you in the C Section Im with them Bloods, you— you with the C Section In Malibu Im by the sea section And all these bitches is my sons, yeah, C-section Im a Republican voting for Mitt Romney You lazy bitches is fucking up the econmy Out in Miami, I be chilling with a zombie Diablo, Alejandro, dímelo, Gandhi Lamborghini Mercy , your chick she so thirsty Im in that two-seat Lambo with your girl, she tryna jerk me Okay, Lamborghini Mercy , your chick she so thirsty 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 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 Ugh! Im the shit—turn your nose up I threw some bad bitches on my tour bus I do some bad bitches on my private jet If them bitches aint fucking, give them parachutes Walked up to a redbone like Im the shit Told her, "Give me that pussy, and fuck my bitch" Yeah, skate rebel, gun at my waist level Bitch yellow, tape yellow, give you an H-A-L-O I dont do pussy niggas but get the most pussy, nigga Im popping Percs, Im sipping lean, smoking pot like cooking dinner My homie T roll up my blunt, skinnier than Rex Ryan Im counting money, Im smoking plants, call that shit "math and science" Now suck dick, Trukfit, snapback on your dog ass These niggas broke like Mr. Glass, they dont want none, Sister Act Its Young Money, you bitch, you; my weed louder than pimp suits Your bitch swallow my pimp juice, her pussy wetter than swim suits Swish! Michael... Phelps, nigga, in your ho Coupe the color of YooHoo; rude boy—free Buju Fuck wrong with these fuck niggas? I been balling since 98 Fuck yall Id rather skate, shoot you up in your database I fell in love with drop-tops, I fell in love with shotguns Our guns bigger than cop guns; yall aint spitting, dry tongue I like wet pussy, she like hard dick, hard head make her soft fast Tatted up from head to toe, guess you can call me a mark-man Wayne soaring, all my whores is whoring All you rappers is boring, Trukfit hat and some Jordans, ugh! Lamborghini Murci , your chick she so thirsty Im in that two-seat Lambo girl, she tryna jerk me Okay, Lamborghini Murci , your chick she so thirsty 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

School spirit, motherfucker Alpha, step, Omega, step Kappa, step, Sigma, step Gangstas walk, pimps gon talk Ooh, hecky nah, that boy is raw AKA, step, Delta, step S.G. Rho, step, Zeta, step Gangstas walk, pimps gon talk Ooh, hecky nah, that boy is raw Ima get on this TV, mama Ima, Ima put shit down Ima make sure these light-skinned niggas Never, ever, never come back in style Told em I finished school and I started my own business They say, "Oh you graduated?" No, I decided I was finished Chasing yall dreams and what youve got planned Now I spit it so hot, you got tanned Back to school and I hate it there, I hate it there Everything I want, I gotta wait a year, I wait a year This nigga graduated at the top of our class I went to Cheesecake, he was a motherfucking waiter there Alpha, step, Omega, step Kappa, step, Sigma, step Gangstas walk, pimps gon talk Ooh, hecky nah, that boy is raw AKA, step, Delta, step S.G. Rho, step, Zeta, step Gangstas walk, pimps gon talk Ooh, hecky nah, that boy is raw I got a Jones like Norah for your soror Bring more of them girls, Ive seen in The Aurora Tammy, Becky, and Laura, or a Shirley Im trying to hit it early, like Im in a hurry See, thats how dude became the young Pootie Tang: "tippy tow" Roc-A-Fella chain, yeah thats my rapper style Rosary piece, yeah thats my Catholic style Red and white Ones, yeah thats my Kappa style And I aint even pledge Crack my head on the steering wheel and I aint even dead If I could go through all that and still be breathing Bitch, bend over, Im here for a reason Alpha, step, Omega, step Kappa, step, Sigma, step Gangstas walk, pimps gon talk Ooh, hecky nah, that boy is raw AKA, step, Delta, step S.G. Rho, step, Zeta, step Gangstas walk, pimps gon talk Ooh, hecky nah, that boy is raw I feel a woo coming on, cuz I feel a woo coming on, cuz There it was I feel some woos coming on, cuz A couple woos coming on, cuz There they was I feel a woo coming on, cuz I feel a woo coming on, cuz There it was A couple woos coming on, cuz A couple woos coming on, cuz There they was

She really thought that? Yeah, shes so paranoid Girls gonna love this song, ahaha Why are you so paranoid? Dont be so paranoid, dont be so Baby, dont worry bout it Hey there, dont even think about it You worry bout the wrong things, the wrong things You worry bout the wrong things, the wrong things You worry bout the wrong things, the wrong things You worry bout the wrong things, the wrong things Tell me right now You really wanna spend your whole life alone? A little time out might do you good Might do us good fore we be done for good Cause I could make it good, I could make it hood I could make you come, I could make you go I could make you high, I can make you fly Make you touch the sky, hey, maybe so All of the time You be up in mine checkin through my cell phone, baby, no You wanna kill the vibe on another night Heres another fight, oh, here we go Baby, dont worry about it Lady, well go out to the floor Anyway, they dont know you like I do Theyll never know you Anyway, they dont know you like I do Theyll never know you All of the time You wanna complain about the nights alone So now youre here with me, show some gratitude Leave the attitude way back at home Yeah, you see em look Baby, let em look, give ya cold looks cause we look cold Yeah, you heard about all the word of mouth Dont worry about what we cant control All the talk in the world lost in the world Til you finally let that thing go You wanna check into the heartbreak hotel But sorry, were closed Baby, dont worry about it Baby, well go out to the floor Anyway they dont know you like I do Theyll never know you Anyway, they dont know you like I do Theyll never know you Baby, dont worry about it Lady, dont even think about it You worry bout the wrong things, the wrong things You worry bout the wrong things, the wrong things You worry bout the wrong things, the wrong things You worry bout the wrong things, the wrong things Anyway, they dont know you like I do Theyll never know you Anyway, they dont know you like I do Theyll never know you Anyway, they dont know you like I do Theyll never know you Anyway, they dont know you like I do Theyll never know you

Is this thing on? Oh, I thought they silenced us, Ye Power to the people We livin in that 31st century, futuristic fly shit The penthouse is the projects and everybody flies private New watches , watch us They cant stop us, the prophets, biatches! No one man should have all that power The clocks tickin, I just count the hours Stop trippin, Im trippin off the power No one man should have all that power Rumble, young man, rumble Life is a trip, so sometimes, you gon stumble You gotta go through pain in order to become you But once the world numbs you, youll feel like its only one you Man, you got the power to do anything you want to Until you ask yourself, "Is this what this all comes to?" Looking at life through sunglasses and a sunroof But do you have the power to get out from up under you? Fuck all these labels, fuck what everybody wants from you They tryna Axl Rose you, welcome to the jungle To be continued, we on that Norman Mailer shit In search of the truth even if it goes through Taylor Swift Tell her this! No one man should have all that power Yea-ey-yea-ey-yeah-ey! Oh oh yeah-ey Oh oh yeah-ey Oh oh yeah-ey No one man should have all that power Now when I walk in, everybody do the "Power" clap Clap, clap, clap Fresh for the club, I just took a half an hour nap Clap, clap, clap I seen people go crazy when the whole world in our lap Clap, clap, clap My socket was out the plug, now it’s time to get the power back Clap, clap I seen people abuse power, use power Misuse and then lose power Power to the people at last, it’s a new hour Now we all aint gonna be American Idols But you can least grab a camera, shoot a viral Hanh! Take the power in your own hands I’m a grown man, doing my grown dance I don’t stop until I see the end, my vision clear, bitch I’m on my Van Gogh, I don’t hear shit No one man should have all that power The clocks tickin, I just count the hours Stop trippin, Im trippin off the power Til then, fuck that, the worlds ours Oh oh yeah-ey Oh oh yeah-ey Oh oh yeah-ey Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay Now everything Im rhyming on cause a Ramadan Been a don, praying for the families lost in the storm Bring our troops back from Iraq, keep our troops out of Iran So the next couple bars, Ima drop em in Islam They say "As-salamu alaykum", say "Wa alaikum as-salaam" Thats no Oscar Mayer bacon, you should run and tell your mom Now the question is, how we gon stop the next Vietnam Keep Flex out of Korea, cause you know he drop bombs Showtime! Aiyyo Yeezy, man, stop playing with these people, man They want see you act all crazy in this motherfucker, man Take that jacket off and go crazy on them niggas, man You know what I’m talking about? What do it mean to be the boss? It mean second place is the first one who lost The crucifixion, the being nailed to the cross Truth or fiction, it’s a hell of a cost Do the dishes! I’m about to hit that Jeff Gordon Michael Jordan, the only one more important But I be feeling like Jordan when I’m recording Cause every time I record, I dunk and slap the boards I don’t know what these rappers gonna do afterwards Prolly spaz like I might do at the awards Huh, I got the whole crowd going crazy Homie, I should be rewarded Gettin money, Yeezy, Yeezy, how you do it, huh? Eating Wheaties, drinkin Fiji, being greedy, huh Don’t even think you can allude to the rumors I’m immune to the boos, I’ma prove to you losers It’s all in timing, nigga See, I dreamed my whole life that I could rhyme with Jigga Now Jay my big brother and Bey my lil sister And excuse me, but, you can’t see my lil sister Number one sound across the board, hey Number one now and forevermore, hey Number one rule is, "Niggas, don’t hate" Maybe I’ll drop the album... nah, y’all gotta wait And on the net, they showing pictures of my Cali place My Maybach in NY but it still got the Cali plates All my old girls know that I’m the one that got away I think about em Christmas and play some Donny Hathaway And keep my bulletproof-hater coat on Chill, Ye, Ye, chill! Chill, chill, chill! Looking at some photos that I’m looking crazy dope on Hand up, talking shit, yeah, I get my Pope on And go home with something to poke on That’s what Dre said, but this what Ye said How Ye doing? Who Ye screwin? That’s for my dick to know, before you get to know him She ain’t give you ass, that pussy fictional I gotta give her the eviction no- -tice, "Get yo’ ass out, bitch, vamonos" Five seconds to the song and we getting close I got the power, motherfucker, if you didn’t know Chill, chill, chill, man Chill, Ye, chill, chill, chill Shits burned up already Its over

Uh, right, oh, oh Right , one-two, one-two, ay Welcome to the jungle, welcome to the jungle, well Welcome to the jungle, welcome to the jungle, well I asked her where she wanna be when she 25 She turned around and looked at me and said “Alive” Welcome to the jungle, welcome to the jungle, well Black Axl Rose, move halves and wholes Come down to the jungle, just ask for Hov Move blocks and squares, move apples and pears Work pots and pans , just to cop me some Airs My uncle died, my daddy did too Paralyzed by the pain, I can barely move My nephew gone, my heart is torn Sometimes I look to the sky, ask why I was born My faith in God, every day is hard Every night is worse, that’s why I pray so hard Why I pray so hard, this is crazy God Just when I thought I had everything, I lost it all So que será , get a case of Syrah Let it chase the pain, fore it goes too far Yeah, my dreams is big, reality set in Let off a clip from a automatic weapon Through shots in the door, it died in Vegas Though it fought so hard, I knew it wouldn’t make it I’m a tortured soul, I live in disguise Rest in peace to the leader of the Jackson 5 I died in my sleep, I’m still Big Pimpin I ball at the mall, beginning of the ending Where the fuck is the sun? It’s been a while Momma, look at ya son, what happened to my smile? My tears is tatted, my rag in my pocket I’m just looking for love, I know somebody got it Champagne for the pain, weed for the low Goddamn, I’m so high, where the fuck did I go? I’m losing myself, I’m stuck in the moment I look in the mirror, my only opponent Where the fuck is the press? Where the fuck is the Pres? Either they know or don’t care, I’m fucking depressed No crying in public, just lying to judges Risking my life, I’m already dying, so fuck it, well Welcome to the jungle, welcome to the jungle, well Goddammit

Yeah You know a nigga dont really wanna take his cool off, uh Ill express this, though She call me early in the morning When she’s all alone Ima take my time Do it how we want Just to set the mood, girl I brought some Marvin Gaye and Chardonnay Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, yeah She love the way I’m doing it So good she wont put my tattoo on it Bottom line is , you the finest Gave you a new name My bitch Hold up, hold up, whoa there Lets capture this moment If I hit it then I own it, marijuan-in every mornin And Patrón-ing, girl, we groaning But that pussy got me feeling like a kid with the street lights on Cause you know I gotta go in til its Early in the morning When shes all alone Ima take my time Do it how we want Just to set the mood, girl I brought some Marvin Gaye and Chardonnay So just let the song play The long way The strong way Its our day Its our way This was all inspired by a little Marvin Gaye and Chardonnay Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up Hold up, hold up, hold up Talk to the, talk to the hand Bitch, you talking to a grown ass man Its, like, way-way-way too much up in your pants For us not to make the bed squeak Everybody rip the swag off fore I rip the tag off Why my pants sag off? Cause Im rapping my ass off Flow so ugly, money so handsome This the fucking anthem, get it? The fucking anthem? Ah! Early in the morning When shes all alone Ima take my time Do it how we want Just to set the mood, girl I brought some Marvin Gaye and Chardonnay So just let the song play The long way The strong way Its our day Its our way This was all inspired by a little Marvin Gaye and Chardonnay I be saying, I, uh, I think When I know, uh, just because I don’t really wanna, uh, talk too much shit But you love it when I talk like I lost it And I love how you look when you blazin And I swear you turn at least half-Asian And we about to have a liaison She so cool, give head with her shades on You should just go and throw a cape on And its just so amazing So amazing, so amazing Take it to the car, bloop, bloop That shit look like Im speed racing Leavin with me, itll boost your reputation West side is where Im stationed Spend all night, just champagne-tasting Aint no rush, girl, lets just pace it til its Early in the morning When shes all alone Ima take my time Do it how we want Just to set the mood, girl I brought some Marvin Gaye and Chardonnay So just let the song play The long way The strong way Its our day It’s our way This was all inspired by a little Marvin Gaye and Chardonnay And this was all inspired by a little Marvin Gaye and Chardonnay

Caught in the moment, not even thinkin twice Everythings frozen, nothing but you and I Cant stop my heart from beating, why do I love this feeling? Make me a promise, tell me youll stay with me If Im bein honest, I dont know where this leads But thats the only question, baby, dont keep me guessin Ooh You are my muse I feel so reckless Oh, youre makin me, makin me, makin me give in Oh, baby, I can feel the rush of adrenaline Im not scared to jump if you want to Lets just fall in love for the hell of it Maybе well just keep fallin I can feel the rush of adrenalinе Im not scared to jump cause I want you Lets just fall in love for the hell of it Maybe well just keep fallin When Im around ya, I feel it in my veins Theres something about ya thats makin me go insane We have a storm to weather, my little sweet surrender Ooh You are my muse I feel so reckless Oh, youre makin me, makin me, makin me give in Oh, baby, I can feel the rush of adrenaline Im not scared to jump if you want to Lets just fall in love for the hell of it Maybe well just keep fallin I can feel the rush of adrenaline Im not scared to jump cause I want you Lets just fall in love for the hell of it Maybe well just keep fallin Fallin, fallin Fallin Fallin Fallin Maybe, well just keep fallin Ooh You are my muse I feel so reckless Oh, youre makin me, makin me, makin me, makin me Makin me, makin me, makin me give in Oh, baby, I can feel the rush of adrenaline Im not scared to jump if you want to Lets just fall in love for the hell of it Maybe well just keep fallin I can feel the rush of adrenaline Im not scared to jump cause I want you Lets just fall in love for the hell of it Maybe well just keep fallin Yeah Well just keep fallin Ooh, ooh Maybe well just keep fallin

How did I end up right here with you? After all the things that Ive been through? Its been one of those days you try and forget about Take a shot and let it out, lets get right Now that Im here, baby Show me a good time Show me a good time Show me a good—show me a good Show me a good time I live for the nights that I cant remember With the people that I wont forget Spending all the money that I just worked my ass off for Doing things that I wont regret Ive been waiting way too long, long, long, long Telling everybody that I know we about to be on, on, on, on I aint trying to look like I lied to these niggas That I came up with, thats my team Never would I let a woman come between What we doing right now, this our dream Wu-Tang Clan, niggas want that cream Im the Osiris to this shit right now Go-to guy for the hits right now Whatever you wanna drink girl, pick right now If you cant hold your liquor, better quit right now How did I end up right here with you? After all the things that Ive been through? Its been one of those days you try and forget about Take a shot and let it out, lets get right Now that Im here, baby Show me a good time Show me a good time Show me a good—show me a good Show me a good time Yeah, uhh How about you and all your morals In that outfit that you borrowed? Make the most out of tonight And worry bout it all tomorrow Understand girl, we fam girl Cant get me right and not do Wayne Cash Money, Young Money, pop champagne Presidential suite, girl: Barack Hussein Tell me can we kick it like Ali Shaheed and Phife Dawg? People really hate it when a backpack rapper Get rich and start living that life, dawg Feels like when you get into that paper, hip hop hates you They would do it just like I do it if they could Its in our nature—young and rich and out of control Out in LA blowing clouds of the killa I came up in the underground though So Imma spend another $10,000 for Dilla Call me overrated or created or too jaded Because anyway you put it, bitch, I made it—Yup! How did I end up right here with you? After all the things that Ive been through? Its been one of those days you try and forget about Take a shot and let it out, lets get right Now that Im here, baby Show me a good time Show me a good time Show me a good—show me a good Show me a good time

DJ Khaled! Hit-Boy! I’m so serious! One, two, them boys coming for you Three, four, better lock your door Five, six, hide your bitch They said "thou shall not be ill, thou shall not feel Thou should not be trill, not be drill, not be real" Niggas selling packs, niggas flipping pills They got heroin and cracks, man these niggas hot for real Every year gon be our year, every year gon be my year These niggas really is out here, these niggas really is out here The block is at war, post traumatic stress Ran up outta pills, rob that CVS Niggas getting bust over In God We Trust We believe in God, but do God believe in us? If we believe enough, will we ever get to know him? That lean got us dozing, we forget that we the chosen I’ve been poppin shit for too long But still reppin’ where I came from I guess it’s how I came up I wish you would try to play us I wish you would nigga, I wish you would nigga I wish you would nigga, I wish you would nigga Ay, I guess it’s how I came up I wish you would try to play us Maybach Music Hunh! My money on a another level In the streets out here Im hotter than the fucking devil I wonder how I got a hundred in my fucking bezel G5, make it rain, I can change the weather We fly, them niggas lame, where your fucking cheddar? Aim at your brain, AK be the fucking letters Fuck niggas fall in alphabetical order Frank Lucas fur, the cap run more than a quarter I’m at the fight, ringside, right next to promoters All my niggas still hustle, consider ‘em roguish I remember catching buses just bought me a Lotus All your codes get decoded, know the niggas you quoting Hunh, my corner will scorch ya, somehow my flow is the coldest Money, power, respect, the only things truly important Family first, Khaled we gotta stay focused God Forgives and I Don’t, pussy niggas on notice I wish you would nigga, I wish you would nigga I wish you would nigga, I wish you would nigga Ay! I guess it’s how I came up I wish you would try to play us I wish you would nigga, I wish you would nigga You see you got a couple cases, still look good nigga You see these niggas’ll try to play ya, know how ya feel nigga Eh yup, that’d be the day you wanna kill a nigga But you gon chill nigga, just for your kids nigga Cause now there’s kids doing grown man biz nigga You just got home nigga, you tryna live nigga You don’t wanna do another 5 years nigga The boss is testing yo ass, the feds’ll question yo ass They be drug testin’ yo ass and then they pray you don’t pass And then you look in the sky, you got some questions to ask With no response make you wanna grab the tech and the mac I’ve been poppin shit for too long But still reppin’ where I came from I guess it’s how I came up I wish you would try to play us I wish you would nigga, I wish you would nigga I wish you would nigga, I wish you would nigga Ay! I guess it’s how I came up I wish you would try to play us ROZAY!

You a bad girl, and your friends bad too We got the swag sauce, she dripping swagu You a bad girl and your friends bad too You got the swag sauce, she dripping swagu I may be young, but Im ready To give you all my love I told my girls you can get it Dont slow it down, just let it go So in love, Ill give it all away Just dont tell nobody tomorrow So tonight, Ill do it every way Speakers knocking til the morning light Cause we like to party, hey! Hey! hey! hey! hey! hey! Cause we like to party, hey! Hey! hey! hey! hey! hey! Cause we like to party! Your touch is driving me crazy I cant explain the way I feel Top down, with the radio on and the night belongs to us Just hold me close, dont let me go So in love, I dont care what they say I dont care if theyre talking tomorrow Cause tonights the night, oh-oh-oh-oh That I give you everything Music knocking til the morning light Cause we like to party! Set the scene, 3000 degrees I aint worried about them, fuck niggas over there But they worry about me I got a homeboy named Butter And another homeboy there, nigga named Cheese Fuck with me, baby, I’ll make it milk till it drip down your knees Spit this shit for real-o, Brain Brillo Kiddo say he looks up to me, this just makes me feel old Never thought that we could become someone elses hero Man, we were just in the food court eating our gyros Yesterday, thats the way, every single morning I try to pray Grandmom and them they never forgot And nothing else really mean nothing to me I aint studying the beat Talking to me? Girl, why you fucking with me? Move on there aint nothing to see Pshh, always something to saw Im the raw, off the rip, cause of him All of them, will remem-ber the min- Nute they fell in love with rap, black like having your cousin back Blue like when that rent is due Cream like when Im loving you, yeah So in love, Ill give it all away Just dont tell nobody tomorrow Cause tonights the night, oh-oh-oh-oh That I give you everything Music knocking til the morning light Cause we like to party, hey! Hey! hey! hey! hey! hey! Cause we like to party, hey! Hey! hey! hey! hey! hey! Cause we like to party! You a bad girl, and your friends bad too We got the swag sauce, she dripping swagu You a bad girl and your friends bad too You got the swag sauce, she dripping swagu

I put on, I put on, I put on I put on for my city, on-on for my city I put on for my city, on-on for my city I put on for my city, on-on for my city I put on for my city, on-on for my city When they see me off in traffic they say "Jeezy on some other shit" Send them pussy niggas runnin straight back to the dealership Me, Im in my spaceship, thats right, I work for NASA This FNH is not a fraud, call that bitch my bodyguard "Call that bitch your bodyguard?" Yeah, thats my bodyguard Wear a lot of jewelry, Young dont do security Whats whiter than a napkin, harder than a dinner plate? If you want it, come and get it, you know I stay super straight Ran up in my spots and now Im working out the Super 8 Know you niggas hungry, come and get a super plate Yall sing happy birthday, yeah, I got that super cake Hundred karat bracelet, I use it like some super bait I put on for my city, on-on for my city I put on for my city, on-on for my city Put on put on Put on put on, lets go! I put on for my city, on-on for my city I put on for my city, on-on for my city Put on put on Put on put on, lets go! Hat back, top back, aint nothin but a young thug HKs, AKs, I need to join a gun club Big wheels, big straps, you know I like it super-sized Passengers a redbone, her weave look like some curly fries Inside fish sticks, outside tartar sauce Pocket full of celery, imagine what she tellin me Blowin on asparagus, the realest shit I ever smoked Ridin to that Trap or Die, the realest shit I ever wrote They know I got that broccoli, so I keep that Glock on me Dont get caught without one, coming from where Im from Call me Jeezy Hamilton, flying down Campbellton So fresh, so clean, on my way to Charlene I put on for my city, on-on for my city I put on for my city, on-on for my city Put on put on Put on put on, lets go! I put on for my city, on-on for my city I put on for my city, on-on for my city Put on put on Put on put on, lets go! I put on, I put on, I put on I put on for my city, I put on for my I put on for my city, I put on for my city On I feel like its still niggas that owe me checks I feel like its still bitches that owe me sex I feel like this but niggas dont know hes stressed I lost the only girl in the world that know me best I got the money and the fame, man, that dont mean shit I got the Jesus on a chain, man, that dont mean shit Cause when the Jesus pieces cant bring me peace Yo, I need just at least, ugh, one of Russells nieces On, I let my nightmares go I put on everybody that I knew from the Go I know hoes that was fronting when they knew he was broke They say, "Damn, Yeezy, Yeezy, you dont know us no more You got that big fame, homie, and you just changed on me" You can ask big homie, man, the top so lonely I aint lying So lonely, I aint lying Let me see what we have tonight Im high as a satellite I see those flashing lights Cause every night, every night, I put on I put on for my city, on-on for my city I put on for my city, on-on for my city Put on put on Put on put on, lets go! I put on for my city, on-on for my city I put on for my city, on-on for my city Put on put on Put on put on, lets go! Let me see what we have tonight Im high as a satellite I see those flashing lights Cause every night, every night Let me see what we have tonight Im high as a satellite I see those flashing lights

Add a little sugar , honeysuckle and A great big expression of happiness Boy, you couldnt miss with a dozen roses Such would astound you The joy of children laughing around you These are all the makings of you I do it for the forefathers, yeah, the street authors That are now A&Rs in the cheap office Rappers that never got signed but they keep offers Girls thats way too fine for us to keep off us Gave her a handshake, only for my man’s sake She in her birthday suit cause of the damn cake Now there’s crumbs all over the damn place And she want me to cum all over her damn face I never understood Planned Parenthood Cause I never met nobody planned to be a parent in the hood Taking refills of that Plan B pill Another shorty that won’t make it to the family will If I don’t make it, can’t take it, hope the family will They aint crazy, they don’t know how insanity feel Don C. just had a shorty, so it’s not that bad But I still hear the ghosts of the kids I never had Add a little sugar , honeysuckle and A great big expression of happiness Boy, you couldnt miss with a dozen roses Such would astound you The joy of children laughing around you These are all the makings of you No electro, no metro, a little retro, ahh, perfecto You know the demo, your boy act wild You aint get the memo? Yeezy’s back in style Now one room got Gidget—the other got Bridget What’s more tripped out, dawg, is they sisters Nah, you aint listen; they black—they sistas They mama named em after white bitches So next time you see me on your fallopian Though the jewelry’s Egyptian, know the hunger’s Ethiopian Stupid questions like, "Is he gon be dope again? Have you seen him? Has anybody spoke to him?" This beat deserves Hennessy A bad bitch, and a bag of weed: the Holy Trinity In the mirror where I see my only enemy Your life’s cursed? Well, mine’s an obscenity Add a little sugar , honeysuckle and A great big expression of happiness Boy, you couldnt miss with a dozen roses Such would astound you The joy of children laughing around you These are all the makings of you This is my mamas shit I used to hear this through the walls in the hood When I was back in my pajama shit Afros and marijuana sticks , seeds in the ganja Had it poppin like the sample that I’m rhymin with Pete Rock , let the needle drop I seen so much as a kid they surprised I don’t needle pop Takin sips of Pops six-pack of Miller nips Pink Champale, Ballantine Ale Ballys on my feet help me balance out well That and the shit I used to balance on the scale I got it honest from the parties from my mama’s Virgin Marys try to judge her I’m like, "Where are them Madonnas now?" Give all glory to Gloria They said, "You raised that boy too fast" But you was raising a warrior We victorious, they’ll never take the joy from us, uh Keep your hands up, get em high now Don’t let them take your fire Keep your hands up, get em high now Don’t let them take your fire Keep your hands up, get em high now Don’t let them take your fire Keep your hands up, get em high now, yeah Its Pete Rock, Kanye; one-two, okay Its Pete Rock, Kanye; one-two, okay Its Pete Rock, Kanye; one-two, okay Its Pete Rock, Kanye; one-two, okay

Drug dealer Benzes with gold diggers in em In elevator condos, on everything I love This aint a wave or phase, cause all that shit fades This lifestyles forever when you made They tweet about the length I made em wait What the fuck you expect When a nigga got a cape and hes great? Ovens full of cakes that he bakes, still spreadin paste The love just accentuates the hate This is for my bodybuildin clients movin weight Just add water, stir it like a shake Play amongst the stars like the roof in the Wraith Get the table next to mine, make our bottle servers race These are the games we play, we are the names they say This is the drug money your ex-nigga claim he makes To all of my young niggas, I am your Ghost and your Rae This is my Purple Tape, save up for rainy days And baby mama wishes, along with the side bitches They try to coexist, end up wishin youd die, bitches Stood on every couch, in the A at the black party No jewelry on, but you richer than everybody You laugh a little louder, the DJ say your name a little prouder And we dont need a globe to show you the world is ours We can bet a hundred thousand with my safe hold My numbers lookin like a bank code These are the games we play, we are the names they say This is the drug money your ex-nigga claim he makes Aint no stoppin this champagne from poppin The draws from droppin, the laws from watchin With Ye back choppin, the cars and the women come with options Caviar facials remove the toxins This aint for the conscious, this is for the mud-made monsters Who grew up on legends from outer Yonkers Influenced by niggas straight outta Compton, the scale never lies Im two-point-two incentivised If you aint energized like the bunny for drug money Or been paralyzed by the sight of a drug mummy This aint really for you, this is for the Goya Montoya Who said I couldnt stop, then afforded me all the lawyers The only kingpin who aint sinkin Chess moves are made, my third eye aint blinkin Stay woke, nigga, or get out Still pull them whips out, still spread the chips out Might buy your bitch some new hips and yank her rib out The message in this music, all my niggas had to live out These are the games we play, we are the names they say This is the drug money your ex-nigga claim he makes, yah!

On lonely nights, I start to fade On lonely nights, I start to fade Her loves a thousand miles away Her loves a thousand miles away Memories made in the coldest winter Goodbye my friend, will I ever love again? Memories made in the coldest winter Its 4 a.m. and I cant sleep Its 4 a.m. and I cant sleep Her love is all that I can see Her love is all that I can see Memories made in the coldest winter Goodbye my friend, will I ever love again? Memories made in the coldest winter, winter, winter Goodbye my friend, will I ever love again? Goodbye my friend, will I ever love again? Goodbye my friend, will I ever love again? If spring can take the snow away If spring can take the snow away Can it melt away all our mistakes Can it melt away all our mistakes Memories made in the coldest winter Goodbye my friend, I wont ever love again Never again

Its what you all been waiting for, aint it? What people pay paper for, damn it They cant stand it, they want something new So lets get reacquainted, became the hood favorite I cant even explain it, I surprise myself too Life of a Don, lights keep glowin Comin in the club wit that fresh shit on Wit somethin crazy on my arm, uh-huh-hum And heres another hit, Barry Bonds We outta here, baby! We outta here, baby! We outta here, baby! Dude! Fresh off the plane—Konnichiwa, bitches Turn around another plane, my passport on pivot Ask for it, I did it—that asshole done did it Talked it, then he lived it, spit it, then he shit it I dont need writērs, I might bounce ideas But only I could come up with some shit like this I done played the underdog my whole career Ive been a very good sport, havent I, this year? They say, "He goin crazy and we seen this before" But Im doing pretty good as far as geniuses go And Im doing pretty hood in my pink polo Nigga, please, how you gon say I aint no Lo-head? Cause my Dior got me more model head? Im insulted, you should go head And bow so hard til your knees hit your forehead And the flow just hit code red Top five MCs, you aint gotta remind me Top five MCs, you gotta rewind me Im high up on the line, you could get behind me But my heads so big, you cant sit behind me Life of a Don, lights keep glowin Comin in the club wit that fresh shit on Wit somethin crazy on my arm, uh-huh-hum And heres another hit, Barry Bonds Yeah, yeah, we outta here, baby! What? What? We outta here, baby! Ayy, Mr. West, we so outta here, baby! And me? Im Mr. Weezy Baby, yeah! Im so bright, not shady My teeth and my ice so white like Shady Ice in my teeth so refrigerated Im so fuckin good like Im sleepin with Meagan Im all about my Franklins, Lincolns, and Reagans Whenever they make them, I shall hayve them Oops, I meant "have them"—Im so crazy But if you play crazy, you be sleeping with daisies Im such a hayvoc—oops, I meant "havoc" And my drinks still pinker than the Easter rabbit And Im still col like Keyshias family Stove on my waist turn beef to patties And I ate it cause Im so avid And I dont front and I dont go backwards And I dont practice, and I dont lack shit And you can get buried—suck my bat, bitch We outta here, baby! We outta here, baby! We outta here, baby! Swag at a hundred and climbin, baby, yeah! Life of a Don, lights keep glowin Comin in the club wit that fresh shit on Wit somethin crazy on my arm, uh-huh-hum And heres another hit, Barry Bonds

I make her say Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh-oh-oh When I... Pa-pa-pa-poke her face, pa-pa-poke her face I make her say Oh, oh-oh-oh, AH-AH-AH-OH-OH What up? Ah-ah Pa-pa-pa-poke her face, pa-pa-poke her face Me first... Ha-ha! Ugh, ugh-ugh, she wanna have whatever she like She can if she bring her friend And we can have one hell of a night Through the day, ayy I mean, you staring like a creeper cause you gotta peep her I mean, you prolly might be saying you aint jockin either But, man, ol girl got a fat ol ass Yeah, the type to make you tell a bitch, "Just dance" And fuck them other niggas cause she down for her bitches Fuck them other niggas cause she down for the sticking And fuck them other niggas, hope she down for some licking And fuck them other bitches cause she down for the tricking, ugh Im hopin she a rider When its said and done, do she spit it up or swallow now? I aint gotta trip about them niggas who like her Cause me and mami know who can really make her go Oh, oh-oh-oh Oh, oh-oh-oh When I... Pa-pa-pa-poke her face Pa-pa-poke her face I make her say Oh, oh-oh-oh AH-AH-AH-OH-OH When I... Pa-pa-pa-poke her face Pa-pa-poke her face What she talking bout, Ye? Yeah She said she want whatever she like She said she gon bring her friend And we gon have a hell of a night Through the day I made her say—Hold up, born in 88? How old is that? Old enough I got seniority with the sororities So, that explain why I love college Getting brain in the library cause I love knowledge When you use your medulla oblongata And give me scoliosis until Im comatos-es And do while Im sleep, yeah a little osmosis And thats my commandment you aint gotta ask Moses More champagne, more toasts-es More damn planes, more coasts-es And fuck a bus, the Benz is parked like Rosa, -oza Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh-oh-oh When I... Pa-pa-pa-poke her face, pa-pa-poke her face I make her say Oh, oh-oh-oh AH-AH-AH-OH-OH When I... Pa-pa-pa-poke her face, pa-pa-poke her face I make her say She said she want whatever she like But you gotta bring your friend And we can have one hell of a night Through the day She blamed it on the ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-alcohol She had her hair did; it was bound to fall Down, down for a—damn, Cudi already said it Her poker Facebook, I already reddit But man, her head was gooder than the music Electro body, known to blow fuses A stripper from the South, looking for a payday Said, "Bitch, you should do it for the love like Ray J" But they say, you be on that conscious tip Get your head right, and get up on this conscious dick I embody everything from the godly to the party Its the way I was raised on the Southside safari, so Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh-oh-oh When I... Pa-pa-pa-poke her face, pa-pa-poke her face I make her say Oh, oh-oh-oh, AH-AH-AH-OH-OH When I Pa-pa-pa-poke her face, pa-pa-poke her face Cant read my, cant read my No, he cant read my poker face Shes got me like nobody Cant read my, cant read my No, he cant read my poker face Shes got me like nobody

Bittersweet Youre gonna be the death of me I dont want you, but I need you I love you and hate you at the very same time Bittersweet See, what I want so much should never hurt this bad Never did this before, thats what the virgin says Weve been generally warned, thats what the surgeon says God, talk to me now, this is an emergency And she claims she only with me for the currency You cut me deep, bitch, cut me like surgery And I was too proud to admit that it was hurting me Id never do that to you, at least purposely We breaking up again, we making up again But we dont love no more, I guess we fucking then Have you ever felt you ever want to kill her? And you mix them emotions with tequila And you mix that with a little bad advice On one of them bad nights, yall have a bad fight And you talk about her family, her aunts and shit And she say, "Motherfucker, your mommas a bitch" You know, domestic drama and shit, all the attitude Id never hit a girl, but Ill shake the shit out of you But Imma be the bigger man, big pimpin like Jigga man Oh, I guess I figure its Bittersweet Youre gonna be the death of me I dont want you, but I need you I love you, hate you at the very same time Bittersweet See, what I want so much should never hurt this bad Never did this before, thats what the virgin says Weve been generally warned, thats what the surgeon says God, talk to me now, this is an emergency And my niggas said I shouldnt let it worry me I need to focus on the girls we getting currently But I been thinking and it got me back to sinking And this relationship, it even got me back to drinking Now this Hennessy, uh, its gonna be the death of me And I always thought that you having my child was our destiny But I cant even vibe with you sexually Cause every time that Id try, you would question me Saying, "You fucking them girls, disrespecting me You dont see how your lies is affecting me? You dont see how our life was supposed to be? And I never let a nigga get that close to me And you aint cracked up to what you were supposed to be You always gone, you always be where them hoes will be" And this the first time she ever spilled her soul to me Bittersweet Youre gonna be the death of me I dont want you, but I need you I love you and hate you at the very same time Bittersweet Youre gonna be the death of me I dont want you, but I need you I love you and hate you at the very same time See, what I want so much should never hurt this bad Never did this before, thats what the virgin says Weve been generally warned, thats what the surgeon says God, talk to me now, this is an emergency See, what I want so much should never hurt this bad Never did this before, thats what the virgin says Weve been generally warned, thats what the surgeon says God, talk to me now, this is an emergency Bittersweet Youre gonna be the death of me I dont want you, but I need you I love you and hate you at the very same time (Bittersweet Youre gonna be the death of me I dont want you ...very same time)

You make me smile with my heart, oh Why everything thats supposed to be bad make me feel so good? Everything they told me not to is exactly what I would Man, I tried to stop man, I tried the best I could But you make me smile Whats your addiction? Is it money? Is it girls? Is it weed? Ive been afflicted by not one, not two, but all three Shes got the same thing, about me, but more, about us Shes coming over, so I guess, that means, Im her drugs Just let me peek now, I mean damn, Im so curious Shes got a lover, so the lies, and the lust, is a rush Times of the essence, I need, you to be spontaneous Roll up the doja, Henny and Co-Co-Coca-Cola Then Im co-coming over cause its ne-never over Why everything thats supposed to be bad make me feel so good? Everything they told me not to is exactly what I would Man, I tried to stop man, I tried the best I could But you make me smile I see the emotion in your eyes, that you, try not to show We get the closest when you high, or you drunk, or you blown So I pour the potion, so we could both get high, as we could go Then Ill get the lotion, and do somethin to me, when your thighs is exposed Theres no turning back now, I mean I dont mean to impose Not now but right now, I need you to undress, and then pose Im into that now, catch a vibe, when the doors, get closed Roll up the doja, Henny and Co-Co-Coca Cola And I keep co-coming over cause its ne-never over Why everything thats supposed to be bad make me feel so good? Everything they told me not to is exactly what I would Man, I tried to stop man, I tried the best I could But you make me smile Why everything thats supposed to be bad make me feel so good? Everything they told me not to is exactly what I would Man, I tried to stop man, I tried the best I could But you make me smile I just wanted to ask you Just wanted to um, let me, how would I put this uhh Lets say all your friends, remember the one You said if you ever she would be the one Okay, okay, okay Well, I was thinking, hypothetically I mean dont take this seriously Dont take me: I mean just, uhh, not credibly Im feeling incredibly, I mean let it be I just let it be I mean you, her and me I mean you, her and me Maybe, baby, baby You know I was just kidding Unless you gon do it

Brooklyn— Brooklyn— Brooklyn— Brooklyn Brooklyn, we go hard We go hard Brooklyn, we go hard, we go hard Brooklyn, we go hard, we go hard Brooklyn, we go hard, we go hard Brooklyn, we go hard, we go hard Brooklyn, we go hard, we go hard Brooklyn, we go hard, we go hard Brooklyn, we go hard, we go hard Brooklyn, we go hard, we go hard This is black hoodie rap Theres no fear in my eyes where they lookin at Better look on map Besides, me nah like to eye fight Me nah think such a ting is worth a mans life But if a man test my Stuy I promise he wont like my reply Boom-bye-bye, like Buju, Im crucial Im a Brooklyn boy, I may take some gettin use to Chain snatchin, aint have it, gotta get it Same shiddit, from Brownsville to Bainbriddidge Fatherless child, Mama pulled double shifts So the number runners was the only ones I hanged widdith Before you know it Im in the game, bang fiddith Fear no orangutans, piddeel ciddaps Like oranges-es, Im dangerous Please! Tell me what the name of this shit Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard I father, I Brooklyn-Dodger them I jack, I rob, I sin Aw, man—Im Jackie Robinson Cept when I run base, I dodge the pen Lucky me, luckily, they didnt get me Now when I bring the Nets, Im the Black Branch Rickey From Brooklyn corners, burnin branches of sticky Spread love, Biggie; Brooklyn, hippie I pity the fool with jewels like Mr. T With no history in my borough, they borrow With no intentions of returnin tomorrow The sun dont come out for many, like Annie Half-orphan, Mama never had an abortion Papa sort of did; still, I managed to live I go hard, I owe it all to the crib Now please tell me, what the fucks harder than this? Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard While Im doin my time due to circumstance Cross that bridge, face the consequence Once bid ten, now I paid my dues Risk takers, we break the rules Get so dark, but I see good Bed-Stuy stay high in my neck of the woods Now, let it ring out, its a warnin Let it be sworn in Gotta make it stick workin like we blue collar Rip it to the core, underneath it all we harder Right into the clip, bring it to the floor One step, one step, give it up more The road is rough and the streets a mess Got big cash dreams and a sick death wish Robbin out the commercial stash Kill the voice screamin in my head Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard Brooklyn we go hard, we go hard

La da da da... Hey, hey, hey, goodbye... Hold up... Only rapper to rewrite history without a pen No I.D. on the track let the story begin... Begin... Begin This is anti-Auto-Tune, death of the ringtone This ain’t for iTunes, this aint for sing-alongs This is Sinatra at the opera, bring a blonde Preferably with a fat ass who can sing a song Wrong, this aint politically correct This might offend my political connects My raps don’t have melodies This should make niggas wanna go and commit felonies Get your chain tooken I may do it myself, Im so Brooklyn I know we facing a recession But the music yall making gon make it the Great Depression All your lack of aggression Put your skirt back down, grow a set, men Nigga this shit violent This is death of Auto-Tune, moment of silence La da da da... Hey, hey, hey, goodbye... Only nigga to re-write history without a pen No I.D. on the track let the story begin... Begin... Begin Hold up... This aint a number one record This is practically assault with a deadly weapon I made this just for Flex and... Mister Cee I want niggas to feel threatened Stop your bloodclot crying The kid, the dog, everybody dying, no lying You niggas jeans too tight Your colors too bright, your voice too light I might wear black for a year straight I might bring back Versace shades This ain’t for Z100 Ye told me to kill yall to keep it 100 This is for Hot 9-7 This shit for Clue, for Khaled, for we the bestin... Nigga this shit violent This is death of Auto-Tune, moment of silence La da da da... Hey, hey, hey, goodbye... Only nigga to re-write history without a pen No I.D. on the track let the story begin... Begin... Begin Hold up... Hold up, this shit need a verse from Jeezy... Ay! I might send this to the mixtape Weezy Get somebody from BMF to talk on this Get this to a Blood, let a Crip walk on it Get 3 Thou to style on this I just don’t need nobody to smile on this You niggas singin too much Get back to rap, you T-Painn too much I’m a multi-millionaire So how is it I’m still the hardest nigga here I don’t be in the project hallway Talkin bout how I be in the projects all day That sound stupid to me If you a gangsta, this is how you prove it to me Nigga, just get violent This is death of Auto-Tune, moment of silence La da da da... Hey, hey, hey, goodbye...

Wise man say, wise man say Wise man say Youll never figure out real love Never figure out real love Youll never figure out real love Its so crazy, crazy-crazy I got everything figured out But for some reason I can never find what real love is about, no doubt Everything in the world figured out But I can never seem to find what real love was about Do you think Id sacrifice real life For all the fame and flashing lights? Do you think Id sacrifice a real life For all the fame and flashing lights? There is no Gucci I can buy There is no Louis Vuitton to put on There is no YSL that they could sell To get my heart out of this hell and my mind out of this jail There is no clothes that I could buy That could turn back in time There is no vacation spot I could fly That could bring back a piece of real life Real life, what does it feel like? I ask you tonight, I ask you tonight What does it feel like? I ask you tonight To live a real life I just wanna be a real boy They always say: "Kanye, he keeps it real boy" Pinocchios story is, I just wanna be a real boy Pinocchios story goes, to be a real boy Its funny Pinocchio lied and thats what kept him from it I tell the truth and I keep running Its like Im lookin for something out there, tryna find something I turn on the TV and see me and see nothing What does it feel like to live real life, to be real? Not some facade on TV that no one can really feel Do you really have the stamina? For everybody that sees you that say: "wheres my camera?" For everybody that sees you to say: "sign an autograph" For everybody that sees you cryin that say you oughta laugh You oughta laugh I just wanna be a real boy Pinocchios story goes I just wanna be a real boy Pinocchios story goes And there is no Gepetto to guide me No one right beside me The only one was behind me I cant find her no more, I cant call her no more I cant— The only one that come out on the tour and stays Back when I was livin at home and this was all a big dream And the fame will be get got And the day I moved to L.A., maybe that was all my fault All my fault to be a real boy, chasin the American dream Chasin everything we seen up on the TV screen And when uh, the Benz was left And the clothes was left, and the hoes was left You talk the hoes to death thinkin the money that the— You spend the dough to death And tell me what be left for a real boy! They say: "Kanye, you keep it too real boy" Perspective and wise, man say One day, youll find your way The wise man say youll find your way The wise man say youll find your way Wise man say

Sing every hour Every minute Every second  Sing each and every millisecond We need you  We need you We need you Oh, we need you Sing til the power of the Lord comes down Sing til the power of the Lord comes down Sing til the power of the Lord comes down Sing til the power of the Lord comes down Sing til the power of the Lord comes down Sing til the power of the Lord comes down Sing til the power of the Lord comes down Sing til the power of the Lord comes down Sing til the power of the Lord comes down Sing til the power of the Lord comes down Sing every hour Every minute Every second Sing each and every millisecond We need you We need you We need you Oh, we need you Sing til the power of the Lord comes down Sing til the power of the Lord comes down Sing every hour Every minute Every second Sing each and every millisecond We need you We need you We need you Oh, we need you

Youll live, and youll learn See cause youve never been the same as anyone else Dont think the same as everyone else Youll love, and youll learn See youll never conclude with anyone else Dont think the same as everyone else If I had everything, everything I could change anything If I changed anything, I mean anything I would change everything, oh yeah Dark boy, dont you cry Theres too much life left in those eyes Dont you let that face go waterfall Dont you learn to love your scars and all? Dark boy, dont you die Theyre just human, let them lie You just know your world and speak your truth Let them come to you For youll love, in your heart See cause youve never been the same as anyone else Dont think the same as everyone else This is your call, there are no wrongs See youll never conclude with anyone else Dont think the same as everyone else If I had everything, everything I could change anything, I could change anything If I changed anything, I mean anything I would change everything, oh yeah When the media slings mud, we use it to build huts Irrefutable facts, merciful, beautiful black beloved brother You fail to embarrass him, harassin him To my life, your life pales in comparison So go write whatever blog, messiness is not ever the God Do whats necessary, Im never worried Listen vultures, Ive been shackled by Western culture You convinced most of my people to live off emotion Thats why we competin, death by the chrome barrel Forgot the secrets, my Kilimanjaro bone marrows the deepest You can peep at the comments, but dont fall for that We want freedom, Im a scholar; an almanac People do anything to be involved in everything Inclusion is a hell of a drug Some people have everything they probably ever wanted in life And never have enough If I had everything, everything I could change anything If I changed anything, I mean anything I would change everything, oh yeah From the birth of a child, the world is foul Excursions of a searchin child Should learn to take nothin personal A parent hates to watch his babys face Takin his first immunization shots, but this is great The childs introduction to suffering and pain Understands without words, nothin is explained Or rushed to the brain, lookin up at his parents face Like, "I thought you would protect me from this scary place?" "Whyd you let them inject me?" "Whos gonna know how these side effects is gonna affect me?" Who knew I would grow to meet presidents that respect me? If Starbucks is bought by Nestlé, please dont arrest me I need to use your restroom and I aint buy no espresso Soon enough, assume the cuffs, the position Not new to us, since back on the bus sittin Said, "Screw that bus!" – boycotted that bus outta business The futures us, yet every citizens in prison If I had everything, everything I could change anything If I changed anything, I mean anything I would change everything, oh yeah Watch me as I walk through the folly, golly, New York to Saudi In Italy, Im Eduardo Vaccari But Nasty the hustler, nasty like mustard gas, sulfur And I could sell Alaska to Russia, no pressure My first house, 11,000-square-feet mansion It was a haunted by dead rich whites Mad a nigga bought his crib to hang up pictures of black Christ Circular driveways, black cars and black ice My second house, still in my twenties, illin with money Chilled through my spine, spillin wine, its funny Did good for a staircase loiterer, euphoria What you saw when you seen a teen turn to a warrior Did every Fourth of July, bustin in the sky It was important to a guy who was mob-minded Future Murciélago driver til Lambos got average on me I started likin the look like I aint had no money Yellow taxi seats over Maybach seats Just to remind me, just to inspire me To stay focused, its a real sick society Just cause I got your support dont mean youre buyin me Im buyin back the land owned by the slave masters Where my ancestors lived, just to say a rapper Made a change, the pants-sagger put plans in action To lay claim the Pan-African made it happen Youll live, and youll learn See cause youve never been the same anyone else Dont think the same as everyone else Youll live, and youll learn See youll never conclude with anyone else Dont think the same as everyone else If I had everything, everything I could change anything If I changed anything, I mean anything I would change everything, oh yeah Dark boy, dont you cry Theres too much life left in those eyes Dont you let that face go waterfall Dont you learn to love your scars and all Dark boy, dont you die Theyre just human, let them lie You just know your world and speak your truth And let them come to you For youll love, in your heart See cause youve never been the same as anyone else Dont think the same as everyone else This is your call, there are no wrongs See youll never conclude with anyone else Dont think the same as everyone else

I sold more dope than I sold records You niggas sold records, never sold dope So I ain’t hearing none of that street shit Cause in my mind, you motherfuckers sold soap Got rich selling hope to the hopeless But I’m a thinker, methodic in my motives I motivate to put my niggas into motors No woman, no child, no witness, no Jehovahs Like Scarface but its Gods face in that mirror We was made in his image, dialing and its much clearer Scoring from the heights but I wanted mine purer Aryan, blonde hair, blue-eyed like the Führer The judge and the jury, the jewellery mad froze Watercolors on my neck, fuck rhyming when you blinding niggas We aint the same color clarity of diamond, nigga Nah, I aint got nothing in common with yous Pain in my heart, its as black as my skin They tipping the scale for these crackers to win No reading, no writing, made us savage of men They praying for jail but I mastered the pen Descended from kings, we at it again Just hand me the crown, Im active again Everything that it seems, hear my passion again Was never my dream, the immaculate win I was pissing my shorts, having rich nigga thoughts Wish I had a pistol before all the friends I done fought Overnight I seen a nigga go get a Carrera Two weeks later I had to be that boy pallbearer Young king bury me inside a glass casket Windex wipe me down for the life after Crack dealer living like a hoop star Black marble, white walls in my new spot Four chains, big studs, a nigga too fly Top down, tank top, I think Im 2Pac So Im labeled the rebel, nigga get on my level We were born to be kings, only major league teams Chasing my paper, couldnt fathom my wealth Built a school in Ethiopia, should enroll in myself God body and mind, food for the soul When you feeding on hate, you empty, my nigga, it shows Follow the codes, ain’t no love for these hoes If you slip and you fall I got you, my nigga, hold on If you right or you wrong, if you riding, come on By the end of this song, cant be hiding for long I seen children get slaughtered, niggas grandmothers assaulted Throw a gang sign, dare you do something about it Fuck copping them foams, when you copping the home Cop a kilo and have them people on top of your home Follow the codes, aint no love for these hoes If you slipping you fall, I got you, my nigga, hold on If you right or you wrong, if you riding, come on By the end of this song, I got you, my nigga, hold on I got you, my nigga, hold on I got you, my nigga, hold on If you right or you wrong, if you riding, come on By the end of this song, I got you, my nigga, hold on I got you, my nigga, hold on I got you, my nigga, hold on I got you, my nigga, hold on I got you, my nigga, hold on

We in the streets, playa, get your mail Its only two places you end up: either dead or in jail Still nowhere to go Still nowhere to go Now throw your hands up—hustlers, busters, boosters, hoes Everybody—fuck that! Still nowhere to go Still nowhere to go Two words: United States, no love, no breaks Low brow, high stakes, crack smoke, Black folks Big Macs, fat folks, ecstasy capsules Presidential scandals, everybody move Two words: Mos Def, K. West, hot shit Calm down, get back, ghetto people got this Game pon lock shit, gun pon cock shit We wont stop shit—everybody move! Two words: B-K, N-Y, Bed-Stuy Too harsh, too hungry, too many, thats why These streets know game, cant ball, dont play Heavy traffic, one lane—everybody move! Two words: Mos Def, Black Jack, hot shit Calm down, get back, ghetto people got this Game pon lock, gun pon cock We wont stop—everybody move! Now throw your hands up Hustlers, busters, boosters, hoes Everybody—fuck that Still nowhere to go Still nowhere to go And keep your hands up Hustlers, busters, boosters, hoes Everybody—fuck that Still nowhere to go Still nowhere to go Two words: Chi-Town, Southside, worldwide Cause I rep that til I fuckin die One neck, two chains, one waist, two gats One wall, twenty plaques, dues paid, gimme that I am limelight, Blueprint, five mics Go-Getters rhyme like shouldve been signed twice Most imitated, Grammy nominated Hotel accommodated, cheerleader prom-dated Barbershop player-hated, mom-and-pop bootlegged it Felt like it rained til the roof caved in Two words: Chi-Town raised me, crazy So I live by two words: "Fuck you, pay me" Screaming, "Jesus, save me" You know how the game be, I cant let em change me Cause on judgment day, you gon blame me Look, God—its the same me And I basically know now, we get racially profiled Cuffed up and hosed down, pimped up and hod down Plus, I got a whole city to hold down From the bottom, so the tops the only place to go now Now throw your hands up Hustlers, busters, boosters, hoes Everybody—fuck that Still nowhere to go Still nowhere to go Two words: Freeway; two letters: A-R Turn yall rap niggas to two words: fast runners Like Jackie Joyner, you better sleep with your burner The heat skeet, blow a reef through your car, my God Two words: no guns, break arms Break necks, break backs, Steven Seagal Free, young boss, freshman of the Roc With the beef in the pot, Jay sent for his dogs to brawl Forget your squad, better fend for yourself Have you screamin out four words: "Send for the law," ugh Two words: Freeway, slightly retarded Fuck around, throw a clip in your artist, leave with his broad Red, white, blue, black Calm down, move back Motherfuckers askin, "Who is that?" You know its the almighty Black Jack Mos Def, K. West Ghetto people, get this shit off your chest North to the south, to the east, to the west Black Jack Johnson, its no contest And show it to em like

Never, never, never, never change I never change, this is Jay every day I never change! I never change, this is Jay every day I never change! I never change, this is Jay I am a Roc representer, , summer to winter , dead or alive, , 24/7, 365 One CD or three hundred and sixty pies Whats up to E and Kirk? Welcome home to Taj Let no amount of money ruin this thing of ours We run streets like drunks run street lights We collidin with life as we speak We knee-deep in coke, we ki deep in ice We flood streets with dope, we keep weed to smoke We all fish, better teach your folk Give him money to eat, the next week hes broke Cause when you sleep hes reachin for your throat Word on the skreet, you reap what you sow Not out of fear but love, love for the game Roc family first, we never change, man Never, never, never, never change Im still fuckin with crime cause crime pays I never change! Out hustlin, same clothes for days I never change! Ill never change, Im too stuck in my ways, I never change Never, never, never, never change Im still fuckin with crime cause crime pays I never change! Out hustlin, same clothes for days I never change! Ill never change, Im too stuck in my ways, I never change Whats up to my Miami and St. Thomas connects? Ill never mention your name, I promise respect Death before dishonor, correct? Yup, thats what you promised me, since the Bomber League Along with, if we stay strong We can get paper longer than Pippens arms Plead the fifth when it comes to the fam Im like a dog: I never speak, but I understand Where my dogs at? Where my soldiers at war? Where your balls at? Whoa, gotta pause that, whoa Lost 92 bricks, had to fall back Knocked a nigga off his feet, but I crawled back Had A-1 credit, got more crack From the first to the fifth, gave it all back If Im not a hustler, what you call that? This is before rap, this is all fact; I never change Never, never, never, never change Im still fuckin with crime cause crime pays I never change! Out hustlin, same clothes for days I never change! Ill never change, Im too stuck in my ways, I never change Never, never, never, never change Im still fuckin with crime cause crime pays I never change! Out hustlin, same clothes for days I never change! Ill never change, Im too stuck in my ways, I never change What, the streets robbed me, wasnt educated properly Well, fuck yall, I needed money for Atari Was so young my big sis still playin with Barbie Young brother, big city, eight million stories Old heads taught me, youngin, walk softly Carry a big clip, thatll get niggas off me Keep coke in coffee, keep money smellin mothy Chains is cool to cop but more important is lawyer fees Thats how it is now, thats how it always be I never change, this is always me From the womb to the tomb, from now until my doom Drink Army from one cup, pass it around the room Thats the ritual , Big Ran, I aint forget you, fool And all that bullshit you tryin to get through This is crew love, move music or move drugs Rival crews, get your black suits up; Ill never change Never, never, never, never change Im still fuckin with crime cause crime pays I never change! Out hustlin, same clothes for days I never change! Ill never change, Im too stuck in my ways, I never change Never, never, never, never change Im still fuckin with crime cause crime pays I never change! Out hustlin, same clothes for days I never change! Ill never change, Im too stuck in my ways, I never change This is Jay, every day Who you know like Hov, nigga?

Never trust a bitch who finds love in a camera She will fuck you, then turn around and fuck a janitor Set the parameters You either with the pro ballers or the amateurs I wont let you ruin my dreams or Harvey Weinstein the kid Good mornin, Matt Lauer; can I live? Look at my new digs The rooftop can host a paint-and-sip for like 40 The Warhols on my wall paint a war story Had to find other ways to invest Cause you rappers found every way to ruin Pateks Its a nightmare, yeah Im too rare amongst all of this pink hair, ooh! Still do the Fred Astaire on a brick Tap-tap, throw the phone if you hear it click Art Basel-in the bezel Your bustdown is bust down and dont match the metal Lower levels where you settle at Im the pot callin the kettle black Where theres no brake pedals at Between God and where the Devils at Had to double dutch and double back Then hopscotch through where the troubles at Exactly what the games been missin This fire burns hot as Hells Kitchen Push! Now thats how the ting go, Im back from Santo Domingo Thats where the kings go, down in Santo Domingo Now thats how the ting go, Im back from Santo Domingo This for the sneaker hoarders and coke snorters Cause thats where the kings go, down in Santo Domingo From Honda Accords to Grammy awards Thats where the kings go I can blow a million dollars into dust Lord knows how many bottles Ive done bust Still runnin through the models like Im Puff Confront my problems like Im Ralo in the bluff Pusha know these politics is paradox Chillin in a condo full of ready rock My homie amputated but gon stand for somethin Im dyin to find a way to get a Grammy from it Watchin my success, for some is bittersweet Always keep the sharpshooters triggers tweaked Diamonds drippin on me via Tiffanys All these K-9 units still sniffin me Ignorance versus the innocence Its not the temperature for you in Timberlands I keep the coldest flows on the hot seat And you can spot my hoes by their car keys Another episode full of atrocities Its double M, baby, money monopolies You scared to see my face in a fancy place So why debate my case vs. a Nancy Grace? Its flesh and blood til Im fresh as fuck Still hands-on, sucker, press your luck Your money gone every other month My money long, so the treasures tucked Now thats how the ting go, Im back from Santo Domingo Thats where the kings go, down in Santo Domingo Now thats how the ting go, back from Santo Domingo Cause thats where the kings go, down in Santo Domingo Thats where the kings go

We in the time of our lives, baby Turn the music up, primetime Uh, yeah, primetime, beat by Dion Our third eon, thats what the fuck we on Mo money, 40-year-old phenom My 15 minutes of fame has stretched beyond At 42, be better than 24s I carried the 4-5, mastered 48 laws Still wearing my 23s, they cant fuck with the boy As far as them 16s, Im 23 of it all Primetime, riding that six-deuce That 911, I only subtract the roof I started in 88, got warm in 92 I landed in 96, thats the year I came through I hit the club, ordered some Grey Goose Switched it for CÎROC to give Puffs stock a boost New money, I found the fountain of youth Im headed to Miami to fuck up the Fontainebleau A case of Ace... make it two Nigga, we rollin, beat the deuce The night is young, what the fuck we gon do? Ooh Ooh, the night is young, what the fuck you wanna do, huh? The night is young, what the fuck we gon do, huh? The night is young, what you really wanna do, huh? Primetime, basking in the lime Cassius in his prime, coloring out of the line Cause they dont want nobody thats colored out of the lines So Im late as a motherfucker, colored people time Damn, Yeezy, they all gotta be dimes? Well, Adam gave up a rib, so mine better be prime Niggas gon kill me, I swear they better be lying I never live in fear, Im too out of my mind Primetime, never hit these heights I mean its like, its like our first first-class flight Im tripping on it, socks on marble floors, Im slipping on it Champagne, Im sipping on it, shit tastes different, dont it? You know what? You right Its like the best damn champagne I had in my life "When you coming home?" Thats a text from my wife I told her run a bubble bath And float in that motherfucker like a hovercraft And soak in that motherfucker til I call you back I mean, who says shit like that and doesnt laugh? Hah... The night is young, what the fuck you wanna do, huh? The night is young, what the fuck we gon do, huh? The night is young, what you really wanna do, huh?

Do it... Watch it... Do it how I... Watch it... She ugly hot, like a chick that call you to borrow Five hunnid, then promise she gon pay you back tomorrow Then left with a scammer with a Gucci hat from Marshalls Slept with him, then woke up, saw his watch was a Fossil Everybody wear a costume, spray a little extra perfume YEEZYs in the stock room, thats the name, make the stock boom Hit the club with at least ten, you in a 500, thats a cheap Benz I promised Playboi wed get the tape out fore the weekend is over Too famous to sneak in Wolverine in a sheep skin, I be goin off the deep end We here for a reason, boy, we got more to do You text just like, "Yo," Im like, "Yo, I been avoidin you" Ye Jesus gang, you correct You always askin for Buddha, you a Budapest If they dont play this, call the DJ This verse just shut down the freeway Born in the A, you cant impeach Ye The case so brief, dont bring your briefcase What? What? What? What? What? What? What? Go, go to the moon Go to the moon Go to the moon Shawty tell me, whats up? Got some drank in my cup Got my opp in my blunt Niggas try to keep up In the car with my son Get killed by a pump I got a redhead My vibe is tough I done been through a lot I done seen some stuff Everything dope Shoutout to the bluff

Woo! Welcome to the bank Where you deposit Young Money And, and you get Cash Money Im Tunechi the boss And live from the vault, is Busta Buss Yeah, yeah, yeah, yo Swag mania, pop that goes most, carry the most Beautiful bitches with us happily toast Keep the faculty close, gross when we give them a dose Got them OD-ing, leaning in each Coast Scenery froze, take notes, rock Rolls, diamonds that fit us Chanel minks in the winter, who fucking with us? We coming to give them the shivers, watery flows spilling like rivers Flooding the street, hoping niggas swimming is moving gorillas King Kongs, Godzillas when we roll up Seat filling niggas, get up when we show up Uhh, shit Please dont throw up, hold your liquor, grow up If you robbing niggas, we gon show you how to blow up Thank your lucky stars its the Rap Czar, tuck your shit in My niggas bite like Rin Tin Tin, my chagrin You never win, model thin, walking crack in your shin She gives in every time that I spin Square up, bow down to the kings of the hall We wade on, talk shit while we ball so whats cracking with yall? Native New Yorker, the slick talker keeps it in order Call the reporter, stepping like British walkers Legendary swag flu and see the influence, just see how we do it Get them into it steadily, God Im stupid, so undisputed Act fool, back tool until they pop off Police crowd up the street, blocking them off, locking them off Got these niggas wilding while I signal my soldiers Bossing it up, maintaining composure, stand on the sofa Thirty bottles, twenty waitresses, bring them over See how we light up shit, nigga, call the promoter And tell that nigga bring the bag, better hurry up with it And count the money up proper, cause you can get it! I want to thank You, Heavenly Father Yeah, it feel good, dont it? Uhh For shining Your light on me It feel good, dont it? Uhh I want to thank You, Heavenly Father Ay, I want to let yall know Ay, ay, I want to let yall know, this Yeezy For shining Your light on me And you listening to Q-Tip Settle up, stiletto up, saddle up and lets go Good times, only difference, niggas making it though Chatter is up, peep the way we batter it up On top of the mountain, folding the ladder up You dead and done, rip up your paper cause your status is none Transfixed on the strengths of the page, whether chopper or gauge Youre just a single cause you wouldnt engage Turnt up with the script on the cup, you keep the goblets with us See how we push sometimes a man fi get kuff? Beat him in the head, boop-be-de-de-boff, zippity-boof Beat him in the head again, "Stop killing me, wolf" Whop, beat a nigga till he drop, piggity-poof Ock see him, he puss, he dont want no problem with niggas Fuck it, lets get to drinking, poison our livers Dammit we sinners, when me and Abstract together, see we deliver She got me touching it, fucking on all my fingers Dammit we winners, pillar of this rap shit, homie they know Kill everything until its time for me to go Thats when I bomb it with a blow and then I black and get a little bit dummy The microphone is bleeding, you should take it from me Incredibly we do it and it resonates the music, iTune it, YouTube it It could never ever be refuted Its gnarly for niggas and naughty for ninas, bitches and ballerinas Ballers and in-betweeners, blatant nonbelievers and overachievers Kicking it in Pele Adidas, drink Alizé liters All of you must reconcile a leader Shes begging to eat us and her mans attitude defeat us But never a scandal because me and Bus, were prone to handle Were gentlemen Not to mention, were veterans, second, he need some medicine Before I black as he get off my premises Better fly, you pelican, idiot ass niggas but then again You need a suit for your funeral measurements See me doing it effortless, its never getting no better than this Giving your shit to convince a better preference Watch me turn them to skeletons, see how I come and bring out the betterness? Time is with it, I rep the foreverness Flying United Emirates, sized private plane, that kind of etiquette Purchasing diamonds, handle them delicate Now you need you a better ref You could peep us regulating, see we all in this bitch like we aint never left I want to thank You, Heavenly Father For shining Your light on me I want to thank You, Heavenly Father For shining Your light on me I know it couldnt have happened without You Ooh-ooh, without You Ooohh, without You Ooohh, without You

All engines running We gon take it to the moon, take it to the stars How many people you know can take it this far? Im supercharged We bout to take this whole thing to Mars Now we gon take it to the moon, take it to the stars We dont know what we could do to make it this far So many scars We bout to take this whole thing to Mars Lift off , lift off, takin my coat off Showing my tattoos, Im such a show off, huh I feel the pain and then roll off I got the whole city, they about to go off How many niggas with me up and in the aisle? How many people want to roll on me now? Like you know na na na, you know me by now Know me , know me by now We gon take it to the moon, take it to the stars How many people you know can take it this far? Im supercharged We bout to take this whole thing to Mars Now we gon take it to the moon, take it to the stars We dont know what we could do to make it this far So many scars We bout to take this whole thing to Mars Lift off , off, ah, like you know, na-na-na You know me by now, know me, know me by now You know me, know me by now, know me, know me by now Lift off Rappers hear Watch the Throne, they gon be pissed off Earth is boring to em, shit is making my dick soft When you earn hard as me, eventually you hit a big wall 5-4, 3-2, we need fuel, lift off Now we gon take it to the moon, take it to the stars How many people you know can take it this far? Im supercharged We bout to take this whole thing to Mars Now we gon take it to the moon, take it to the stars We dont know what we could do to make it this far So many scars We bout to take this whole thing to Mars 20 seconds and counting T minus 15 seconds, guidance is internal 12, 11, 10, 9, ignition sequence start 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, 0, all engines running Lift off, we have a lift off Jump Now we gon, now we gon, now we gon, now we gon Now we gon take it to the moon Now we gon, now we gon We gon take it to the moon Take it to the stars We gon take it to the moon Take it to the stars How many people you know can take it this far? Take it to the stars How many people you know can take it this far? Now we gon, now we gon, now we gon, now we gon, now

I wanna talk to all you addicts out there Thats got yourself a great big Jones An you done tried all the methadone An you just cant leave that heroin alone I wonder, have you tried Dope just touched down, Im so grateful Numbers so low, bitch, be thankful They say dont let money change you Thats how we know money aint you Bitch, I been had, bitches been bad We buy big boats, bitch, Im Sinbad Downright sinful, bitch, we been full All my dopeboys, we like kinfolk BMore burnt spoon, DC glass pipe VA sent bales, bout that trap life Blew through thousands, we made millions Cocaine soldiers, once civilians Bought hoes Hondas, took care children Lent my pastor, build out buildins Rapped on classics, I been brilliant Now we blend in, we chameleons, ahh Never have I been locked up in a world of misery I need you darlin to set me free Come back, baby, try me one more time Ooh, baby, Im bout to go out of my mind I cant— Who else got the luxury to drop when he want Cause nobody else can fuck with me? What a show-off Nigga, wrist for wrist—lets have a glow-off Fuck it, brick for brick—lets have a blow-off If we go by connections made I can still climb ladders when complexions fade White on white, thats the testa Black on black, thats the Tesla See these diamonds in this watch face? All that shit came from pressure They dont miss you till you gone with the wind And they tired of dancin like a Ying Yang Twin You cant have the Yin without the Yang, my friend Real niggas bring balance to the game Im in Cant escape the scale if I tried Interstate traffickings alive Push Never have I been locked up in a world of misery I need you darlin to set me free Come back, baby, try me one more time Ooh, baby, Im bout to go out of my mind I cant— Still fresh off the boat, niggas Dont make me super-soak niggas Your life ends up a quote, nigga The good die young, all dogs go to heaven Its really just mommas fallin out on the reverend I play musical chairs with these squares Rich flair before they was Ric Flairs Cocaine concierge, longest runnin trapper of the year Stood the test of time like Dapper Dan Season my sauce like Zatarains Is he still in the caravan? Its a mil in the caravan? Richard Mille on a leather band Behind the wheel like an ambulance On my way up to Maryland Never have I been locked up in a world of misery I need you darlin to set me free Come back, baby, try me one more time Ooh, baby, Im bout to go out of my mind I cant— Come back, baby, try me one more time Ooh, baby, Im bout to go out of my mind I—I cant—

Yeah, yeah, yeah I dont never feel pain Cause I done felt too much pain Money goin in the rain Blood flowing through my veins Im just doing my thing Getting money, baby girl, gold chains I dont never feel pain Cause I done felt too much pain Standing in the rain Blood flowing through my veins I aint never did a thing Getting money, rocking chains Well never feel the same We the thugs in the game I dont never feel pain Eighteen-wheeler gorillas Black with gold chains, pitch bird like Steelers Hines Ward of the crime lords Running through this money, screaming, "Encore!" Spending nights with a prime whore But thats the bitch that youre blind for Celebrating on a whim, nigga Pain is Pac, Above the Rim, nigga My bitch rock a bigger gem, niggas Cause she was there when it was dim, nigga She wasnt fucking none of them niggas So now were even like a hem, nigga Put your freedom over failure Tryna find my Griselda Might as well, they gon nail ya Momma screaming like Mahalia Pain is love and its war Pain is running out of raw Pain is finding out youre poor As the Feds knock at your door I dont never feel pain Cause I done felt too much pain Been around here, standing in the rain Blood flowing through my veins Im just doing my thing Getting money, rock a bunch of gold chains I dont never feel pain Cause I done felt too much pain Im just standing in the rain Blood flowing through my veins Im just doing my thing Getting money, rocking all these gold chains Million dollars on one gold ring Pain is joy when it cries Its my smile in disguise Its what makes the story chilling Spare the women and the children Hear the scribbles of the villain Yuugh! This is drug dealer brilliance Pyrex on the platter like hot sex But my tribe dont quest like love Pain in this bitch, with a mask and a glove And a team of lawyers to run the train on a judge Its no risk without gain Its no trust without shame Its no us without caine Push: my name is my name In the kitchen with a cape on, apron Trey-eight on, coulda been Trayvon But instead, I chose Avon Powder-face like a geisha Arm & Hammer for the breakup Turn one into two, watch the brick kiss and makeup Its a match made in heaven All thats missing is the reverend All thats missing is a blessing I hope God gets the message I dont never feel pain Cause I done felt too much pain Been around here, standing in the rain Blood flowing through my veins Im just doing my thing Getting money, rock a hundred gold chains I dont never feel pain Cause I done felt too much pain Im just standing in the rain Blood flowing through my veins Im just doing my thing Getting money, rocking all these gold chains Million dollars on one gold ring

Yeah This is that- Uh huh, where the money? Uh huh, what, what My whole squad in this bitch And they gon stay there the whole night I mix that shit with champagne Been waitin on that shit my whole life Forever me and my dawgs Yeah, nigga, you know right Yeah, yeah, you know right Yeah, yeah, you know right My whole squad in this bitch And they gon stay there the whole night I mix that shit with champagne Been waitin on that shit my whole life Forever me and my dawgs Yeah, nigga, you know right Yeah, yeah, you know right Yeah, yeah, you know right And they always stay down, down, down, down Down, down, down, down, down, down This for my dawgs, for my dawgs, man, that always stay Down, down, down, down, down, down, down Weed, money, liquor Imma drown, drown, drown, drown, drown, drown, drown Okay, I aint that fucked up, but Im halfway We came a long way from the alley Bad, bad, bad bitches they dressed up Like its the NBA draft day And I bet and I bet that she aint gon be that late For a young, sexy face like me A young, young, young, sexy face like me She like girls if she dont like me And if you do then I do girl, I see ya, I see ya The way that you pose I might have to IG ya Sexy young thing, I might have to ID her Ooh, damn I got some ideas We could fuck up the couch in the club like it came from Ikea Goin so hard the whole night is a blur Older women be like, "damn, you mature" I say you the one, but goddamn I got nerve My whole squad in this bitch And they gon stay there the whole night I mix that shit with champagne Been waitin on that shit my whole life Forever me and my dawgs Yeah, nigga, you know right Yeah, yeah, you know right Yeah, yeah, you know And they always stay down, down, down, down Down, down, down, down, down, down This for my dawgs, for my dawgs, man, that always stay Down, down, down, down, down, down, down Weed, money, liquor Imma drown, drown, drown, drown, drown, drown, drown Okay, I sip the kamikaze while I bend the body And I whip the Maserati like Im Ricky Bobby I be mobbin, I be mobbin like Im Gotti I might even speak Italian 50 women in the room like we aint even got a lobby I be wildin like I never had a daddy And the titties paparazzi, they be flashin, god damnit Im a hottie Got her friends tryna fuck me and her mans tryna rob me And she wont leave me alone, I tell the trick to get a hobby I aint even gonna lie, I got a million dollar chick With a billion dollar pussy Every time I cum, I swear to God I feel like I be rich Yeah, tryna get that hotel money But you know them crackers aint gonna let you get the Ritz They aint gonna let you get the fountain in the front with the fist They gonna give you courtside at the Clips But never ownership, they ain’t on that donor shit Well, fuck giving it to me, Imma take that shit Forget crackin the code, Imma break that shit Imma calamari steak that shit And cop so much ice, me and my dogs gonna skate that shit Bitch do it so big you cant escape that shit Hoes tryna have my baby just to Ricki Lake that shit I hate that shit Girls handing me their heart, how could I not break that shit? My whole squad in this bitch And they gon stay there the whole night I mix that shit with champagne Been waitin on that shit my whole life Forever me and my dawgs Yeah, nigga, you know right Yeah, yeah, you know right Yeah, yeah, you know right And they always stay down, down, down, down Down, down, down, down, down, down This for my dawgs, for my dawgs, man, that always stay Down, down, down, down, down, down, down Weed, money, liquor Imma drown, drown, drown, drown, drown, drown, drown

The ghetto Othello, the Moor Oh my God, they speak venomous on the boy Oh my Lord, my enemy is fear, and Im sure Oh my God, they want the end of me cause Im pure Oh my Lord, discipline for the win, I just go for it Its a trend for these men to die on their own sword Journey far, learn who you can be But you can learn who you are when you around family Chip off the shoulders of soldiers, on they grizzle My granddaddy Mack Little married Nannie Little They passed down wisdom, blessings were given Pray my sins dont get passed to my children I made a killin, Im alive like the morning star Court Jordans for the price on stock, so what the Hornets are? I need evaluations, Im savvy, yall Eatin foie gras and caviar, listen Adam and Eve Dont fall too far from the apple tree, ayy Adam and Eve, Adam and Eve Dont fall too far from the apple tree, apple tree The ghosts of gangsters dance Chinchillas shake on the hanger, the force of this banger Yeah, my language advanced, my cadence amazin The voice triggers somethin, what is this conundrum? The clouds scurry, your spirit rumble, a boyish smile Still puff the loud, its nothin less than a quarter pound Savage narrative, every verse that I write bursts light Brings awareness to my personal life After my morning walk, Havana cigar, the ganja spark See my doctor more, sweat in the sauna or the spa Spendin fifty large at the Bellagio Spent twenty on a bad bitch I hardly know New girl every night, two girls was every other night Sexual addiction, gangster tradition They wanna fuck me, have me under they belt, slightly offended Yeah, thats how I felt, thats how it ended Im just good at existin, existin in my truth As long as I enjoy the fruit, yeah Adam and Eve Dont fall too far from the apple tree, ayy Adam and Eve, Adam and Eve Dont fall too far from the apple tree, apple tree What come first, peace or the paper? Before I had a piece of paper, peace was in my favor Before I sat to eat at the table, it had leeches and traitors Cut the fat from the meat, extract the weak, bon appetit No bacon, brothers is swine Its so hard to trust em cause my hustle is mine Its evident they all the same, with gray hair and still mean muggin Gray hairs of wisdom, that means you seen somethin Say somethin, you stay frontin But these clowns got false crowns, fictitional kings You broke my heart, Fredo You bring this thing of ours down to a fable Be advised my guys dyin, enterprisin at a bosss table Theres always room at my table Insecurities is keepin you disabled All this money to get, is there less time? They aint stopped printin money, cause they made mine I learned to stretch time, these are the best times Im in my neighborhood in stadiums, the Mets kind With restaurants and Carbone, spicy rigatoni Go hard, a red Bordeaux, oh God Adam and Eve Dont fall too far from the apple tree, ayy Adam and Eve, Adam and Eve Dont fall too far from the apple tree, apple tree

M-M-M-Murda She want me, I aint want her, ooh She want me to be her boo You so silly, dont get it confused Now turn around, drop it low, pick it up, ooh Big bank, we gettin paid over here Broke niggas, go stand over there Fake ass hoes, go meet em over there Little booties, they matter over here Now stop Wait a minute, now Im back at it Back at it like a mothafuckin crack addict Sex addict, Im a mothafuckin sex addict Hit shorty from the back, got her back crackin Back crackin, b-back crackin I love ho bitches, thats my fuckin problem Yeah, I like to fuck hoes, I got a fuckin problem Bang, bang, bang and a chicken wing, bitch Yeah, I know you love how I put it down, bitch Drop down and pick your weave up, girl Drop down and get your Eagle on, girl Head downtown and pick the eaters up, girl You know them chicken-heads eat it up, girl She want me, I aint want her, ooh She want me to be her boo You so silly, dont get it confused Now turn around, drop it low, pick it up, ooh Big bank, we gettin paid over here Broke niggas, go stand over there Fake ass hoes, go meet em over there Little booties, they matter over here That pussy get wetter than yours That head is better than yours I flew her out so I could fuck on tour Flew her back cause my girlfriend saw her They tried to say I wasnt black no more About as black as Macklemore They dont like me cause Im Mexican Sent me back, now Im back again Uh, just bought a piece of Fashion Nova Your girlfriend look like a ogre Nigga, fat bitches need love too My fault, Ye, I wasnt sober Who the fuck gon listen to Ebro? All these niggas so emo Fuck that nigga, Im the mothafuckin shit Another old nigga on a young nigga dick N-N-Niggas tried to say that I was canceled When I asked them questions, couldnt answer How Ye? How Ye? How, Sway? Nigga its fucking- Yo, chill, chill, chill, chill, chill, woah, woah, woah You cannot say that, bro, cmon She want me, I aint want her, ooh She want me to be her boo You so silly, dont get it confused Now turn around, drop it low, pick it up, ooh Big bank, we gettin paid over here Broke niggas, go stand over there Fake ass hoes, go meet em over there Little booties, they matter over here Now stop

La-da-da da-da da-da da-da da-da da Blap! We go through too much bullshit Just to mess with these drunk and hot girls We go through too much bullshit Just to mess with these drunk and hot girls We go Through too Much shit To mess Mess with These drunk All of these drunk and hot girls Driving around town, looking for the best spot For the drunk and hot girls Up in the club, look at here what we got Some drunk and hot girls Stop dancing with your girlfriend and come dance with me Stop talking bout your boyfriend since he is not me Stop running up my tab cause these drinks is not free You drunk and hot girl We go through too much bullshit Just to mess with these drunk and hot girls We go through too much bullshit Just to mess with these drunk and hot girls We go Through too Much shit To mess Mess with These drunk All of these drunk and hot girls I dont want to drop your friends off, I just want you You drunk and hot girl You want to sit down but we hit the drive-thru You drunk and hot girl Please dont fall asleep, baby, we almost back Please dont throw up in the car, we almost crashed Oh, now you sober, howd I know youd say that? You drunk and hot girl We go through too much bullshit Just to mess with these drunk and hot girls We go through too much bullshit Just to mess with these drunk and hot girls We go Through too Much shit To mess Mess with These drunk All of these drunk and hot girls Love: the dangerous necessity that people seek Without regard to where they are The human heart is curious above all things Love, the lights are low, your eyes are bright The music plays, its sweet delight Its out of sight, Im feeling right Your dress is tight Oh how, I want you right now Dont tell me, you sing, you about to get a deal You drunk and hot girl "Ah da da da da," Thats how the fuck you sound You drunk and hot girl, yeah You only live once, do whatever you like I thought Id be with you for only one night Now Im with this girl for the rest of my life That drunk and hot girl We go through too much bullshit Just to mess with these drunk and hot girls We gonna through too much bullshit Just to mess with these drunk and hot girls We go Through too Much shit To mess Mess with These drunk All of these drunk and hot girls La-da-da da-da da-da da-da da-da da Blap!

Bout the baddest girl I ever seen Straight up out a movie scene Who knew she was a drama queen Thatd turn my life to Stephen Kings? Up late night like she on patrol Checking everything like Im on parole I told her theres some things she dont need to know She never let it go, oh Okay, okay, okay, okay You will never stop it now You never stop it now Okay, okay, okay You will never stop it now You need to drop it now Drop it, drop it Cause I dont want no RoboCop You moving like a RoboCop When did you become a RoboCop? Now I dont need no RoboCop Just looking at your history Youre like the girl from Misery She said she aint take it to this degree Well lets agree to disagree Shorty kind of crazy but it turn me on Keep it up enough to keep it going on I told her theres some things she dont need to know She never let it go, oh Okay, okay, okay, okay You will never stop it now You never stop it now Okay, okay, okay You will never stop it now You need to drop it now Drop it, drop it Cause I dont want no RoboCop You moving like a RoboCop When did you become a RoboCop? Somebody please make her stop Stop, drop, roll, pop Bitch, Im cold I aint used to being told, "Stop" So I could never be your robot Fast or slow, you can stay or can go Now, now that you know Now, now that you know Yeah I had her before but that happened before You get mad when you know so just dont ask me no more Okay, okay, okay, uh, uh It aint okay, okay, okay, uh You spoiled little LA girl Youre just an LA girl You spoiled little LA girl Youre just an LA girl You spoiled little LA girl Youre just an LA girl You spoiled little LA girl Youre just an LA girl Oh youre kidding me You must be joking Or you are smoking Oh oh youre kidding me Oh youre kidding me Haha, that was a good one Your first good one in a while Your first good one in a while You need to stop it now You need to stop it now Oh you need to stop it now

And the winner is Hov... My man! Speech! First of all, I wanna thank my connect The most important person, with all due respect Thanks to the duffle bag, the brown paper bag The Nike shoe box for holding all this cash Boys in blue who put greed before the badge The first pusher who ever made the stash The Roc Boys in the building tonight Oh, what a feeling, Im feeling life Thanks to the lames, niggas with bad aim Thanks to a little change, I tore you out the game Bullet wounds will stop your buffoonery Thanks to the pastor, rapping at your eulogy To Lil Kim and them, you know the women-friend who Carry the work cross state for a gentlemen Yeah, thanks to all the hustlers And most importantly you: the customer The Roc Boys in the building tonight Oh what a feeling, Im feeling life You dont even gotta bring your paper out We the dope boys of the year, drinks is on the house The Roc Boys in the building tonight Look at how Im chilling, Im killing this ice You dont even gotta bring ya purses out We the dope boys of the year, drinks is on the house Let ya hair down baby, I just hit a score Pick any place on the planet, pick a shore Take what the Forbes figured, then figure more Cause they forgot to account what I did with the raw Pick a time, lets pick apart some stores Pick a weekend for freaking for figure fours I figure frauds never hit a lick before So they dont know the feeling when them things get across Put ya hand out the window, feel the force Feel the Porsche, hit defrost Ice-cold, jewels got no flaws Drop got no top, you on the top floor Pink Rosé, think OJ I get away with murder when I sling yay Her-on got less steps than Britney That means it aint stepped on, dig me? The Roc Boys in the building tonight Oh what a feeling, Im feeling life You dont even gotta bring your paper out We the dope boys of the year, drinks is on the house The Roc Boys in the building tonight Look at how Im chilling, Im killing this ice You dont even gotta bring ya purses out We the dope boys of the year, drinks is on the house Rare Porsches, rare portraits Rare guns if you dare come near the fortress This apple sauce is from the apple orchard This kinda talk is only reserved for the bosses Which means I get it from the ground Which means you get it when Im around Rich niggas, black Bar Mitzvahs Mazel tov, its a celebration bitches! "Lchaim!" I wish for you a hundred years of success but its my time Cheers, toast to crime Number one D-boy, shame he could rhyme The Roc Boys in the building tonight Oh what a feeling, Im feeling life You dont even gotta bring your paper out We the dope boys of the year, drinks is on the house The Roc Boys in the building tonight Look at how Im chilling, Im killing this ice You dont even gotta bring ya purses out We the dope boys of the year, drinks is on the house The Roc Boys in the building tonight Oh what a feeling, Im feeling life You dont even gotta bring your paper out We the dope boys of the year, drinks is on the house The Roc Boys in the building tonight Look at how Im chilling, Im killing this ice You dont even gotta bring ya purses out We the dope boys of the year, drinks is on the house The Roc Boys in the building tonight Oh what a feeling, Im feeling life You dont even gotta bring your paper out We the dope boys of the year, drinks is on the house The Roc Boys in the building tonight Look at how Im chilling, Im killing this ice You dont even gotta bring ya purses out We the dope boys of the year, drinks is on the house Sweet! Let that ride out! Bring the horns back in, yeah This is black superhero music right here, baby American Gangster Taking flight, coming to a town near you Soon as I touch down, I just want yall to start playing the horns like... Hovis home! Lukey, baby! Hahahahaha... oww!

And oh, youre gonna love me Youre gonna wanna hug me and squeeze me Sometimes we say things that we really dont mean We do things in between the lines We should do more to stand out Im sorry if I made you feel less than who you are A little insecure, oh, yous a shining star I wanna spend my nights with you My life with you, oh baby, babe Please wait up for me til whenever I get home I know that youre all alone Thinking bout what youre gon do I hope that you see it through, ooh, ooh And oh, youre gonna love me Youre gonna wanna hug me and squeeze me Sometimes I dont think we really say enough Why is it so hard to keep in touch When were laying right next to each other, baby We shouldnt read into things so much Overthinking understanding Dont let a feeling change it up I wanna spend my nights with you My life with you, oh baby, babe Please wait up for me til whenever I get home I know that Im all alone Thinking bout what Im gon do I hope that I see it through, ooh, ooh, yeah And oh, youre gonna love me Youre gonna wanna hug me and squeeze me And oh, youre gonna love me Youre gonna wanna hug me and squeeze me And are you gonna love me? yeah And are you gonna hold me? And squeeze me Are you gonna love? And squeeze me And oh, youre gonna love me Youre gonna wanna hug me Are you gonna hold me? And squeeze me, squeeze me And oh, youre gonna love me Youre gonna wanna hug me Youre gonna wanna hold me And squeeze me, and squeeze me

Yeah, breathe in, breathe out If ya iced up, pull ya sleeves out Push a big truck, pull ya keys out Girls go wild and pull ya Ds out Breathe in, breathe out Let them hoes fight, pull her weave out If a nigga act up, pull a Desert Es out When I pull the piece out niggas like "Peace out!" Golly, more of that bullshit ice rap I got to pologize to Mos and Kweli But is it cool to rap about gold If I told the world I copped it from Ghana and Mali? First nigga with a Benz and a backpack Ice chain, Carti lens, and a knapsack Always said if I rapped Id say somethin significant But now Im rappin bout money, hoes, and rims again And its still about the Benjamins Big faced hundreds and whatever other synonyms Strippers named Cinnamon, more chips than Pentium "Whatcha gon buy next?" Whatever new trend it is Im tryin to spend my stacks, and Im so broke I look back like "Damn, was I on crack?" I mean, twelve platinum chains, was I on that? What the hell was wrong with me dog? Sing along with me yall Yeah, breathe in, breathe out If ya iced up, pull ya sleeves out Push a big truck, pull ya keys out Girls go wild and pull ya Ds out Breathe in, breathe out Let them hoes fight, pull her weave out If a nigga act up, pull a Desert Es out When I pull the piece out niggas like "Peace out!" Now even though I went to college And dropped out of school quick I always had a Ph.D: a pretty huge dick Ladies tired of gettin ripped off by guys like this And givin head is like a whale thats usin a toothpick Well, Im in the club for a limited time Act now and get some action for a $free.99 Later on, I might charge for ménage Heard her man was the boss of the floss But she still want to toss me the drawers And it aint gon cost me because she my caddy Cuz she grabbed my golf balls in the club And Im still actin calm den-a-muhh, she asked "Can you drive me in the hundreds where my Altima was?" While we drive she tellin me bout problems with her man Baby, I fully understand, let me help you with a plan While he trickin off, dont get no rich nigga Give me some head, thatll really piss him off Yeah, breathe in, breathe out If ya iced up, pull ya sleeves out Push a big truck, pull ya keys out Girls go wild and pull ya Ds out Breathe in, breathe out Let them hoes fight, pull her weave out If a nigga act up, pull a Desert Es out When I pull the piece out niggas like "Peace out!" I blow past low-class niggas with no cash In the four dash six, bitch you can go ask So when I go fast popo just laugh Right until I run out of gas or til I go crash Whatever comes first Im prepared for the worst Whatever comes second Ill be there with my weapon Pullin up in the Lexuses, one on both hand So I guess them GSes was ambidextrous Coulda sworn her breasteses was sendin me messages "K I need a free hand mammogram I got weed, drink, and a Handicam All of which is legal in Amsterdam" So say my name like Candyman And Ima come and fix you up like the handyman But if you dont need a fix, girl you gotta leave You cant take that all at one time ya gotta breathe Yeah, breathe in, breathe out If ya iced up, pull ya sleeves out Push a big truck, pull ya keys out Girls go wild and pull ya Ds out Breathe in, breathe out Let them hoes fight, pull her weave out If a nigga act up, pull a Desert Es out When I pull the piece out niggas like "Peace out!" "And you say Chi city?" scratched repeatedly

Look at your money, ooh momma, this could be you On the right side of this drop Ooh momma, throw it in reverse I call that back it up and drop a Baby, baby baby, baby baby Baby, baby baby, baby baby Baby, baby baby, baby baby Baby, baby baby, baby baby Ohh, girl, I think that she like I got that shit that make niggas want fight I got that shit that make bitches act right Make bitches act out of spite, aight Ohh momma, I got that bomb I got that shit make your ass go run My shit knock, make niggas get guns But the white girls say, "Where you get that cool beat from?" She love it Every beat of the drum, she sprung She say I make her wanna touch it, she love it She make me wanna touch it, I love it We buzzin, yeah Higher than a motherfucker Higher than a motherfucker Higher than a motherfucker, yeah Yeah, Ive been known to chase em, known to replace em Shoe game outta this world, I outer space em Known to have a hundred and one, like Dalmatians Maybe if she special enough, Ill glass case her Get caught cheating and I gotta let you stick me up Let you shop til you drop as a pick-me-up Bergdorf bandit, Barneys for the burglary But these bands lift the whole store like Hercules Get raunchy in Givenchy, my palm reads Passports, Pinot Noir in arms reach Paddle shiftin, push-button, no car keys The penthouses are poolside with palm trees She love it Every beat of the drum, she sprung She say I make her wanna touch it, she love it She make me wanna touch it, I love it We buzzin, yeah Higher than a motherfucker Higher than a motherfucker Higher than a motherfucker, yeah Uh, one-two, one-two, guess who back again Uh, Harlem in this-what? Yeezy let Manhattan in Get my mic right, turn my levels up Get the light right, turn my bezel up You either bounce on it, go head throw your mouth on it So many ghosts in my garage they think my house haunted Long as my buckle say Hermes, the rumors Im not concerned with They wanna garnish my earnings before I send it I burn it You know them people too convinced that my moneys gettin rinsed Her Lou Bs seven inch, they TMZ me through my tint I bumped into Loon he like, "Well, as-salamu alaykum" You know I aint Muslim my nigga, Im about my bacon The shot niggas takin youd think Im rollin round with Reagan A Mexican landscaping couldnt rake in what Im makin Think you blew me up with your bougie butt But you aint slow me up, Im on the charts, you move me up Im like a drug overlord, my jewelrys overboard Its hard to believe dollar sign e-even know the Lord Already wrote it off, so just ignore the cost So when Im rollin off Im showin off with no remorse Shamone! We buzzin, yeah Higher than a motherfucker Higher than a motherfucker Higher than a motherfucker, yeah Bitch hold smoke longer Chokehold so strong, broke your armor Now youre wide open, right? You aint even smokin right Bitch hold the smoke Cough hope, Harpo Purple gotcha knocked out, now you know youre smokin loud Youre higher than a motherfucker High in this bitch, high as a motherfucker Im high and this bitch fine as a motherfucker Im high as a motherfucker I hear sirens, she dying in this motherfucker Moment of silence for this motherfucker Im just higher than a motherfucker Im higher than a motherfucker Im higher than a mother

Little girl Please stop your crying Ill be late for that, baby, Ill wait for that If you had a taste of that, youd probably pay for that Im comin in when I feel like So turn this motherfucker up only if it feels right Ill be late for that, I cant wait for that I think I was made for that So Im comin in when I feel like So turn this motherfucker up only if it feels right Little girl Please stop your crying Stop all your blood clot cryin, I was flyin Made it to school with barely enough time to sign in Yeah, I hear the alarm, yeah, I hear you, Mom Yeah, yeah, I dont wan be broke when Im thirty-one They said the best classes go to the fastest, sorry, Mr. West Theres no good classes, and thats what yo ass get Not even electives? Not even prerequisites? You mean I missed my major by a couple of seconds? Now Im in the shop class or the basket weavin With all the rest of the motherfuckers underachievin Man, this is an insult I went to junior high with all of them and they been slow If I can catch the beat then slow down the tempo Just throw this at the end if Im too late for the intro Will I make it from the student loans to a Benzo? Like old folks pissin, I guess it all depends, oh, oh Little girl Please stop your crying Ill be late for that, baby, Ill wait for that If you had a taste of that, youd probably pay for that Im comin in when I feel like So turn this motherfucker up only if it feels right Ill be late for that, I cant wait for that I think I was made for that So Im comin in when I feel like So turn this motherfucker up only if it feels right Little girl Please stop your crying You know when you be late you miss all the lights Thats right , thats right And when you get back she gon start up a fight That night , that night Baby, its too late for that, lately Ive been takin it slow Try and make it to the party fore the guest list close With the freshest hoes, the professors know We about to get real unprofessional Like them Eskimos, what would you do for a Klondike? Or two dykes that look Christina Milian-like? Hmm, Ill be on time for that I aint thought of no line that could rhyme with that Yo, Ill be there in five minutes, five hours later? "Ill be there in five minutes," go head, ride with it Im so live with it, look how I did it Been bullshittin but I finally arrived with it I know its late and I took all year but You can stop complainin cause Im finally here, yeah Cause Ill erase away Cause Ill erase away Cause Ill erase away Cause Ill erase away

Didnt you know, I was waiting on you Waiting on a dream thatll never come true Didnt you know, I was waiting on you My face turned to stone when I heard the news When you decide to break the rules Cause I just heard some real bad news Peoplell talk like its old news I played it off and act like I already knew Let me ask you how long have you known dude You played it off and act like hes brand new When you decide, to break the rules Cause I just heard some real bad news Real bad news Real bad news Real bad news Oh, you just gon keep another no you wont Oh, you just gon keep it like you never knew Oh, you just gon keep another love for you Oh, you just gon keep it like you never knew While Im waiting on a dream thatll never come true Oh, you just gon keep it like you never knew My face turned to stone when I heard the news Whats on the news? Channel cruise

Nigga tell the world I’m Compton, Compton Nigga, I’m Compton Big ass condom, mothafuck ya problems Make sure that you don’t bring ya man to my concert I want you to suck my whole band after concert Compton, Compton Nigga, I’m Compton Big ass condom, mothafuck ya problems I’m killin’ every instrumental and I cosign em And no 360 deals, see thats advance at McDonald’s I spazz like a wino Time and time again I often wonder where the time go, my daddy and my mom know I stomp a rapper like a Kappa or beat him like a congo Then speed off in a Bronco, OJ Often reminisce about the old days, Hardaway/Alonzo Back then we was wearing LA Gears with the rhinestones Nowadays I’m coming headfirst like a rhino I rhyme like I invented it my wordplay is unlimited Now nigga spin my vinyl, club going apeshit Rap like I ain’t ate shit, shit on any A-list Artist you a novice I’m recording on a spaceship And we never nodded to your sing-le, King K D.O.T. is E.T.A. Primetime, new clothes Closeminded niggas getting clotheslined, I suppose Bitch I think I’m 2Pac Bitch I think I’m B.I.G Bitch I think I’m Eazy-E, I’m Big L and I’m ODB And OMG I might OD, yeah that be my new tape That’s appreciation tape, thanks for knowing that I’m great Middle finger to the fake… FUCK YOU! I’m the center of attention Hut 1, Hut 2 And my bitch a mutt too, mixed with all types of shit Got the keys to her pad like I’m bout to type and shitt Got em all hype and shit, I ain’t even do nothing Screaming out “fuck the world”, tell you when I’m through nutting Compton, Compton Nigga, I’m Compton Big ass condom, mothafuck ya, momma! I go inside the studio and suicide bomb ya! I bomb on Obama if that nigga get in my way I’m smelling some vagina, ya niggas some clitoris Must be already dead, saying I ain’t killing it I’m in the lead and winning it, feeling like a stunt double Im convinced we already in hell, pass the blunt devil Ya talking Illuminati I’m talking eliminating Everyone including Satan, Lord knows heaven waiting I’m the best rapper alive! I’m the best rapper alive! I’m the best rapper alive! Tell Wayne to swallow his pride Ya niggas talking that jive I’m talking that Malcolm X Martin Luther hustles through ya ripping through ya fucking set I’m the best rapper alive! I’m the best rapper alive! I’m the best rapper alive! Jigga man should’ve retired I’m going after Kanye, Lupe Fiasco, and Nas Snoop Dogg and mister Andre, Eminem, Busta Buss Rhymes Yall better bust no more rhymes I’ma start busting your ass If you walk with a mac truck, then throw a bus on your ass! Ya’ll be no action, no pass We gon’ start busting on niggas Choppers be bustin’ on niggas? Chopper be bustin’ on niggas! Fuck you and fuck you fuck niggas I’m do this for Soul-o Ain’t not countdown fuck with us TDE that’s the logo And your bitch be my promo Yeah she know my whole tape I’ma make a nasty movie and make sure that ho tapes They be like oh no wait, he’s bout to take the whole cake You goddamn right, gotta big appetite with a big tapeworm every day I yearn another meal, I’m hun-gray Give some to my ho-mays Nigga we made men and cavemen, living in the stone age I got this ignorant type shit, from my uncle Tony And may my nigga rest in peace From heaven, I know you see I’m Compton, Compton Nigga, I am Compton A big ass condom, mothafuck LAPD, DA, and your honor got pumped up on Alondra Trap my body, free my mind Hoping ya’ll could see the sign

E-yeah-yeah-yeah Whoa E-yeah-yeah-yeah I just seen lil mama Instagram and she flexin Dont care about your puppy, just that ass and them breastses Oh, girl, you a model? Damn, I never woulda guessed it And if you tryna throw out all them vibes, Ima catch em The lifestyle we live is just too dangerous Paranoid since theyve been leakin my shit Wonder if itll come out on the web And I cant help all these bitches on my dick Takin a photo and postin that shit Comin home late and I crawl into bed She always be askin me, "Where have you been?" Whoa The world has gone to shit and we all know that People freakin out, like, hit the Prozac Leon DeChino shorts got all the blogs mad Well, fuck the internet, and you can quote that, whoa Instalove Well, if ignorance is bliss, then dont wake me up And Ill prolly be the last to know Cause I dont get on the internet no more Instalove Well, if ignorance is bliss, then dont wake me up And Ill prolly be the last to know Cause I dont get on the internet no more Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh

I see the strangest things The evil that money brings I swear it’s like a disease That goes round and round and round like sirens And they wanna bury me Why? Cause I’m anti everything I swear it’s like a disease That goes round and round and round like sirens Money, pussy, alcohol You niggas pussy after all Money, pussy, alcohol You niggas pussy not at all Get in them drawers I had a dream I had it all I woke up and really had it all The three leading killers of you niggas Is the shit that’s most appealing to you niggas Even I fell victim to it, your pride don’t let you do it The lies will get you through it Money, pussy, alcohol, what a wonderful cocktail Fronted my first brick over oxtails and ran with it Dope is like a two-way street The addiction, both you and me, now take a seat Every car got a fleet, every broad get a jeep Every sparkle in the club that wasn’t ours, we compete Poor minds, poor decision makers No reward, then what’s the risk you taking? New bitch I been fucking might start a rap war Won’t unveil it yet, can’t tell it yet Defense wins games Bill Belichick These hoes having Google numbers, niggas better check Yuugh Money, pussy, alcohol You niggas pussy after all Money, pussy, alcohol You niggas pussy not at all Get in them drawers I had a dream I had it all I woke up and really had it all Shout out my bitches fucking baseball niggas That dress like Bamas with guaranteed contracts Yeah, I see your vision, sick of prison visits Now the Major League’s where youre fishing You young and hot, so why not? The dealers is washed, the money is dry, so take your best shot We can’t judge you ‘cause we ain’t hug you We sent you off to other hoods and let them niggas fuck you For real, we made you watch from afar Even talked down on you, tryna dim your star Until we seen them foreign cars pull up And watch them pick you up And then we realized we missed a diamond in the rough So, make us proud, make it count Until you learn to love ‘em, make ‘em spare no amount Make ‘em dig deeper to keep ya, knowing you deserve it Take advantage of it when you’re worth it Real bitches worth it Money, pussy, alcohol You niggas pussy after all Money, pussy, alcohol You niggas pussy not at all Get in them drawers I had a dream I had it all I woke up and really had it all I’ve been watching all you real niggas I done seen more wont than you will niggas Take a swing, snatch a chain Lose your mind, go insane I’m in the club, you in the club too I got money, you got money too You think it’s honey dew Whispering in my ear like a hunny do Eyeballing every bottle that we running through Trying to stand near, nigga damn near Pushing bitches out the way to Instagram here It’s no pictures, now you in your feelings I’m a real dope boy, no stranger dealings Bruised ego, Henny-induced Debos Nickel bag niggas, all of a sudden Ninos I cancel all of you G-Moneys for G money I get it done for quarter ki money, for real Money, pussy, alcohol You niggas pussy after all Money, pussy, alcohol You niggas pussy not at all Get in them drawers I had a dream I had it all I woke up and really had it all

This is my time, this is my hour This is my pain, this is my name, this is my power If its my reign, then its my shower This pole position, I made a lane cause they blocked ours Dope boys, block bleeders, gold diggers dont stop either Motivation is misguided, if you hit the mark, then its not needed Carry on like a carry on, on my side bitch I let tag along Call me "daddy" from a complex Cause her mothers fucker wouldnt marry mom No excuses, no regard, step on the brick like a promenade Twenty thousand on calling cards And Im speaking Spanish like Don Omar But Im King Push, this king push I rap, nigga, bout trap niggas, I dont sing hooks Fuck nigga with the sly talk Miss me with all the pie talk When them lights on you and them letters there You point us out just like an eye-chart But thats my fault, my details of the sidewalk For 11 years, we seen better years We was sellin birds over the time port My first Grammy was my first brick Red carpet, every bad bitch More BMF than Billboard I got a label deal under my mattress Cause Im King Push, still King Push I rap, nigga, bout trap niggas, I dont sing hooks, ah! Vultures to my culture Exploit the struggle, insult ya They name dropping bout Caine copping But never been a foot soldier Lets have another look, just get a little closer Rage against the machine, black Zack de la Rocha In a cranberry Rossta, inside track on the G rap poster Best D-boy, all Im missing is a dash Difference tween me and Hova But Im King Push, still King Push I rap, nigga, bout trap niggas, I dont sing hooks, ah!

What in the fuck was that, Kanye?! I told you to do some shit for the kids! You can give me your muthafuckin graduation ticket right now! You give me this muthafuckin robe before you catch some senioritis! You will not walk across that stage! You won’t slide across that stage! Motherfucker can’t pull you across that stage, Kanye! Who told you? See, I told you to do something uplifting! I’m tryna get you out here with these white people and this how youre gonna do me! You know what, yous a nigga. And I don’t mean that in no nice way. Had little kids sing about the shit—the jokes on you. You throw your motherfucking hands in the air and wave goodbye to every-motherfucking-body! Cause you getting the fuck out of this campus! What the fuck you gon do now? Kanye... Im no longer confused, but dont tell anybody Im about to break the rules, but dont tell anybody I got something better than school, so dont tell anybody My momma would kill me, so dont tell anybody She wants me to get a good ass job, just like everybody She aint walked in my shoes, Im just not everybody

Thats that crack music, nigga That real Black music, nigga La la la la la la la la La la la, la la la Thats that crack music, nigga That real Black music, nigga La la la la la la la la La la la, la la la How we stop the Black Panthers? Ronald Reagan cooked up an answer You hear that? What Gil Scott was hearin When our heroes or heroines got hooked on heroin Crack raised the murder rate in D.C. and Maryland We invested in that, its like we got Merrill lynched And we been hangin from the same tree ever since Sometimes I feel the music is the only medicine So we, cook it, cut it, measure it, bag it Sell it, the fiends cop it, nowadays they cant tell if Thats that good shit, we aint sure man Put the CD on your tongue—yeah, thats pure, man Thats that crack music, nigga That real Black music, nigga La la la la la la la la La la la, la la la Thats that crack music, nigga That real Black music, nigga La la la la la la la la La la la, la la la From the place where the fathers gone The mothers is hardly home And the maricons lock us up in the Audy Home How the Mexicans say? "We just tryin to party, holmes" They wanna pack us all in a box like styrofoam Who gave Saddam anthrax? George Bush got the answers Back in the hood, its a different type of chemical Arm & Hammer baking soda, raised they whole quota Right when our soldiers, ran for the stove cause... Dreams of being Hova Went from bein a broke man to bein a dopeman To bein the president—look, theres hope, man! This that inspiration for the Moes and the Folks, man Shorty come and see his momma straight overdosin And this is the soundtrack This the type of music that you make when you round that Crack music, nigga That real Black music, nigga La la la la la la la la La la la, la la la Thats that crack music, nigga That real Black music, nigga La la la la la la la la La la la, la la la God, how could you let this happen? La la la la la la la La la la la la la la La la la La la la La la la la la la la La la la la la la la La la la La la la Ugh, thats that crack music, crack music That real Black music, Black music La la la la la la la la La la la, la la la Thats that crack music, nigga That real Black music, nigga La la la la la la la La la la la la la la La la la la la la la La la la la la la la La la la la la la la La la la la la la la Ugh, thats that crack music, crack music That real Black music, Black music La la la la la la la la La la la, la la la Our Father, give us this day, our daily bread Before the feds give us these days and take our daily bread See, I done did all this ol bullshit And to atone, I throw a lil somethin-somethin on the pulpit We took that shit, measured it, and then cooked that shit And what we gave back was crack music And now, we ooze it through they nooks and crannies So our mamas aint got to be they cooks and nannies And we gon repo everything they ever took from granny Now, the former slaves trade hooks for Grammys This dark diction has become Americas addiction Those who aint even Black use it We gon keep baggin up this here crack music

Lights, all of the lights Lights on, I see your face She eat me up, she got expensive taste I see you dreaming, but you still awake Big slices, thats how you cut the cake Its cold as hell, I show and tell Weezy home, our nigga out of jail! In this "give-or-take" world, I got what it takes Put you out your misery: Kathy Bates Im Young Money, Im Cash Money If we could buy time, Id spend my last money Now Im spending time, you in the blind This little light of mine, Ima let it shine Bright lights, night lights, headlights, shh! No lights but them infrared lights Long knife, dont like to ask twice You killing me baby, this the past life 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 Ready, set, go, go, go, go, go Go til you cant go no more Im ill times ill, dope plus dope "Westside bitch," quote, unquote Whoa there, boy, dont go there, ho If you cross that line, I might overload I swear these lights-lights-lights be talking to me But I cant read Morse Code Why every rapper named "Big" got bodied, huh? But every rapper named "Sean" got money? Ooh Well, I guess my chances are fifty-fifty But my vision is 20/20, so I be counting a hundred hundreds Like, oh, my Allah, Lordy Lordy Lordy I took your chick, now you want beef, and Im just chuckling like Im Porky Cause you spent all day with her spooning I spent all night with her forking Theres a one-way ticket to Hell and they want these bullets to book it for me, man Im shitting on every statistic that said Id be dead or fuckin broke This is history, your kids kids kids kids kids gon book report me, what? And I think they want to murder me Im shining hard , cause, bitch, Im an emergency 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 Whoa, whoa I tried to tell you but all I could say was ohh Whoa, whoa Bad decisions, good intentions, man Im riding, Weezy with me I just stepped out of the strip club, made five-thousand look like fifty I spend all my time in Houston, smoke that kush, but I dont do Whitney I dont do Britney, I dont do Lindsay I made two million since last Wednesday And I hate yall! Yall got too much free time Saying I aint drop shit, everything gon be fine Worrying about your old girl, trying to see if shes mine Nigga shes with me when she tells you she needs some "me time," its our time, so fuck yall Im really about to go Spring Break now And start taking shots in this muthafucka And you didnt have all that ass last month girl What, you get some shots in this muthafucka? Yeah, we got the Roc in this muthafucka You thought niggas was going pop in this muthafucka? Young Money, power, respect in this bitch You would think we got the LOX in this muthafucka I made mistakes, I made some bread I even made a way for them to get ahead To my surprise, nobody replacing me Take Care and Carter IV, it wont be long til they can see the lights And Im on one, I got one You a pussy, nigga, Im not one, so call it a night, call it a night And I run this, and yall know that I take the purple and pour that all in the Sprite, all in the Sprite Gettin mine, baby Gotta let these niggas know, yeah Gettin right, babe You should go and get ya own Were going all the way this time We going all the way this time Lights, lights We going all the way this time We going all the way this time We going all the way this time 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 All of the lights!

Wizop! Yeezy Mane Mike Will Made It Burrr! Bitch stop the comparisons Im not these other artistses Im Gucci Mane, La Flare My neck on that real retarded shit Keep a towel with me Cause my watch be drippin water, bitch And I only featured Kanye Cause we both some fuckin narcissists Narcissistic tendencies With psychopathic pockets, bitch My bank account is crazy, bitch I think it needs some medicine My straight jacket Giv-enchy-ahnchy-ahchy Cant even pronounce that shit Designer jeans, designer drugs Just bought me a designer bitch Why this bitch keep hittin my line? She knowin she aint no dime and shit Knowin I aint got no time to waste Be fuckin around with no nickel bitch Your nigga pinchin pennies But Im out here making these millions, bitch Dont ask me who Im votin for Cause I got all the presidents My bitch walk round in lingerie all day She think she elegant Its an elephant in the room Guess whos the mothafuckin elephant? Maybach in the garage Elevator in the residence My pockets bulgin, bulgin Pokin out just like a pussy print Pussy print, p-pussy print My pockets bulgin, bulgin Pokin out just like a pussy print Pussy print, p-pussy print My pockets bulgin, bulgin Pokin out just like a pussy print Pussy print , p-pussy print My pockets bulgin, bulgin Pokin out just like a pussy print Pussy print, p-pussy print My pockets bulgin, bulgin Pokin out just like a pussy print Me and Guwop, makin super moves Makin stupid cash, stack it through the roof You dont fuck with me? The feelin mutual Id feel the same if I drove that Subaru We hit the city, the old me goin OC How her friend only gonna watch that, that is so weak Seven times in a row, I could go the whole week I could take you from the nosebleeds to the floor seats But I need that, in the sauna, in the bathroom, at your mamas Like a porn star, Im a monster; you a dancer, on the camera In the G-string, girl, I want you; at the concert, at the condo In my bedroom, in the guest room In the restroom, fuck it, every room Tryna see that... Pussy print , p-pussy print My pockets bulgin, bulgin Pokin out just like a pussy print Pussy print, p-pussy print My pockets bulgin, bulgin Pokin out just like a pussy print Pussy print , p-pussy print My pockets bulgin, bulgin Pokin out just like a pussy print Pussy print, p-pussy print My pockets bulgin, bulgin Pokin out just like a pussy print Mwah!

Nothing is stopping you Stopping you Stopping you I know Imma get it, I just dont know how Heart up on the stage, body in the crowd Parents always tried to keep me home But I cant get paid from the crib, so Ill be gone til we on Whats up, Finally Famous I had it on my jacket way back in high school Know I wanted to be in them night clubs and not all off in that night school So me and my niggas real lifed it, every week we did them cyphers At the radio, had a crazy flow, man the city aint heard shit like this I woke up early on a Saturday Said Imma cash my check and hit some ass today Hit the bank, my nigga called me like: "Go rap for Ye He at the station, rap that shit that you rap everyday" Man, that shit sounds stupid Then I hung up on his ass, then called him back like "Fuck, lets do it" I didnt even cash my check, man cant believe my ass pursued it I didnt even have no gas but somehow God just lead me to it Like, "Lets do it" When I heard the songs he was doing Man, I knew he had to be on G.O.O.D Music Just to think, last night I was in Venice hugging bitches Thanking God Almighty, condoms were invented Cause I had a yellow bone that couldve come from out the Simpsons Man. who claim she never did it But under these conditions, she was with it Then I hopped up on that red eye when I finished I been gone for five hours, fuck, my head still spinning Fucked the hotel up, shit she probably still in it Getting rest that I be missing But fuck it Im on a mission Flight delayed like 30 minutes, now thats the shit that I hate Now its eight thirty, Im officially late, for that eight oclock spot I know the Program Director hot But I spit a freestyle up in there so cold That everybody in that bitch forgot, now Im running late for sound check And I heard the lines already to the lot, walking out the station And thats around the time that I got stopped, by this shorty tryna rhyme Manager said we aint got time, but time to time You gotta make time when its time for karma to come back around I say "Aye dawg, What you got?", "Aw dawg, Big Sean, thanks a lot Um, alright, its that young renegade, man they been afraid Tryna follow me get in a maze, Leave you minute maid Um, Im like a young black Eminem Its a riddle and Im repping that Michigan Tryna stack my dividends, get my mom a new crib and them And a bunch of synonyms about how he was living and I even let him finish it I mean I cant lie he was alright, but at his age, shit so was I So I give him my email on a fly And if his songs good Ill reply Trick Trick: Hello Shorty: Ay nigga, Ay trick, where you at nigga Trick Trick: Ay what up, whats good, whats up man? Shorty: Ay bro, ay nigga I just rapped for this nigga Big Sean dawg Trick: What! Shorty: Bro, haha, I just rapped for this nigga Big Sean dawg, aye Trick: Oh hell naw, what? Shorty: Hey I ran into this nigga, but aye he cool as hell man Trick: Awwww Dang! Tight! Shorty: Bet, He short as hell though Both: Hahahaha Shorty: But that nigga was cool though man Trick: Alright! Shorty: Man just like how he spit a hundred bars, I spit like two hundred bars Tell me what you know about dreams, what you know about having faith In something you cant see, tell me how much do you believe What you know about feeling something, that you cant even touch What you know bout smelling something, that you cant even breathe But when the world drives you out, and your gas tank is on E All the faith that you had, just aint all the faith that you need All the faith that I have, just aint all the faith that I need Im sorry I know youre not my child talking like that. Focus on shifting this negative energy, into something positive. And the easiest way to do that, is to be grateful for all the things that you do have, for your health, for your family, your friends, all the people that care about you. Youve got food to eat, youve got a place to stay. Ugh you know, lets feel good, lets get happy, boi! haha

Not gonna stop I bet I cant get down to them That tender lovin so lovely That tender lovin so lovely "You really dont understand do you?" Oh the rain, rain, the rain Oh sunshine That tender lovin so lovely They cant love anybody ​"You really dont understand do you?" Ayy, fear nobody, fear nobody I brought my shotty right up in the party No bodyguard, just see the squad and me Whats in my pockets? I brought Ben Franklin with me Whats in my house? 7,000 square feet My bank account? I swear its no tellin All type of amounts, just so I can spend it Whats all around? Fake niggas act friendly Cause Im on now, gotta keep it near me Cause niggas will smile, but really be frienemy Bitches all act down, but really aint into me They just want my account, heard I got them millis Cant go like that now, Ima keep it pimpin Pistols all around, opp tryna catch me slippin Member my mama used to whip me Now I can buy her ass anything Oh the rain the rain the rain, oh sunshine That tender lovin so lovely That tender lovin so lovely "You really dont understand do you?" Not love somebody Lots of lovin nobody Nobody "You really dont understand do you?" I dont fear no one War time, Im gon get me one Where Im from you gotta walk round with your gun But I made it out, just to get some money "You really dont understand do you?" Now Im ridin what I want Fuckin any thot I want I be buyin anything I want Remember when I was broke? "You really dont understand do you?" They thought I was a joke "You really dont understand do you?" That money, Im so in love with you Til I die, Ima sing to you Cause I love you, I wanna be with you "You really dont understand do you?" Not gonna stop I bet I cant get down to them That tender lovin, so lovely That tender lovin, so lovely "You really dont understand do you?" Oh the rain, rain, the rain, the rain, oh sunshine I cant love in somebody, they cant love anybody Not lovin somebody, lots of lovin nobody, nobody "You really dont understand do you?"

Escobar season begins Ayo, we aint posin for no pictures in 2018 Candid shit only Scared motherfuckers Black Kemet gods , black Egyptian gods Summoned from heaven, blessed, dressed in only Goyard Homie go hard like Stone and Robert in a stolen car Shoot the ballot box, no voter card, they all are frauds Senegals finest, minerals, diamonds The Earth is cursed but I survive many climates Calm and thoroughly, they try to Hyman Roth me John Fitzgerald me, the industry never bought me Fear will make you reveal who you really are Feel me God? Be solid, your foes hold you in ill regard This aint knowledge, this is not intense For honored men, women too Us who can see the same thing, but have a different view All of a sudden, frontin niggas knew you from your past Got all kinds of guys sayin we go way back And who yall comparin me to is nonsense Show gratitude in the presence of dominance I think they scared of us, yeah I think they scared of us I think they scared of us, yeah I think they scared To Catholics… To Catholics, Moors and Masons John Hanson was not the first black pres to make it Abe Lincoln did not free the enslaved Progress was made cause we forced the proclamation SWAT was created to stop the Panthers Glocks were created for murder enhancement For hunting men, circumstances Edgar Hoover was black Willie Lynch is a myth, Colombians created crack The government made stacks Reagan had Alzheimers, thats true Fox News was started by a black dude, also true Convinced my experiences were meant to be Helps me navigate as they validate they treachery Felt established, fake as he smile, handshake questionable "Am I good?" he ask, thinkin, "But is he testin you?" In my hood, fear does a few things Make you pussy, make you a snitch Make irrational moves or even turn you to food I think theyre scared of us, yeah I think theyre scared of us I think theyre scared of us, yeah I think they scared I think they scared of us, yeah I think they scared of us See, we dont care about what you think about us I think they scared of us, yeah What you say about us I think they scared You bitch ass, yeah Ayo, thats why they be killing us and shooting us Thats why they feel uncomfortable around us Cause of our greatness Youre lucky God made us compassionate And forgiving Pssh, man, they scared of us, Nas We see that bitch in your eyes

Im cold! Im cold! Im cold! I got the right to put up a fight But not quite, cause you cut off my light But my sight is better tonight And I might see you in my nightmare Ooh, how did you get there? Cause we were once a fairy tale But this is farewell, yeah I got my life and its my only one I got the night, Im running from the sun So good night, Im headed out the door Door, door, door, door After tonight there will be no return After tonight Im taking off on the road Im taking off on the road And that you know That you know Tell everybody that you know That I dont love you no more And thats one thing that you know, that you know Okay, Im back up on my grind You do you and Im just gon do mine You do you cause Im just gon be fine Okay, I got you out my mind And the night is young, the drinks is cold The stars is out, Im ready to go You always thought I was always wrong Well, now you know Tell everybody, everybody that you know Tell everybody that you know That I dont love you no more And thats one thing that you know, that you know I got the right to put up a fight But not quite, cause you cut off my light But my sight is better tonight And I might see you in my nightmare Ooh, how did youd get there? Cause we were once a fairy tale But this is farewell, yeah Baby girl Im finished, I thought we were committed I thought we were cemented, I really thought we meant it But now we just repent it, and now we just resent it The clouds is in my vision, look how high that I be getting And its all because of you, girl we through You think your shit dont stank but you are Mrs. P-U And I dont see you with me no more Now tell everybody that you know, that you know That you know Tell everybody that you know That I dont love you no more And thats one thing that you know, that you know That you know Tell everybody that you know That I dont love you no more And thats one thing that you know, that you know

I was sent here for you We were made to love We were made to love You were sent for me too We were made to love We were made to love Oooh, Ive never seen anything Its much more than you and me Extraordinary machine Oooh, Ive never loved, Ive never loved Never loved someone like this All I know is... I was sent here for you We were made to love We were made to love You were sent for me too We were made to love We were made to love All made for love, we were made to love... I was sent here for you We were made to love We were made to love You were sent for me too We were made to love We were made to love Oooh, have you ever known We laid your eyes on The perfect work of art I knew right from the start Oooh, I was never sure of a God before But I know he must exist He created this... I was sent here for you We were made to love We were made to love You were sent for me too We were made to love We were made to love Made for love We were made to love I was sent here for you We were made to love We were made to love You were sent for me too We were made to love We were made to love I was sent here for you You were sent for me too I was sent here for you You were sent for me too

Every knee shall bow Every tongue confess Jesus is Lord Jesus is Lord Every knee shall bow Every tongue confess Jesus is Lord Jesus is Lord

Cant wait to see your new body Let the Lord of love be your new body Youve been born again in your new body So its on to get in your new body, woah New walk, new talk, who that, who this? Who else you know this bad, a few kids Nobody nowhere, ever gave you this Nobody flew to Colombia, like you did Trying the new dress out with the new drip Buying a new bag, first one to get Nothing that you miss, is on your to-do list And now youre intune with, divine influence Old sins dont count, old fans might bounce Told the devil, "Get behind me, I aint ever gon renounce" Non-believers try to doubt, but we never go without Mind, body, soul, who you think you dealing wit now? This a new chick, got a party table at the Ruth Chris All Gods children take a group pic Turn the flash off cause we too lit You used to twerk to every-every song Get carded everywhere, look very, very young New spirit new body, like Christ on the throne All glory be to God, Hallelujah, carry on Cant wait to see your new body Let the Lord of love be your new body Youve been born again in your new body So its on to get in your new body, woah New body, rebirthing hard Lord, Id give my life to you, you deserve it all Now when duty calls, I aint perfect I know sometimes I get weak, but its worth it You the one I big up, never give up Only thing Im tryna do is give them sins up Look up at the scoreboard, I know that you won It doesnt matter how they coming if they too young Cause every last one gon be returning And thats the message that we take from every sermon Thats why Im turning to Your commandments Cause in the end I know Youll never leave me stranded Cant wait to see your new body Let the Lord of love be your new body Youll be born again in your new body So its on to get in your new body, woah

Oh you didnt think we could do it again Twista, Kanye West, from Po Pimpin to Poppin Tags From Champions to Slow Jammin, oh baby We can even make you a overnight celebrity Know what Im saying? Come on Why dont we play something these hoesll like? Drive whips I know they like Twista, you told her, right? I could make you a celebrity overnight Give you ice like Kobe wife We sorta like Goldie, right? The way we mold em right I could make you a celebrity overnight Girl I see you in them Apple Bottom jeans Chinchilla on your back, I wanna know your name Girl Im Twista, I could blow your brains Put you in a chameleon 04 Range Still sexy when you smoke that flame Jerk it like a chicken when you throw that thang She got me hotter than a oven the way that she talk Switching to freaky so Im loving the way that she walk You looking good, girl, you oughta be in pictures Listen to me, I see your career going sky high Taking you home to the crib in the Chi And everytime I see your thighs, I cry when I drive by Watching you should be a thrill, got the fellas on some Johnny Gill Steady screaming, "My, my, my, my" Walk on the carpet with the diamonds that flick in the dark Kicking it on the couch at 106 & Park I can see your beauty on the big screen I can see me freaking you with whipped cream I can see you on stage at the awards With a dress better than Jennifers and doing big things Kick it with me, I can mold your life You looking good girl, show you right Dre told me you the prototype I can make you a celebrity overnight Why dont we play something these hoesll like? Drive whips I know they like Twista, you told her, right? I could make you a celebrity overnight Give you ice like Kobe wife We sorta like Goldie, right? The way we mold em right I could make you a celebrity overnight Why dont we play something these hoesll like? Drive whips I know they like Twista, you told her, right? I could make you a celebrity overnight Give you ice like Kobe wife We sorta like Goldie, right? The way we mold em right I could make you a celebrity overnight You want fame, you can take that path Candlelights fore you take a bath You got such a sensational ass Ima get you Jimmy Choo and Marc Jacob bags I can cop her a 2003 Make her smile when she sees Spres I can get you on CDs and DVDs Take you to BeBes and BCBG I can get you into places to be into The people to know or show you things to get into I wanna be your lover and your confidant And protect you from others, dont ever let a brother pimp you If you want the style, you can get ya girl Yall take a look at her, she got such an astonishing body I can see ya in some Gucci or Robert Cavalli And I bet she gon put a hurt on em hard in the party And you know you kill em in the club we go You was born to be a pro, how you know whos taking photos And I love you cause you freaky with the door closed Drop it to the flo, let that go when you roll slow And I love it when I hit it from the back And you get on top of me and have a brother going "Oh-oh" Girl I love how you roll me right I can make you a celebrity overnight Why dont we play something these hoesll like? Drive whips I know they like Twista, you told her, right? I could make you a celebrity overnight Give you ice like Kobe wife We sorta like Goldie, right? The way we mold em right I could make you a celebrity overnight You see, see baby girl You see how you make a brother break down I just gotta ask you, what you need? What you need from me? Oh you wanna be a star? Are you messing with the right one? I can take you there, I can make sure Youve got all the finest things Let me be your manager Come here girl, I could see you bored Tell you youre the queen that I see you for Take you shopping on sprees in stores Ima get you to the MTV Awards We about to do a show tonight You looking good girl, show you right Take you places I know you like I could make you a celebrity overnight Come here girl, you could hang if you bored We could do plenty things plus more Im about to have you changin in stores I can even get you to the Soul Train Awards We about to do a show tonight You looking good girl, show you right Take you places I know you like I could make you a celebrity overnight

You know what happen when G.O.O.D. Music and MMG get together, right? We get that money Millions-millions in the ceiling, millions-millions in the ceiling Millions-millions in the ceiling, millions-millions in the ceiling Choppas-choppas in the closet, choppas-choppas in the closet Choppas-choppas in the closet, choppas-choppas in the closet Millions-millions in the ceiling, millions-millions in the ceiling Millions-millions in the ceiling, millions-millions in the ceiling Choppas-choppas in the closet, choppas-choppas in the closet Choppas-choppas in the closet, choppas-choppas in the closet This that shit that yall wanted This shit cook up hard, dont it? Yall gotta beg my pardon on it But this shit sound like God dont it? Yuugh, Im tired, nigga And yall gotta pay your tithes, nigga Call my Phantom the holy ghost Church on chrome wheel tires, nigga Pop tags when Im paranoid Cause the pawn shop was my paradise I was dead pop when that powder came For that knot saved in that shoebox Blue tops, blue tops, bad bitch in that blue fox This big face is in Blu-Ray And these black diamonds like Boondocks I restore the feelin of when niggas made a killin Hidin choppas in the closet, half a million in the ceiling And them hoes with angel faces, cryin loud with ill intentions Just so I can buy them Christians Have em shittin on all they bitches, ah! Millions-millions in the ceiling, millions-millions in the ceiling Millions-millions in the ceiling, millions-millions in the ceiling Choppas-choppas in the closet, choppas-choppas in the closet Choppas-choppas in the closet, choppas-choppas in the closet Millions-millions in the ceiling, millions-millions in the ceiling Millions-millions in the ceiling, millions-millions in the ceiling Choppas-choppas in the closet, choppas-choppas in the closet Choppas-choppas in the closet, choppas-choppas in the closet Im haunted by horror stories, wanna-be home owners Horrible outcome, a dope boy got one motive Cries when he convicted, cried on every visit Im cryin sayin his name, ride for all my niggas Used to fiddle my finger til I found me a fortune Finger fuck a Ferrari, south of France early morning Did drugs with Donatella, Versace my a cappella Never see me in Neimans, niggas committin treason Soft loafer preferred, frost, organic herb Stay away from the Forbes, if I only could tell you more I got this I got that, I got that I got this Got a kilo for 20, my choppas say Im the shit Millions-millions in the ceiling, millions-millions in the ceiling Millions-millions in the ceiling, millions-millions in the ceiling Choppas-choppas in the closet, choppas-choppas in the closet Choppas-choppas in the closet, choppas-choppas in the closet Millions-millions in the ceiling, millions-millions in the ceiling Millions-millions in the ceiling, millions-millions in the ceiling Choppas-choppas in the closet, choppas-choppas in the closet Choppas-choppas in the closet, choppas-choppas in the closet This that shit yall ask for Make a nigga mash on the gas, floor Two-door, four-door Roll through the hood like task force Fast forward–oops! They say they wanna see proof My record sales aint much as theirs And we still ride the same coupes How we still fuck the same hoes Why we still buy the same clothes How we both got the same watch Im just keepin yall on yall toes Dope boys, gold mine That price drop and that coke rise Then set it over that blue flame Then hang it dry like clothesline I restore the feelin of when niggas made a killin Hidin choppas in the closet, half a million in the ceiling Got the razor on the counter, Arm & Hammer in the kitchen Just to keep my feet in Christians and keep fuckin all yall bitches Millions-millions in the ceiling, millions-millions in the ceiling Millions-millions in the ceiling, millions-millions in the ceiling Choppas-choppas in the closet, choppas-choppas in the closet Choppas-choppas in the closet, choppas-choppas in the closet Millions-millions in the ceiling, millions-millions in the ceiling Millions-millions in the ceiling, millions-millions in the ceiling Choppas-choppas in the closet, choppas-choppas in the closet Choppas-choppas in the closet, choppas-choppas in the closet This that shit that yall wanted, this shit sound like God dont it This that shit that yall wanted, this shit sound like God dont it This that shit that yall wanted, this shit sound like God dont it This that shit that yall wanted, this shit sound like God dont it

Lyrics from leaked demo, not final Seasons changing, summer starts to leave Autumn falls on me, fall, winter, and spring Eighty degrees, warmin up for me I fell deep, sun aint have to leave Open my eyes and see We will float over water, leaning into shore As we make our nirvana, sacred, so pure Lift up the child, I know we will I chose not to be a slave Dropped the Wave Runners, now we run the wave Like we aint had all the hood rats in Mud Rats Like you aint had em at good stats and all that Nobody gon ruin me I just called my wife up, lets get Hoover free I put all my ice up and my Louis V I just copped my momma crib, Im back over East Let me get your ear like Holyfield From the home of Soldier Field Coming home, that’s how a soldier feels All that killin over, thats just overkill Yeezy back in the Chi, this that Oprah feel Seasons changing, summer starts to leave Autumn falls on me, fall, winter, and spring Eighty degrees, warmin up for me I fell deep, sun aint have to leave Open my eyes and see We will float over water, leaning into shore As we make our nirvana, sacred, so pure Lift up the child, I know we will Seasons changing, summer starts to leave Autumn falls on me, fall, winter, and spring Eighty degrees, warmin up for me I fell deep, sun aint have to leave Open my eyes and see We will float over water, leaning into shore As we make our nirvana, sacred, so pure Lift up the child, I know we will

Justin Bieber: There comes a time When we heed a certain call Nicole Scherzinger & Jennifer Hudson & Justin Bieber: When the world must come together as one Jennifer Hudson: There are people dying Jennifer Nettles: And its time to lend a hand to life Jennifer Nettles & Josh Groban: The greatest gift of all Josh Groban: We cant go on Pretending day by day Tony Bennett: That someone somehow will soon make a change Mary J. Blige: We are all a part of Gods great big family And the truth you know: love is all we need Michael Jackson: We are the world We are the children Michael Jackson and Janet Jackson: We are the ones who make a brighter day So lets start giving Barbara Streisand: Theres a choice were making Were saving our own lives Its true well make a better day Just you and me Miley Cyrus: Well, send them your heart So theyll know that someone cares Enrique Iglesias: So their cries for help Will not be in vain Nicole Scherzinger: We cant let them suffer No, we cannot turn away Jamie Foxx: Right now they need a helping hand Wyclef Jean: Nou sé mond la We are the Children Adam Levine: We are the ones who make a brighter day So lets start giving P!nk: Theres a choice were making Were saving our own lives BeBe Winans: Its true well make a better day Just you and me Michael Jackson: When youre down and out And there seems no hope at all Usher: But if you just believe Theres no way we can fall Céline Dion: Well, well, well, let us realize That a change can only come when we Fergie: Stand together as one All: We are the world We are the children We are the ones who make a brighter day So lets start giving Nick Jonas: Better start giving All: Theres a choice were making Were saving our own lives Toni Braxton: Its true well make a better day Just you and me Mary Mary: We are the world We are the children Tony Bennett: Its for the children Isaac Slade: We are the ones who make a brighter day Toni Braxton: So lets start giving Lil Wayne: Theres a choice were making Were saving our own lives Its true well make a better day Just you and me All: We are the world We are the children We are the ones who make a brighter day So lets start giving Akon: Theres a choice were making Were saving our own lives Its true we make a better day Just you and me Fergie: Come on now let me hear you T-Pain: We are the world We are the children We are the ones who make a brighter day So lets start giving Jamie Foxx : Choice were making Saving our own lives Its true well make a better day Just you and me LL Cool J, Will.I.Am, Snoop Dogg, Busta Rhymes, Swizz Beatz: We all need somebody that we can lean on When you wake up look around and see that your dreams gone When the earth quakes well help you make it through the storm When the floor breaks a magic carpet to stand on We are the world united by love so strong When the radio isnt on you can hear the songs A guided light on the dark road youre walking on A sign post to find the dreams you thought was gone Someone to help you move the obstacles you stumbled on Someone to help you rebuild after the rubbles gone We are the world connected by a common bond Love the whole planets singing along All: We are the world We are the children We are the ones who make a brighter day So lets start giving Theres a choice were making Were saving our own lives Its true we make a better day Just you and me Kanye West: Everyday citizens Everybody pitching in Children & Wyclef Jean: Nou sé mond la Nou sé timoun yo Will.i.am: You and I You and I Kanye West: Uh, 12 days no water Whats your will to live? Will.i.am: We amplified the love we watching multiply Kanye West: Feeling like the worlds end We can make the world win Will.i.am: Like Katrina, Africa, Indonesia And now Haiti needs us, they need us, they need us All: We are the world We are the children We are the ones who make a brighter day So lets start giving Nou sé mond la Theres a choice were making Were saving our own lives Its true we make a better day Just you and me Wyclef Jean: Haiti, Haiti, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha Haiti, Haiti, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha Haiti, Haiti, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha Haiti

Could be lookin at you From a freeway trailer If youd handled what Id taken Separate loans, separate codes No fine line, dont have to be dead right Cause dead right can go wrong We could be friends We could be friends Put your head on my shoulders Im Francis Still dreamin of a glory Of somethin new I cant remember what its like To never wanna let go Its all good though We could be friends We could be friends Just put your head on my shoulders I will straighten out, for you Dont wanna know if you made mistakes Im still waiting on your sunshine Ooh, LA I guess you gotta chase that ghost Heard you bought some land in Mexico And I said, "Way to go, man" Cause wherever you may roam Remember who you know Theres a station playin rock and roll So stay tuned in mi amor Stay tuned in I will turn around for you I will straighten up for your girl Just put your hand on my shoulder We could be friends, for you We could be friends, for you I will make this promise to you After all these promises Im looking at you now Still looking for you, still waiting for you I told you, Im sorry... I was waiting on a different story Still waiting on your sunshine What I tell you Still waiting on your sunshine

go, go, go, go, go and on the count of three go, go, go, go, go and on the count of three go, go, go, go, go, go Uh, on the count of three everybody run back to your fantasy, now go, go, go, go, go and on the count of three go, go, go, go, go and on the count of three go, go, go, go, go, go And on the count of three everybody run back to your fantasy, now She was a bad uh The type at the club niggas would grab her Fantasized when I had her In the bathroom sweatin with her ass up The body of a dancer We had chemistry cause she was a Cancer Thought forever it would last for But forever move faster, so I had to Still I gotta pause When I think about her in them draws And uh, ooh baby she liked it raw and Like rain when she came it poured And like a car that I cant afford I would want it then want some more The positions our frames explored let me know She was secure, back for more I wanna go, go, go, go, go and on the count of three go, go, go, go, go and on the count of three go, go, go, go, go, go Uh, on the count of three everybody run back to your fantasy, now go, go, go, go, go and on the count of three go, go, go, go, go and on the count of three go, go, go, go, go, go And on the count of three everybody run back to your fantasy, now Freaky like the daughter of a pastor Said I was bait for her to master Little red corvette, nah she was faster Wet dreams La Mer cream the bathroom We make love and then laughter And anyway I wanted I could have her Said there were some girls that did attract her A new chapter she was after so I said lets To a place that you wanna be, uh Get what you want from her and me, uh Free love I wanna see, uh Hot sex in the third degree, uh You gettin served while servin me, uh Dirty words encourage me to Rock steady and sturdily on You turnin me no turnin back the further we go, go, go, go, go and on the count of three go, go, go, go, go and on the count of three go, go, go, go, go, go Uh, on the count of three everybody run back to your fantasy, now go, go, go, go, go and on the count of three go, go, go, go, go and on the count of three go, go, go, go, go, go And on the count of three everybody run back to your fantasy, now

Tell em pray for me It was God that brought Dre to me Even brought the nigga Kanye for me Bless - but them niggas shot Big Made a nigga feel ashamed of the the city where he live Make a nigga hate the logo on the Dodger cap Thinking back to that Bimmer, wish my nigga Pac was strapped But Im dreaming Las Vegas Boulevard, Afenis sons bullet scars Everybody king of Diamonds until the feds pull they cards Not the deck though Hip-hop was better off when it was just Dre, Scarface, and Esco Memoirs of the gold chain Its a cold game nigga, Johnny Coltrane Black Versaces with the gold frame Nigga said he sold caine thats a bold claim 14 had a brain that could throw flames So strange, have to blow they mind, Cobain Mama forgive me cause Im tryna make a living, hah Them niggas hatin cause that Royce Phantom killing, hah Niggas shining like they hanging from the ceiling, hah Me and Ye killing Lord willin, I see a billion Til then, I let my nuts hang Throw them suicide doors up And let that Holy Ghost swang Thats the crack music, nigga Never spit a verse cause I was making trap music, nigga Im not an army, Im a movement The flow is water, Andre tried to Ice Cube him Ice Cubin, roof translucent Chick on my side tryna get my Trues loose When Im talkin bout God, she posed to bow her head Now she all on the blog, steady postin bout her head Got me thinking like a father, is the world safe? Got me clinging to my daughter like shark fins in water Rocks in my ears sunk the Titanic This is my life and its exactly how I planned it, damn it God says everything happens for a reason I seen four seasons at The Four Seasons Take that chinchilla off, poor kids is freezing Cookin up in the same pot they aint got to pee in Mama forgive me cause Im tryna make a living, hah Them niggas hatin cause that Royce Phantom killing, hah Niggas shining like they hanging from the ceiling, hah Me and Ye killing Lord willin, I see a billion Til then, I let my nuts hang Throw them suicide doors up And let that Holy Ghost swang Pieces on gold leashes Cruisers, around greases make them cohesive Im the sun shining with God features Draw closer to a true blood bleeder, soul of a southern preacher Went from dinner with bottom feeders to world leaders We throw the peace up, knowing that the world need us Eagerness to live life and see the bright lights To sacrifices we made its sorta Christ-like At the after party thinking what the afterlifes like He paid for our sins, is it really priced right? Fuck it, I see the light, broads, they see the light Cant deny my Jesus piece that’s so Peter-like Chicks crow for dough, get low for mo A convo piece, she end up at the condo Another Jane Doe or a golden angel Pendant on an angle, watch the chain glow Mama forgive me cause Im tryna make a living, hah Them niggas hatin cause that Royce Phantom killing, hah Niggas shining like they hanging from the ceiling, hah Me and Ye killing Lord willin, I see a billion Til then, I let my nuts hang Throw them suicide doors up And let that Holy Ghost swang

I always knew that one day Theyd try to bring me down Way down, way down One day, theyd try to bring me down Always knew that one day Theyd try to bring me down Way down Theyd try to bring me down We goin to Mass today, we have to pray Besides what the pastor say? I have to say, since Pac passed away Most you rappers dont even deserve a track from me You see, if you ever wanted to ever be anything Thered always be somebody that shoot down any dream Therell always be haters, thats the way it is Hater niggas marry hater bitches and have hater kids But they gon have to take my life fore they take my drive Cause when I was barely livin, thats what kept me alive Just the thought that maybe it could be better than what we at at this time Make it out of this grind, fore Im out of my mind And get some leeway on the "He say, she say" Your girl dont like me, how long has she been gay? Spanish girls say, "Yo, no hablo inglés" And everybody want to run to me for their sing-le Its funny how these wack niggas need my help Wasnt around when I couldnt feed myself Dawg, if I was you, I wouldnt feel myself Dawg, if I was you, Id kill myself Made a mil myself and Im still myself And Ima look in the mirror if I need some help Now Ill speak from the heart, yall all frontin Everybody feel a way about K but at least yall feel something What you calling? I let all in for getting what some get will get ya What kind of dream we found? See, Im often catching crosswinds Forgetting where the hell I met you And try to bring me down I always knew that one day Theyd try to bring me down Way down, way down One day, theyd tried to bring me down Always knew that one day Theyd try to bring me down Way down Theyd try to bring me down

I cant figure it, I cant figure it out, out I cant figure it, I cant figure it out, out No matter how many times Ive tried to you I cant lie to you, I can’t lie to you I never lied to you I can’t No matter how times I’ve tried to you I cant lie to you, I can’t lie to you, I can’t Always on my mind, I can feel it now Uh, just like a nigga, go figure Some shit they said they might never figure Mo’ figures, more hating ass niggas Mo’ commas, more hating ass problems I cant figure it, I cant figure it out, out No matter how much I’ve tried No matter how much I’ve tried Can’t lie to you, I can’t lie to you I cant figure it, I cant figure it out, out Uh, no matter how many times I’ve, uh No matter how many rhymes I’ve, uh I got it all in my mind, ah uh I got it all in my mind, ah uh Always on my mind Eh, I cant lie to you No matter how many times Ive tried I can’t figure it out I can’t, I can’t lie to you, ah I can’t, I can’t lie to you, ah Coming from the back block, posted like the backdrop Rags to the riches, got rich and bought the ragtop Lot of homies died here, look at what the grind did Put me in the same shoes, still do what Shyne did More digits, more bitches, more riches They don’t want no broke niggas But don’t call them gold diggers I don’t know, I don’t know, why I aint get the picture? Why Cosby slipped her? Why I fucked ‘em both when they said they sisters? Why Eazy ain’t have the Magic? Why AI never won a ship? And why God took Max and Chinx And he ain’t take me when I got hit? I cant figure it, I cant figure it out, out No matter how much I’ve tried No matter how much I’ve tried Can’t lie to you, I can’t lie to you I cant figure it, I cant figure it out, out Uh, no matter how many times I’ve, uh No matter how many rhymes I’ve, uh I got it all in my mind, ah uh I got it all in my mind, ah uh Always on my mind Eh, I cant lie to you No matter how many times Ive tried I can’t figure it out I can’t, I can’t lie to you, ah I can’t, I can’t lie to you, ah Beyond Pérignon, the fame, the money The Baccarat crystal that’s hanging from the ceilings above me Hearing people whisper, screaming I’m lucky but trust me Nothing come free, shawty tried to keep my son from me Or I could be delirious to take life serious Remain single forever, can’t wife nothing, period I’m a G, I need privacy, media’s never kind to me Niggas beefing on small time things, we on a dying spree He disrespected y’all Just like a nigga, go figure He talking reckless, yo I can’t accept it, yo No matter how much I’ve tried For the love of my people, I guess Ill let it go I can’t figure it out I cant figure it, I cant figure it out, out No matter how much I’ve tried No matter how much I’ve tried Can’t lie to you, I can’t lie to you I cant figure it, I cant figure it out, out Uh, no matter how many times I’ve, uh No matter how many rhymes I’ve, uh I got it all in my mind, ah uh I got it all in my mind, ah uh Always on my mind Eh, I cant lie to you No matter how many times Ive tried I can’t figure it out I can’t, I can’t lie to you, ah I can’t, I can’t lie to you, ah

Yeezy, Hova, Yeezy Yeezy Yeezy, Hova, hold up You either love me or leave me alone You either love me or leave me alone Oh, they want me to fall Fall from the top They want me to drop They want me to stop They want me to go Im already gone The shit that Im on Im already home Hey, Im already home Hey, Im already home Hey, Im already home Now one more gin Oh , they want me to fall Fall from the top They want me to drop They want me to stop They want me to go Im already gone The shit that Im on Im already home Hey, Im already home Hey, Im already home Hey, Im already home These niggas want me to go, don’t they know that Im gone They know Im space shuttle level, they need oxyg-g-g-gen Dont they know that they boring? Don’t they know that I yawn? Only time they exciting is when they mentioning Shawn Seen Single White Female when she dyed her hair blonde? Sometimes I look at these rappers, the movie remind me of them Somebody turn these boys off, dont they know that Im on Cant they see that its foolish to try and kill me with songs What the fuck are they Lauryn, they killing me softly You talk me to death, only thing you do is talk I open the door for them, what else can I do These niggas want me to walk for them Somebody talk to them before I go off on them Oh, they want me to fall Fall from the top They want me to drop They want me to stop They want me to go Im already gone The shit that Im on Im already home Hey, Im already home Hey, Im already home Hey, Im already home I taught em bout fishscale, they want me to fish for them They want me to catch clean then cook up a dish for them All of this just for them or they got a diss for him They want me to disappear like its gon shift for them They say that Im in the way, they want me to sit for them But what they admitting is they aint got shit for him And really the fact is, we not in the same bracket Not in the same league, dont shoot at the same baskets Dont pay the same taxes, hang with the same bitches So how am I in the way, what is it Im missing? Nigga I been missing, nigga I been gone The shit that you just witnessing I been on And as for the critics, tell me I dont get it Everybody can tell you how to do it, they never did it Now these niggas is mad, oh, they call me a Camel But I mastered the drought, what the fuck Im an animal Half man half mammal, my sign is a Sag This is just what I planned to do, oh, dont be mad Oh, they want me to fall Fall from the top They want me to drop They want me to stop They want me to go Im already gone The shit that Im on Im already home Hey, Im already home Hey, Im already home Hey, Im already home Im in The Hall already, on the wall already Im a work of art, Im a Warhol already On another level, on another plane already H-O-V, I got my own lane, already I done cooked up the rock already So why the fuck cant yall get hot already? Put your name in the pot already Niggas compare me to Biggie and Pac already Like Im gone already And I am nigga Im already home already If yall cant already see I aint worried about yall cause Im already me Yeah, do you already, enough with the complaining Boo-hoos already, eat food already Aint nothing given you gotta claim your shoes already Yeah, so in summation, I dont know who you racing Im already at the finish line with the flag waving Come on Oh, they want me to fall Fall from the top They want me to drop They want me to stop They want me to go Im already gone The shit that Im on Im already home Hey, Im already home Hey, Im already home Hey, Im already home Oh , they want me to fall Fall from the top They want me to drop They want me to stop They want me to go Im already gone The shit that Im on Im already home Hey, Im already home Hey, Im already home Hey, Im already home

I hear you, I hear you, L-Boogie Remember they used to call you that? What you say, Lauryn? You just keep singing, Imma tell em Oh when it all, it all falls down Im telling you all when it all falls down Man I promise, shes so self conscious She has no idea what she doing in college That major that she majored in dont make no money But she wont drop out, her parents will look at her funny Now, tell me that aint insecurr The concept of school seems so securr Sophmore 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 dealing with some issues that you cant believe Single black female addicted to retail and well Oh when it all, it all falls down Uh, and when it falls down who you gon call now? Oh when it all, it all falls down Cmon cmon, and when it falls down 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 nothing, pass that versace! Then I spent 400 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 seems we living 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 trying to buy back our 40 acres And for that paper, look how low we a stoop Even if you in a Benz, you still a nigga in a coupe Oh when it all, it all falls down Uh, and when it falls down who you gon call now? Oh when it all, it all falls down Cmon cmon, and when it 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 make us hate ourself and love they wealth Thats why shorties holler, "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 gonna 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 pushing a Benz I wanna act ballerific like its all terrific I got a couple past-due bills, I wont get specific I got a problem with spending before I get it We all self-conscious Im just the first to admit it Oh when it all, it all falls down Uh, and when it falls down who you gon call now? Oh when it all, it all falls down Cmon cmon, and when it falls down Dont stop that shit, keep that shit Keep that part where I ran out of breath We aint doing no punch-ins, man Thats that fake shit If I was on stage, how I gotta spit it? Its from the heart anyway Might cause shortness of breath, ya know? Couldnt have got nobody better for the job Thank you very much this a beautiful Beautiful young lady thats inspired me definitely

Geah.. whassup? To all my street niggas, project niggas Real niggas, worldwide Lets reflect, everybody got a story We all ghetto B, heres mine Geah See I was, born in sewage, born to make bomb music Flow tight like I was born Jewish Used the streets as a conduit I kept arms .38 longs inside my moms Buick At any given moment Shawn could lose it, be on the news Iron cuffs - arms through it, or stuffed with embalming fluid Shit, Im going through it - mom dukes too Tears streaming down her pretty face, she got her palms to it My life is getting too wild I need to bring some sort calm to it Bout to lose it voices screaming "Dont do it!" Its like 93, 94, bout the year That Big and Mack dropped and Illmatic rocked Outta every rag drop, and the West had it locked Everybody doing them, Im still stretching on the block Like "Damn, Ima be a failure" Surrounded by thugs, drugs, and drug paraphernalia Cops, courts, and their thoughts is to derail us Three-time felons in shorts with jealous thoughts Trying to figure where your mail is Guesstimate the weight you selling So they can send shots straight to your melon; wait! It gets worse, baby momma water burst Baby came out stillborn, still I gotta move on Though my heart still torn, life gone from her womb Dont worry, if it was meant to be, itll be soon This cant be life, this cant be love This cant be right, theres gotta be more, this cant be us This cant be life, this cant be love This cant be right, theres gotta be more, this cant be us Chill dog Second oldest born, from Michelle Brown my mother Hell bound, grew with two sisters and one brother Pop wasnt around, so many stories thats another Im thinking damn; how my older sister going make me tougher When steel sharpens steel, Ima keep it real Im tired of trying to hide my pain behind the syrups and pills Dead to the world, stretched out like a corpse for real Yall niggas thinking what yall reading in The Source is real What my life like, you looking at the source, its real What your life like? Mine dog, of course its real Passing judgment, you niggas second-guessing Beans Cause you dont eat swine dont make you Mumin Dog you know a couple suras, out the Quran I guess you all on your din and I aint on mine Stop that Akki, fore I send shots though your body Make em feel hell on earth before Allah drop me I feel the lines drawn here, nutting more can stop me Til them feds pick me up, or them boys pop me Theres only three things that make Mack not act like Beans Amatullah Tisha, Po Aldin, Samir Amin My seeds dog, gotta teach em that before I leave, dog Shit I know that Ima see em when I leave, dog I come back in the afterlife Like fuck it, I done touched hell twice; whats the meaning? This cant be life, this cant be love This cant be right, theres gotta be more, this cant be us This cant be life, this cant be love This cant be right, theres gotta be more, this cant be us Life.. yeah.. uhh.. Now as I walk into the studio to do this with Jig I got a phone call from one of my nigs Said my homeboy Reek, he just lost one of his kids And when I heard that I just broke into tears And see in the second hand; you dont really know how this is But when it hits that close to home you feel the pain at the crib So I called mine, and saddened my wife with the bad news Now we both depressed, counting our blessings cause Brads two Praying for young souls to laugh at life through the stars Loving your kids just like you was ours And Im hurting for you dog; but aint nobody pain is like yours I just know that heavenll open these doors And aint no bright side to losing life; but you can view it like this Gods got open hands homie, he in the midst.. of good company Who loves all and hates not one And one day you gon be with your son I couldve rapped about my hard times on this song But heaven knows I woulda been wrong I wouldnta been right, it wouldnta been love It wouldnta been life, it wouldnta been us This cant be life This cant be life, this cant be love This cant be right, theres gotta be more, this cant be us This cant be life, this cant be love This cant be right, theres gotta be more, this cant be us This cant be life...

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Aye this shit gotta be club Car and pussy at the highest level, nigga Ah! Bitch, Im the shit, feel me? Them niggas aint this, feel me? 911 on my wrist, feel me? Not the time but the whip, bitch, feel me? I like my bitches thick, you gotta feel me "Happy birthday, heres a Benz," feel me? First, last name rich, feel me? Yeah, bitch, Im the shit, feel me? We at the highest level, yeah I know you feel me Im at the dealership like whats the dealy? Usher Raymond chain, its too chilly Usher Raymond chain, its too chilly! I need my cash money A milli, a milli, a milli, a milli These bitches is litty, my niggas is litty We lit up the city, you feel me? My hitters is humble, we hit up the city Then skrrt off and eat in a Bentley Take her shoppin Cant get that python through customs Hundred K for the PJ, fuck it Garment bags, no luggage, feel me? Getting money, you relate, feel me? Bank account liftin weights, feel me? Let my niggas through the gate, feel me? Bel-Air estates Hansens with the cake Im hands on with that cake I need my bitches A1 I got a lot at stake, feel me? We at the highest level, yeah I know you feel me Im at the dealership like whats the dealy? Usher Raymond chain, its too chilly Usher Raymond chain, its too chilly! Kim K thick, you gotta feel me At the dealership like whats the dealy? Usher Raymond chain, its too chilly! Usher Raymond chain, its too chilly! Flew in for the fight, thats that thug life Pac sittin shotgun next to Suge Knight Coogi, Coogi, Coogi, Coogi on Feel like Im in the movie, holmes Texted my Consigliere Tell the maid leave the jacuzzi on That Calabasas cross the sweatshirt I wear it to a meetin like a dress shirt Top shotta put the pressure Jamaican nigga with the mesh shirt Theres levels to my retail The devils in the detail Niggas be typin hard as hell Goin heavy metal on the email Niggas be so emo Catchin feelings like a female Get quiet as a church mouse Phone soundin like a seashell Niggas get so choked up I had to bring back the Spreewells, ha, ha, ha We at the highest level, yeah I know you feel me Im at the dealership like whats the dealy? Usher Raymond chain, its too chilly Usher Raymond chain, its too chilly! Usher Raymond chain, its too chilly Usher Raymond chain, its too chilly!

Baby, baby, baby From the day I saw you I really really wanna catch your eye Theres something special bout you I must really like you Theres not a lotta guys are worth my time Ooh baby, baby, baby Its gettin kind of crazy Cause you are takin over my mind And it feels like ooh But you dont know my name And I swear, it feels like ooh But you dont know my name Oh, baby baby baby I see us on our first date Youre doin everything that makes me smile And when we had our first kiss It happened on a Thursday Ooh, it set my soul on fire Ooh baby, baby, baby I cant wait for the first time My imaginations runnin wild It feels like ooh But you dont know my name And I swear it, baby, it feels like ooh But you dont know my name "Im sayin, he dont even know what hes doin to me Got me feelin all crazy inside Im feelin like, "Oww! Doin more than Ive ever done for anyones attention Take notice of whats in front of you Cause did I mention? Youre bout to miss a good thing And youll never know how good it feels to have all of my affection And youll never get a chance to experience my lovin Cause my lovin feels like ooh But you dont know my name And I swear it feels like ooh But you dont know my name Will you ever know it? No no no no no, no no Will you ever know it? "Im gonna have to just go ahead and call this boy Hello? Can I speak to -- to Michael? Oh hey, how you doin? Uh, I feel kinda silly doin this, but uhh... This is the waitress from the coffee house on 39th and Lennox You know, the one with the braids? Yeah, well I see you on Wednesdays all the time You come in every Wednesday on your lunch break, I think And you always order the special, with the hot chocolate And my manager be tripping and stuff Talking bout we gotta use water But I always use some milk and cream for you Cause I think youre kinda sweet Anyway, you always got on some fly blue suit N your cuff links are shining all bright So, whatchu do? Oh, word? Yeah, thats interesting Look man, I mean I dont wanna waste your time, but... I know girls dont usually do this But I was wondering if maybe we could get together Outside the restaurant one day? Cause I do look a lot different outside my work clothes I mean, we could just go across the street to the park right here Wait, hold up, my cell phones breakin up, hold up Can you hear me now? Yeah So, what day did you say? Oh yeah, Thursdays perfect, man" And it feels like ooh But you dont know my name Baby, baby, I swear, its like ooh But you dont know my name, no no no And it feels like ooh But you dont know my name And I swear on my mother and father it feels like... Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh But you dont know my name

I do love you but its I do love you but its All alright Fighting to keep us together, hope its worth a try You aint always been an angel but heavens on our side I got my demons too, I know just how you feel You can be real with me, thats why youre still with me Cant hide behind the carats on a diamond ring I dont even care if you lie to me Cause there aint much that gets by me these days I aint say, "I do" just to say, "I dont" Dont give me no reason to go through your phone This is deeper than you and other women, this is daddy issues This is years putting up with the wrong type niggas So hold on, hold on, dont let me go Hold on, hold on, hey! So hold on, hold on, dont let me go Hold on, hold on You tell me you love me, well tell me again, yeah I need the reassurance every now and then Love aint a game full of Xs and Os But I done been played before, I played it safe before Gave it up to somebody who didnt deserve my body You gon have to lend a shoulder, help me kill this hangover I believe your love for me exceeds the needs And you gon take responsibilities On my healing, how Im feeling Dont go trading years that we put in So hold on, hold on, dont let me go Hold on, hold on, hey! So hold on, hold on, dont let me go Hold on, hold on I, I, I, I dont wanna I dont wanna I dont wanna I dont wanna I dont wanna

You used to know how to love me right You used to know how to love me right Ooh, yeah Youve got some things on your mind I would hate to see you cry Ego death is where you find happiness That’s the only place you find happiness Off too many drugs, they so bad for us One too many drinks and you had enough Murdered my ego when you walked away It hurt my ego when you walked away Gave you my all, that wouldnt make you stay Murdered my ego when you walked away You had this look on your face So much animosity Ego death is where you find happiness Thats the only place you find happiness Way too many drugs, they so bad for us One too many drinks and you had enough Murdered my ego when you walked away It hurt my ego when you walked away Gave me your all, that wouldn’t make me stay Murdered my ego when you walked away Hold on, this train goin by Free to do what you want to do Youve got to live your life Lotta people be thinkin, but Im just a sayer Artists cant perform the Super Bowl, but its okay for the players? All these half-way movements, need a whole lotta improvement Everybody wanna talk, everybody wanna type Aint nobody finna do sh– And everybody throwin’ dirt All that talk won’t work, all that talk dont work Now, who you think you talkin’ to nerd? W-w-w-w-w-wait, it get worse Wait, it, wait, it, wait, it been bad Showin up to the Grammys mad Tryna win some we already had Tryna become some’ we already are Dont make me go Rastafar We doin, no tryin, no dyin, we livid, Im livin, I get more specific All these admirations, likes, and false validations Feeding to our ego, talk for somethin, negro One in four get locked up, your girlfriend get knocked up Plan B was they Plan A, to lower the count of our families To lower the count on our damn votes Let the man quote Who dropped drones on em? Ye, dont take that tone on em Dont go Watch The Throne on em Just hit a billi, he goin on em I let my ego down and then I rise back up I let my ego down and then Ill be stronger Im armed, to let a sucker step up and get bombed By a beat created by my producer I am losin my mind cause your hearts so blind When you left me outside, Id be losin my mind I am losin my mind cause your hearts so blind When you left me outside, Id be losin my mind Its gonna cost you to be great You will have to sacrifice something to be great

The cops used to come around in my neighborhood "Alright, you kids, stop having so much fun, move along!" Oh theyd arrest me, you know, especially at night They had a curfew, niggas had to be home at 11, negros, 12 And youd be trying to get home, doing your crew runs And theyd always catch you out in front of a store or something Cause youd be taking shortcuts, right Cops, "Ree, put your hands up, black boy!" The cops shot the kid The cops shot the kid, the cops shot– The cops shot the kid The cops shot the kid, the cops shot– The cops shot the kid The cops shot the kid, the cops shot– The cops shot the kid The cops shot the kid, the cops shot– The cops shot the kid I dont wanna hurt nobody We just came here to party See a few dames, exchange some names Im a top shotta, kid, stay in your lane The cop shot the kid, same old scene Pour out a little liquor, champagne for pain Slap-boxin in the street Crack the hydrant in the heat Cop cars on the creep Doin they round-ups, we just watch for the sweep Yeah, its hotter than July Its the summer when niggas die Its the summer when niggas ride Together well be strong, but forever we divide So yall are blowin my high Type of shit thats killin my vibe White kids are brought in alive Black kids get hit with like five Get scared, you panic, youre goin down The disadvantages of the brown How in the hell the parents gon bury their own kids Not the other way around? Reminds me of Emmett Till Lets remind em why Kap kneels The cops shot the kid The cops shot the kid, the cops shot– The cops shot the kid The cops shot the kid, the cops shot– The cops shot the kid The cops shot the kid, the cops shot– The cops shot the kid The cops shot the kid, the cops shot– The cops shot the kid The cops shot the kid, the cops shot– The cops shot the kid The cops shot the kid, the cops shot– The cops shot the kid The cops shot the kid, the cops shot– The cops shot the kid I still hear him scream Stay tuned up and down your timeline This fake news, people is all lyin Money is bein made when a mom cries Wont be satisfied til we all die Tell me, who do we call to report crime If 9-1-1 doin the driveby? Its certain things I cant abide by I aint bein extreme, this is my side Talkin big shit, ready to die I know every story got two sides Claimin he paranoid by the black guy Cop wanna make it home by nighttime Just a good kid, he wasnt that guy Had a little hit, he wasnt that high Cop gon claim that it was self-defense Say he was ridin dirty so the case rests The cops shot the kid The cops shot the kid, the cops shot– The cops shot the kid The cops shot the kid, the cops shot– The cops shot the kid The cops shot the kid, the cops shot– The cops shot the kid The cops shot the kid, the cops shot– The cops shot the kid The cops shot the kid, the cops shot– The cops shot the kid The cops shot the kid, the cops shot– The cops shot the kid The cops shot the kid, the cops shot– The cops shot the kid I still hear him scream

Yeah Im not saying this to shake you up Im just saying this to wake you up Its all good when we making love All I ask is dont take our love For granted, cause, granted My love for you is real And if you dont love me Somebody else will Baby girl dont you, ever, get too, comfortable Yeah, to the left, to the left If you wanna leave, be my guest, you can step Feeling irreplaceable, listening to Beyoncé Well, okay, I put you out on your b-day Hey, now if you rocking with Weezy Bedroom in the bank, baby we safe I got game like EA But I wanna let you play And dont I treat you like soufflé? Dont I look at you like I see a new day? And dont I do what I do say? Im through talking so Ima let you Face And let Ye do Ye Im not saying this to shake you up Im just saying this to wake you up Its all good when we making love All I ask is dont take our love For granted, cause, granted My love for you is real And if you dont love me Somebody else will Baby girl, dont you ever get too comfortable Yeah Yeah, let me catch my breath Talking bout leaving and you aint gone yet And if you leave, leave correct And Imma send a jet to pick up the next And if you leave, you leaving the best So you will have to settle for less And I am no Elliott Ness I dont handcuff, I dont arrest I do confess to the murder scene Cause under them sheets, I am a mess Yes, baby, youre blessed Now just dont jump your nest, come on, yeah Im not saying this to shake you up Im just saying this to wake you up Its all good when we making love All I ask is dont take our love For granted, cause, granted My love for you is real And if you dont love me Somebody else will Baby girl dont you, ever, get too, comfortable Yeah, its no sweat, no sweat I would never 1-2-3-4-get about you Your love, your sex You know I work you out like Bowflex Haha, all jokes, no stress Love, live life, proceed, progress Make sure the neighbors get no rest We can get together, never disconnect Yeah, your back, your neck Funny how that song havent got old yet— To us, so lets project You stay in, never incorrect—Face! Im not saying this to shake you up Im just saying this to wake you up Its all good when we making love All I ask is dont take our love For granted, cause, granted My love for you is real And if you dont love me Somebody else will Baby girl, dont you Ever get too comfortable Dont get too comfortable, ayy Yeah Word to God, my mama gon like this one Yeah Yo, I think everybody gonna like this one Yeah, I got one Thank you, Mr. West Carter... Trey Im out

Hey, hey, yeah Oh, oh Oh I fly, I fly high, Im blazin Im blazin, feels like Im blazin I fly, I fly high, Im blazin Im blazin, feels like Im blazin, feels like Im– How could it be, little me Had the power to be the best B in the league Yeah, inevitably, but could it be little me? You was heckling me, now its monotony winning regularly, yo I catch rec on recreation, so I exceed all your expectations Bitches aint got it in em, I kill em and then I skin em The contract was signed, but I am the addendum So-so where my dawgs at, Randy Ma-ma-matter fact, get off my dick, bitch, Andy Ca-ca-ca-ca-ca-cause everything is fine and dandy Go against me now, I dare you, Bambi Half a million dollars just to upgrade the car show I aint even detonate the bombs in the arsenal Before the storm comes the calm Hope you can take the heat like LeBron Ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah Im the best now Anybody with some money should invest now Soccer moms need to organize a pep rall Your game over, bitch, Gatorade, wet towel Mothafuckers aint ready, they never been As long as I am in the game, youll never win Im on that different type of high, heroin Put on my cape and hit the sky, heroine I fly, I fly high, Im blazin Im blazin, feels like Im blazin I fly, I fly high, Im blazin Im blazin, feels like Im blazin I fly, I fly high, Im blazin Im blazin, feels like Im blazin I fly, I fly high, Im blazin Im blazin, feels like Im blazin This is the moment, grab your Kodak While Im flying with a flow that is The greatest throwback since that Nolan Ryan And the days been crazy and the nights even wilder And the lights even brighter, baby, stand next to my fire Only higher is Messiah or notes from Mariah Rari six hundred horses, thats my chariot of fire Where we flyin, they cant find us, all them broke days behind us I just took your whole life and redesigned it, uh I think Im Marc Jacobs, I think Im Lagerfeld I think without makeup, you still bad as hell Ima grab your waist, then Ima grab your face and Then Ima taste it, then Ima blaze it Hello all my bad girls, this just in Yeezy hurt the beat like he fucked her best friend And she let him back in, and he just did it again He crazy, he blazin, he off the deep end Im blazin, Im flagrant, Im crazy, Im sayin Too much for the world so they abbreviate him His past is her fave, his stats is amaze Her dress is just perf, uh, Prada colored beige Its obvi we the ish and Im rolling with my Brits So real, you so trill, baby, everything legit How you feel? They say we crazed cause our styles so diff Theyll be jeal when we in the mag lookin magnif As if I aint used Magnums on your favorite bad bitch Fuck these background niggas, I was tryna ad-lib Add this, we blazin, Nicki, what you think? I got two White Russians, but we also need some drinks I fly, I fly high, Im blazin Im blazin, feels like Im blazin I fly, I fly high, Im blazin Im blazin, feels like Im blazin I fly, I fly high, Im blazin Im blazin, feels like Im blazin I fly, I fly high, Im blazin Im blazin, feels like Im blazin It feels like Im blazin, blazin, blazin, blazin It feels like Im blazin, blazin, blazin, blazin It feels like Im blazin, blazin, blazin, blazin It feels like Im blazin, blazin, blazin, blazin It feels like Im blazin, blazin, blazin It feels like Im blazin, blazin, blazin It feels like Im blazin, blazin, blazin It feels like Im blazin, blazin, blazin I fly, I fly high, Im blazin Im blazin, feels like Im blazin I fly, I fly high, Im blazin Im blazin, feels like Im blazin I fly, I fly high, Im blazin Im blazin, feels like Im blazin I fly, I fly high, Im blazin Im blazin, feels like Im blazin

Im calling Out to All my Yall my ladies And I cant Let you, let you Be with no one But me baby Come on, to my thick chicks down in Texas All the way to New Orleans where the girls cook catfish And in L.A., every chicks an actress Hollywood status with the shaded glasses To Detroit, yeah the place that I rest Where the ladies got ass and symbolize sex And hot Atlanta, yall is one of the best Where they speak Southern slang and smoke la cess And New York, women are way too fresh Too much on your mind, let me ease that stress I wish you all were mine, its so selfish Maybe Im feeling myself too much, I guess But, to my ladies all across the globe In small towns that I dont even know To all local international codes Whether you see me in streets or catch me at shows Im calling Im calling Out to All my Yall my ladies And I cant Let you, let you Be with no one But me baby Uh, and dont be tryna come around my girl actin like Mr. Friendly And steal the spotlight like Mr. Bentley I spotted her like Spud McKenzie And for them fake boobies, I paid them Benjis Get your own I got Paris, he got Nicky, he tried to get em a clone He said, "Ye, you know you got extra hoes And everything you do is extra cold" From the Polo fleece to the Jesus piece I got family in high places like Jesus niece Can I please, say my peace? If yall fresh to death, then Im deceased And this one here is a heatrocks, spit like a beat box The way the beat rocks, new version of Pete Rock But for that Benz, I get CL love So I switch my girls around like 3L-dub, Im calling Im calling Out to All my Yall my ladies And I cant Let you, let you Be with no one But me baby What up, Pam? How your little man doing in New Jersey? Last I heard he caught the flu and you was worried Hope he feels better, and thanks Jonetta from Cleveland For that good head in your Jetta, better believe it Shanice, youre my piece from Compton, before Im off the plane Make sure you cop some trees to spark up Danielle, ATL, got them pictures in the mail You sealed with a kiss and you sent it with Chanel You looking good in that one showing off your body Had a Beverly Hills mami that would buy me Cartis Take me to afterparties, her name was Khari And it sucks that we didnt keep in touch, Im sorry But, hey Kim, hows Minneapolis? You so pretty, hate you show off your titties for silly classes Cause I love you girls, though you aint mine I wish my arms was long enough to hug you all of the same time Im calling Out to All my Yall my ladies And I cant Let you, let you Be with no one But me baby Im calling Out to All my Yall my ladies And I cant Let you Be with no one But me, baby

Broke down, thought that I would drown Hope that Id be found, fore I hit the ground Some days out the corner of my eye, hey Saw you weeping, saw you creeping Saw you sneaking in the shadows long The fear so strong Saw you out the corner of my eye Dont come for me today Im feeling good, Ima savour it Dont come for me today Im feeling good, I remember when You came to take me away So close I was to heavens gates But no, baby, no baby, not today Oh, you tried to track me down You followed me like the darkest cloud But no, baby, no baby, not today But no baby, no baby, not today Oh, reaper Oh, no baby, no baby, not today Oh, reaper Oh, no baby, no baby, not today, yeah So come back when Im good and old I got drinks to drink and men to hold I got good things to do with my life, yeah Oh, I wanna dance in the open breeze Feel the wind in my hair, hear the ocean sing I got good things to feel in my life, yeah Dont come for me today Im feeling good, Ima savour it Dont come for me today Im feeling good, I remember when You came to take me away So close I was to heavens gates But no baby, no baby, not today Oh, you tried to track me down You followed me like the darkest cloud But no baby, no baby, not today Oh, reaper Oh, no baby, no baby, not today Oh, reaper Oh, no baby, no baby, not today

We began after the storm inside Lay the land , its just the morning light Oh my god, Ronny! , oh yeah Woo-ooh, ooh-ooh Switch your⁠—switch your attitude Go head, level up yourself This that different latitude Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Life too short, dont troll yourself Feel that feel, enjoy yourself Girl, you owe it to yourself We began after the storm inside Girl, you owe it to yourself Girl, you owe it to yourself We began after the storm inside Girl, you owe it to yourself Girl, you owe it to yourself We began after the storm inside Lay the land , its just the morning light Okay, Im turnt At the party, fuck round, pussy boy, and you get burnt Actin up, you actin buff, you fuck round, you get murked These niggas bitches, mm, I get it Sauce, bitch, Im with it, uh, I get it Shots at your fitted, mm, I did it Yuh, I did it, yuh, I did it Niggas askin where I get my drip at Told a nigga throw a backpack, nigga, back-back, hmm Asking for the money, where your racks at? If you aint my brother, told a fuck nigga "Hush that", uh Cartier, Cartier, throwing shade, uh Asian bitch really like to crochet, uh And my wrist never like throwing shade, uh Came to the crib off of Kool-Aid, ayy! We began after the storm inside Lay the land , its just the morning light We began after the storm inside Lay the land , its just the morning light We began after the storm inside Lay the land, its just the morning light We began after the storm inside Lay the land, its just the morning light

Yeah, I see you big bro Imma kill these niggas man, yeah Straight off the block with it Eagle Street to be specific Im peeping at you people different I pay my dues, you keep the difference I can see the end in the beginning So Im not racing, Im just sprinting Cause I dont wanna finish They diminish, I replenish Scientific, Im out this world, ho I wear bright red, like a girl toe No homo, fingernails dirty Ive been counting dirty money since twelve thirty AM, weigh them, if they short, take them Right back and spray him, amen Yeah, I just do my Wayne And every time I do it, I do my thing, yeah Believe that, like a true story Rims big, make the car look like its two stories If I hop out, thatd be suicide No back seats, call that paralyze I dont have a spine, I dont fantasize I mastermind, then go after mine You see I handle mine, I dismantle mine I tote a tool box, bitch, its hammer time So excuse me as I nail em to something Im just repel em, Imma kill em Someone tell em, Imma kill em Im gon fill em up, his momma cant tell em And the doctors cant heal em Imma kill em and yeah we sell em I know you smell em And if you want it, you could just yell it And it be in the morning, at your telly Whole ki go for twenty, half a ki go for eleven After me there will be nothing I Am Legend, and I Will Smith Now thats how you let the beat build, bitch Thats how you let the beat build, bitch Now thats how you let the beat build, bitch Let the beat build, bitch And the beat goes Boom B-Boom B-Boom Boom B-Boom B-Boom, it goes Boom B-Boom B-Boom, now say Heh, c’mon Just a snare and a 808 Weezy Baby on the mic, D.O.A OK, Id like to thank Kanye And my nigga Deezle From giving me this Diesel Like an F-350 Tank never empty Damn everybody in the bank act friendly Used to think my shit didnt stink, boy was I wrong Approving million dollar deals from my iPhone Imma take it one-two-way back Like a silk wife beater and a wave cap Or the wave pool At Blue Bayou And I waved, fool As I blew by you Hello, hi you I can buy you But I wouldnt try you Feed you to Piru I know what Im doing I show and prove And show improvement And I know just to go into it Could never amount to going through it Whatever or how you wanna do it We can do it like we late Ay, wait Deezle, let me just get the 808 As I hit the kill switch Now thats how you let the beat build, bitch Thats how you let the beat build, bitch Thats how you let the beat build, bitch Thats how you let the beat build, bitch And the beat goes Boom B-Boom B-Boom, it goes Boom B-Boom Boom, the beat goes Boom B-Boom Boom, now everybody say, yeah That I am the best rapper alive I am the best rapper alive And I will eat you alive Think Im lyin? Damn Imma get in a nigga chest like a bunch of phlegm Like a fucking ram On the hunt for the lamb Imma dump em, man In a dumpster can You aint a soldier, ask Uncle Sam Hair nappy like Pam Nigga fuck your plan Fuck your man You aint a pimp unless you get the same bitch To fuck your man And fuck your clan And all my bitches know thats my plan Oh god damn Theres my sam–ple Play it like thats my band Gotta get it cleared Suck my dick with red lipstick and dont let it smear And I got a lot of tattoos, and I meant every tear And Im still on that street shit Back to the beat bitch Thats how you let the beat build, bitch Now whats how you let the beat build, bitch Let the beat build, they say And the beat goes Boom B-Boom B-Boom, it goes Boom B-Boom Boom, the beat goes Boom B-Boom Boom, now everybody say, yeah And the beat goes Boom B-Boom B-Boom, it goes Boom B-Boom Boom, the beat goes Boom B-Boom B-Boom, they say

Trippin Wildin on television You could Still see a nigga tell the vision Pimpin Boy, these boys, pimpin Different These boys, boys Pop was here last week He was talkin about Brooklyn and the place Brooklyn was at How they were really like, thrivin like right now He was, you know, he was tryna, pull people up with him He wasnt even into where he was about to be He just was trying to; he was trying to get there I mean, he was on his, he was well on his way Um, its just tragic, twenty yеars old, rest in peace God blеss Pop Smoke Look, nigga, we made it Nigga, we made it, we made it Nigga, we made it Thank God that I made it Nigga, we made it, we made it Look, momma, I made it Look, I remember the days, same fit for a week straight I used to eat fifty-cent cake, now, its Philippes Its Philippes for the steak and hella thots up in the Wraith I cant wife that thot, tell that bitch, "Get out of my face" We killed your big brother; we killed your little brother Now, its Philippes; its filets for the steak And hella thots up in the Wraith Said I hop in a Lamb and skrrt off, I spent fifty up in Bergdorf I got shit you never heard of, buy it, I dont care what it cost, no And I always keep a pole, rain, snow; I did a hundred on a pro If you droppin a woo, we come where you live Glock 9, infrared, pull up, and empty the clip, woo Dread had the strap all summer in the Floss movin reckless Please do not play wit me, nigga, I keep a K wit me Look, nigga, we made it Nigga, we made it, we made it Nigga, we made it Thank God that I made it Nigga, we made it, we made it Look, momma, I made it Nigga, we made it Huh? We come from the trenches, nigga Trap, trap, same fit for a week straight You know what Im sayin? Fifty-cent cake, now, we eatin Philippes steak Look, Tyler got the album of the year, for now But Pop about to drop, I see the platinum in the clouds Now Push about to drop, so real trappers stick around The crown is only for the king, they tryna place it on a clown I declare war, nickname He Sell Raw Different city, same ghetto, bring the Woos on tour Push start, drop top, 812, two-door Baby Rover, Benz, coupe, bitch, you gotta choose yours How can I not? Woo, how can I not? When a brick is thirty-six, bitch, how could I stop? These Richard Milles are one-of-one, shit, how could I watch? We made it, we made it, whether you like it or not Look, nigga, we made it Nigga, we made it, we made it Nigga, we made it Thank God that I made it Nigga, we made it, we made it Look, momma, I made it

Castro Whoa, whoa, whoa Cubans on me like Im Castro Bitches like Im Castro, yah Cuban bitches like Im Castro Cuban cigar nigga Spanish chick, JLo Dope money, Pablo The double cross you up, Ivo Castro, Castro, Castro Cubans on me like Im Castro Hit your bitch with a backstroke Spanish bitch, JLo Dope money, Pablo Astronaut, take off John Travolta In the kitchen, have a bake off She gon snort her whole damn face off Cubans on me like Im Castro Hit your bitch with a backstroke Spanish bitch, JLo Dope money, Pablo Astronaut, take off John Travolta In the kitchen, have a bake off She gon snort her whole damn face off EA Sports, Im in the Playoffs Im in Saks goin AWOL Im at Neimans goin AWOL Hit your bitch in the Aloft Head cool, but the pussy wack Wanna unfuck her, give her pussy back Cuban on your boy, Im Castro Hit your bitch with a backstroke Medellín, Pablo Money bags, Wells Fargo Call my driver, where the car go? 100 thousand in my cargo I get dope by the cargo I got whips, no car note I got whips, no slave All my cribs got maids All my cribs like a maze Shit so big, they amazed Still thuggin, they amazed Put me on a track with Ye In the kitchen rocking Yes In the trenches with the Js Feds listenin, we dont do the phone They record everythin we say Cubans on me like Im Castro Hit your bitch with a backstroke Spanish bitch, JLo Dope money, Pablo Astronaut, take off John Travolta In the kitchen, have a bake off She gon snort her whole damn face off Cubans on me like Im Castro Hit your bitch with a backstroke Spanish bitch, JLo Dope money, Pablo Astronaut, take off John Travolta In the kitchen, have a bake off She gon snort her whole damn face off Quavo, Huncho My life like Pablo Cuban hoes fall in love with a nigga Theyll treat me like Fabio Off white like shell toes Stick to the money, velcro Standin on the top ropes Then I jump down, hit you with the elbow Why do the birds need a plane if they can fly? I be standin in the field with the fire So many onions in the trap, make me cry My styrofoam got more oil than Dubai Ridin round with extendo Ridin round with extendo Never, never, serve ya kinfolk Never, never, serve ya kinfolk Niggas shootin out the window Niggas shootin at your window Yeah, you better keep your head low Feds watchin, better lay low Cubans on me like Im Castro Hit your bitch with a backstroke Spanish bitch, JLo Dope money, Pablo Astronaut, take off John Travolta In the kitchen, have a bake off She gon snort her whole damn face off Anti lame nigga, take your girl like a pain killer Just saw a picture of your first baby mama, look like a train hit her Cant finesse me, Im the finest, AKA, its your Highness I dont know if she got a snort habit or the bitch got sinus Pyrex tried to sign us, bakin soda tryna sign us Got a red stove and a gold fork, shit lookin like the Niners Told shawty, you a minus, and I say it out of kindness Cuban links change the climate, dick tall, she can climb it Sold so many damn bags, I coulda went diamond Watch, wristband diamond, on my neck look diamond Simon says nigga stop takin my shit, nigga, start rhymin 4 rings like an Audi, hotel suite, cloudy Cubans on me like Im Castro Hit your bitch with a backstroke Spanish bitch, JLo Dope money, Pablo Astronaut, take off John Travolta In the kitchen, have a bake off She gon snort her whole damn face off

Thank you, thank you very much for coming out this evening Thank you, thank you, thank you, youre far too kind Hold your applause, this is your song, not mines Thank you, thank you, thank you, please hold your applause For I just applied logic—keys, keys open doors Now Im balcony, opera, black tux, binocular Black Luxe, stop it, I shouldnt be so popular Name keep poppin up, face keep poppin up On the tube, Im just watchin Pacquaio box em up How would I know HBO would get a shot of us? Sittin so close that we almost got snot on us Please dont bow in my presence—how am I a legend? I just got ten #1 albums, maybe now eleven? More hits than a Now 11; that is no reason To treat me like Im somehow from outta heaven Heaven knows that Ive made my mistakes Thank God, what a guy, as I say my grace! Who woulda thought by makin birds migrate for the winter I be fly all summer? Might I say Thank you, thank you, thank you, youre far too kind Hold your applause, this is your song, not mines Thank you, thank you, thank you, youre far too kind Do me a favor, dont do me no favors, Ill handle mines Hovi baby, we are really high, really high tonight We tip the waiter a hundred dollars to keep the ice cold, alright We the last ones to keep the wise guys code alive If I cant live by my word, then Id much rather die No no, dont thank me, this is just how my suit is stitched Im cut from a different cloth, Im just who the shoe fits For The Color of Money like a Tom Cruise flick Cept I put eight balls in corners without usin pool sticks Beautiful music when champagne flutes click, eh Beautiful women sippin through rouge lips, eh Dangers approaches, were like: "Wait, whos this?" Let us save you some trouble, son, what size suit you is? This way after the Ruger shoots through a few clips You can lay in your casket just as you is We appreciate the target practices Well be sure to send flower baskets, kid Thank you, thank you, thank you, youre far too kind Hold your applause, this is your song, not mines Thank you, thank you, thank you, youre far too kind Do me a favor, dont do me no favors, Ill handle mines I was gonna kill a couple rappers, but they did it to themselves I was gon do it with the flow, but they did it with their sales I was gon 9/11 em, but they didnt need the help And they did a good job, them boys is talented as hell Cause not only did they brick, they put a building up as well Then ran a plane into that building and when that building fell Ran to the crash site with no masks and inhaled Toxins deep inside their lungs until both of them was filled Blew a cloud out like a L into a jar, then took a smell Cause they heard that second hand smoke kills Niggas thought they was ill, found out they was ILL And its like you knew exactly how I wanted you to feel Thank you, thank you, thank you, youre far too kind Hold your applause, this is your song, not mines Thank you, thank you, thank you, youre far too kind Do me a favor, dont do me no favors, Ill handle mines We are really high, really really high, no Really really high, really high tonight, ha We are really high, really high tonight We are really high, really high tonight Lucky Lefty, kiss the wife goodnight for me, hehe

I done been around the world, been around the block Been around hoes that fucked Biggie and Pac Like Vida Guerra, ass took her to the top Shell give you some brain, you let her throw up the Roc Let her put on your chain, shell throw you some cot Picture that, like Meagan Good and Jamie Foxx Hype said its a wrap, she still on the set Puttin oil on her legs like she Gloria Velez She was Eye Candy in the XXL Hopped off the page and on a skateboard with Pharrell I knew she wouldnt get far cause five hundred dollars Cant get you that far, how you get that far And all these new video bitches tryin to be Melyssa Ford But they dont know Melyssa Ford drive a Honda Accord She a video vixen, but behind closed doors She do whatever it take to get to the Grammy Awards, ha ha You wouldnt get far, fuckin them rap stars You know who you are, put your hands up ladies You wouldnt get far, if you kept your legs closed It would be just a waste of time But you know, you wouldnt get far, fuckin them rap stars You know who you are, I wrote this song for you For you baby, Id find you, for you and you, for all yall Pop quiz, how many topless, black foxes Did I have under my belt, like boxers Not to brag but, if it add up One, two, nigga thats mad nuts Game you mad nuts, how you gon call out all these Bitches knowin damn well they gon call me The only dream, of that ghetto prom queen Was to make it to the screen, maybe get seen Maybe get chose by a nigga from my team Head so good he dont ask for a pre... nup Now ask yourself this question, umm Would you be with Jay-Z if he wasnt C-E-O Would you be with F-A-B-O if he drove a Neo Would you ride with Ne-Yo, if he was in a Geo Well why the hell you think these bitches comin at me fo But since they all fall in my Palm, I take a trio, yo You wouldnt get far, fuckin them rap stars You know who you are, put your hands up ladies You wouldnt get far, if you kept your legs closed It would be just a waste of time But you know, you wouldnt get far, fuckin them rap stars You know who you are, I wrote this song for you For you baby, Id find you, for you and you, for all yall I done had my share of bitches with long hair Short do like Kelis or Halle in Boomerang, yeah I been around the block in the Bentley drop top In Miami Beach when Lil Kim was fuckin with Scott I got the scoop on Hoops, whatever the case Shell let you spray in her face long as she Bathing Apes And aint nobody tryin to take Beyonce from Jay But I know a bitch named Superhead he fucked back in the day The things niggas do when pussy sittin on they face Stabbed Un in the stomach She must have had a pussy like Wonder Woman On that superhero shit Fly as Gabrielle Union in the back of my six, fo Impala, forget the double Ds I put em right in your face like that model bitch Toccara And she aint win the show but she ridin in that Gallardo Thats why I fuck em today and forget em tomorrow You wouldnt get far, fuckin them rap stars You know who you are, put your hands up ladies You wouldnt get far, if you kept your legs closed It would be just a waste of time But you know, you wouldnt get far, fuckin them rap stars You know who you are, I wrote this song for you For you baby, Id find you, for you and you, for all yall God damn, you know what Im sayin Im sittin back watchin Kanye video And I see the same bitch That was in the homeboy Busta Rhymes video Then I flip the muhfuckin channel Checkin out my uncle Snoop Dogg video And I see the same bitch, that was in my video You know what Im sayin And then yknahmsayin, to make that even mo fucked up Im watchin Oprah cover Hurricane Katrina I see the same bitch on Oprah Floatin away on the hood of a Camry That was in the nigga Lil Weezy video I mean damn, everywhere I look Everywhere I go, I see the same hoes Dont get mad, Im only bein real, yeah

Incoming Boy, we wasnt never no joke, nah, nah, nah All summer, murder he wrote, nah, nah, nah Who they talkin bout? Nah, nah, nah Doin everythin they didnt allow, nah, nah Overthrow, send the drones in All the maneuvers, feelin closed in I dont need to strike back, I let God fight my battles Aint strapped with a TEC, laid it down, now where they at? Next time you text, can it wait? You are talkin to a presidential candidate I know you think Obi-Wan gettin tired now Dont jump, Anakin, I got the higher ground Ima hit the moonwalk like I seen Tito Man... like the Prеsident just got vetoed Got to sign off for thе veto, ayy I dont need to sign a release, Im a freed old man This is a video game, this is a simulation, man How do you listen to lame? They the imitation, man Take an idea, live it, take a idea, did it Take an idea with it, just look how we get it Just look how we did it, cant tell me we aint did it Cant tell me we aint lived it, cant tell me we aint lived it Just look how we get it, cartoons aint timeless Cop cars aint mind us, one call aint wireless Boy, we wasnt never no joke, nah, nah, nah All summer, murder he wrote, nah, nah, nah Who they talkin bout? Nah, nah, nah Doin everythin they didnt allow, nah, nah Overthrow, send the drones in All the maneuvers, feelin closed in I dont need to strike back, I let God fight my battles Aint strapped with a TEC, laid it down, now where they at? If I put myself in harms way to get my own masters Theyll put theyself in harms way to stay the master Theyll put theyself in harms way cause they aint askin Theyll put theyself in harms way, the slaves are massive Do you want me to get specific? Do you want me to name numbers? Do you want me to name summers? All the stars came from us All the styles came from us All the talent came from us All the shoes came from us But the news aint on us All the news aint honest All the news aint honest They wanna ignore me, rewrite the story Take all the top spots, in every category Back in fashion with them boys, cant ig-cant ignore me Boy, we wasnt never no joke, nah, nah, nah All summer, murder he wrote, nah, nah, nah Who they talkin bout? Nah, nah, nah Doin everythin they didnt allow, nah, nah Overthrow, send the drones in All the maneuvers, feelin closed in I dont need to strike back, I let God fight my battles Aint strapped with a TEC, laid it down, now where they at?

And now for my next number Id like to return to the… Classic Uh, uh, – timeless Live straight classic Classic Live, straight classic Timeless Id like to return to the classic Kanye West Im Rakim, the fiend of a microphone Uh yeah, is yall ready for 20-07? Its now another drought Everybodys a killer, wow, we buggin out Since 86 showing the crowd what Im about And they still wanna know when the album coming out Ask the teenagers, OGs and nasty kids What their definition of "classic" is Timeless, so age dont count in the booth When your flow stay submerged in the fountain of youth Aint no doubting the truth, Im off the meters Everybody cosigning, even non-believers Since I came in the door became one of yalls leaders In a fresh pair of Air Force One sneakers Uptowns, we call em uppies when theyre on divas Probably worn when KRS-One teaches Nas made you look before the heaters I bet you Kan had em on when he walked with Jesus Classic Uh, uh, – timeless Live straight classic Classic Live, straight classic Timeless Id like to return to the classic Kanye West Im Rakim, the fiend of a microphone You cant buy this Superfly-ness, like a shine is Your Highness is performing; look how long the line is Its what happens when you make shit thats timeless Its what happens, these rappers is the pioneers What do it take to be a legend like Nas is? Thats so novice, Im so polished I got a right to be a lil bit snobbish I did a lil bit of college Semesters, it took two, like Rob Base To let me figure out this wasnt my place The beats slow, til you listen to my pace ‘Cause I be killing shit, but thats evident And yall feeling it, but I expected it If its classic, its gon last forever then Im everywhere you never been, and better than I ever been And now for my next number Id like to return to the… Classic Uh, uh, – timeless Live straight classic Classic Live, straight classic Timeless Id like to return to the classic Kanye West Im Rakim, the fiend of a microphone Hold the fort down, represent to the fullest Nasll rock well Perseverance, see the fake hustler rapper To them, it hurts to hear this Oh, you went platinum? Yeah, thats nice Now let me see you do the same thing twice Three times, four times, then a couple of mo times Please, youre Amateur Night, its Showtime Its one life to live, so live it the best you can The world could use one less man Not enough air, not enough car factories To manufacture new vehicles, sedans and vans When they do make the whip you like, your chips aint right By the time you could afford it, the car aint important In the streets Im in, its just iron Cops keep firin in my environment Leaving you slumped, then they drive home Far from the hood, brothers they eager to jump on I like to be the wall that they toast up on I like to see them fall, guilty for doing wrong Im classic like the Air Ones, the hustler shoe Thats what Im accustomed to, yeah And now for my next number Id like to return to the… Classic Uh, uh, – timeless Live straight classic Classic Live, straight classic Timeless Id like to return to the classic Kanye West Im Rakim, the fiend of a microphone "Of course - we have Blastmaster KRS-One" How many of yall got Criminal Minded? You, you, you; yall dont be blinded Me, I got no jewels on my neck Why? I dont need em, I got your respect KRS-One, twenty years I rock I do it for JMJ and Scott La Rock This hip-hop and wes a nation Dont you wanna hear more KRS-One on your radio station? Instead of broadcasting how we smoke them trees On the radio we need to hear more local emcees Where you at? Cmon, where you at? This is the difference between emceeing and rap Rappers spit rhymes that are mostly illegal Emcees spit rhymes to uplift their people Peace, Love, Unity, havin fun These are the lyrics of KRS-One And now for my next number Id like to return to the… Classic Uh, uh, – timeless Live straight classic Classic Live, straight classic Timeless Id like to return to the classic Kanye West Im Rakim, the fiend of a microphone

While youre fast asleep Do you experience nervousness or shakiness inside, faintness and dizziness? The idea that someone else can control your thoughts. Feeling others are to blame for most of your thoughts. Trouble remembering things, feeling easily annoyed and irritated. Feeling afraid in open spaces or in public. Thoughts of ending your life. Feeling that most people could not be trusted. Poor appetite, heart or chest pains? I feel like this I feel like this I feel like that I feel like this all the time I feel like that I feel like that I feel like that I feel like that all the time Do you feel tempered outbursts, that you cannot control? Feeling lonely, even when you are with people, feeling blocked. Feeling blue, sad, feeling disinterested in things, feeling fearful. Are your feelings easily hurt? Feeling that people are unfriendly, or do you feel like people dislike you? I feel like that all the time I feel like that I feel like that I feel like that I feel like that all the time I feel like that I feel like that all the time Do you have trouble falling asleep? Nausea, upset stomach, hot or cold spells? Numbness, tingling in parts of your body, trouble catchin your breath? I feel like that I feel like that I feel like that all the time I feel like that I feel like that I feel like that all the time

A rose in Harlem, a rose in Harlem A rose in Harlem, a rose in Harlem Been through more than a lil bit Been through more than a lil bit But I aint callin no names out No, no free promotion Naw, naw I aint late, I dont do due dates No sneak diss, no sneak shit Thats just how I was raised Had to get it out the soil I been down, I been loyal When you really hold it down Niggas aint even really down for ya Oh no, what a shame 10 years in the game Niggas like "You aint hot? You aint pop yet? Whats up wit you and Ye?" Grew out the concrete You know it aint sweet Cant tell me any- any- any- anything It be the ones who say they ride for you It be the ones, the ones you love, them too It be the ones who swear they real, not true It be them ones, It be them ones Dont get caught up It be the ones, the ones you closest to It be the ones, the ones you trust - them too It be the ones, the ones you look up to It be the ones Dont get caught up, young girl Grew out the concrete You know it aint sweet Cant tell me any- any- any- anything Been through more than a lil bit Been through more than a lil bit But I aint callin no names out No, no free promotions If it aint bout blessings I cant even address it I just bought my third house No album out and I got em asking What do she do? I do everything I move everything Put that on my wedding ring Put that on my baby name All these fake smiles These chicks must just came from a dentist I can tell it aint genuine I get so offended Grew out the concrete You know it aint sweet Cant tell me any- any- any- anything It be the ones who say they ride for you It be the ones, the ones you love, them too It be the ones who swear they real, not true It be them ones, It be them ones Dont get caught up It be the ones, the ones you closest to It be the ones, the ones you trust - them too It be the ones, the ones you look up to It be the ones It be the ones who say they ride for you It be the ones, the ones you love, them too It be the ones who swear they real, not true It be them ones, It be them ones Dont get caught up It be the ones, the ones you closest to It be the ones, the ones you trust - them too It be the ones, the ones you look up to It be the ones Dont get caught up, young girl A rose in Harlem, a rose in Harlem A rose in Harlem, a rose in Harlem Dont get caught up, young girl

Im not sure anymore, more Who is knocking at my door, door All the faces that I know Ja make them so sunny and true I dont wanna say goodbye, to you So Ill just say good night, to you My people, no goodbyes to you Im just gon say good night Uh Good night Right now I can see it so vivid Like it was just yesterday, like I could relive it Me and my grandparents on a field trip And Im the little kid tryna touch the exhibits But itll fade before I get to get a hold of that Man, I wish I could stop time like a photograph Every joke that they told Id know to laugh Man , I wouldnt let a moment pass What do it mean when you dream that you fallin? What do it mean when you dream that you ballin? What do it mean when you never dream at all then And you dont really know cause you cant recall them? Its sorta fly you get a chance to say hi to People you never got a chance to say bye to Maybe you could pull em up outta your dreams Into real life , if you try to So close , but so far And so far , no cigar We cant dwell on the past, all we got is today So Ima live like its no tomorrow, no goodbyes I dont wanna say goodbye, to you So Ill just say good night, to you My people, no goodbyes to you Im just gon say good night Uh, to you If I part, my art will live through you Dream beautiful and unusual Wake up like every day new to you Stay true to you, a hood musical My art will live through you Dream beautiful and unusual Wake up like every day new to you Stay true to you, a hood musical I dont wanna say goodbye, to you So Ill just say good night, to you My people, no goodbyes to you Im just gon say good night Im not sure anymore, more Who is knocking at my door, door All the faces that I know Ja make them so sunny and true Im not sure anymore, more Who is knocking at my door, door All the faces that I know Ja make them so sunny and true Im not sure anymore, more Who is knocking at my door, door All the faces that I know Ja make them so sunny and true Im not sure anymore, more Who is knocking at my door, door All the faces that I know Ja make them so sunny and true

Im getting this nigga in the morning He gon think he been chiefing, just too long when He see me in the evening, wanna catch all these feelings Well let me be the first to get mine, Ohh! Okay I’m chillin’ in my camo, flippin’ through the channel On my GOOD Music shit, my logo’s a Lambo Four doors of ammo, this ammunition I’m pitching To make your body switch another position And listen, my weed loud, fuck her and speed off Tell em I bare arms, Im cuttin my sleeves off Lettin my tats show and I sag my pants Im letting my ass show, Im hot as tabasco I study, Castro, yeah, my plug from Cuba Inside of the car is like a damn computer Inside of the crib is like a damn museum You aint seen these before, you better get em on film Tryin to take these fat pockets, man your chances are slim Disrespect, you stomp em out, man give em a Tim You aint did what I did, see I know Imma win And they dont have slow-motion so I did it again Woah! Im getting this nigga in the morning He gon think he been chiefing, just too long when He see me in the evening, wanna catch all these feelings Well let me be the first to get mine, Ohh! Okay Im sittin on the plane, flying over graves I am so high, nigga I can talk to rain My outfits insane, aint that evident? My chain had another chain like it was pregnant My favorite dish is turkey lasagna Even my pajamas designer She got a fat ass I make her rewind Back seat so big I press recline Got a dirty sprite in my cup holder Rappers like road kill, they get run over They get done over, its just one solider This flow will make you fall like its October Me and your girl, nigga opposite of sober Celine Paris chain charm look like a cobra Young Casanova, Baby Romeo I got my girl geeked, she look like she from Tokyo Im getting this nigga in the morning He gon think he been chiefing, just too long when He see me in the evening, wanna catch all these feelings Well let me be the first to get mine, Ohh!

Ugh, Killa! Baby! Kanye, this that 1970s Heron flow, huh? Yeah, lets speed it up Ugh, Im back in, ugh, ugh They dont know we finna kill the game this year Killa! Ye! Cmon! Ayo, street mergers, I legislated; the nerve, I never hated On murders, premeditated—absurd! I hesitated Observe: cock and spray, hit you from a block away Drinking sake on a Suzuki; we in Osaka Bay Playing soccer, stupid, stay in a suckers place Pluck your ace, take your girl, fuck her face She dealing with Killa, so you love her taste She swallowing Killa cause she love the taste I got brought up with crooking, kitchen orders that Im cooking But got caught up with the juxes You wouldve thought I was from Brooklyn It gets boring just looking Did like Bill Cosby, pouring in the pudding Now, the dashboard is wooden from a hard-tangled grammar Interior, inferior; Star-Spangled Banner Car game bananas, mob manning tanners Guns everywhere, like the car came with hammers, hes back They trying to say he I hear niggas saying he But our flow is the truest , the games in the nooses Our girls is the models , they coochies the juiciest Yeah, they say he Yeah, they say he Cause Im back on my grind , money back on my mind Ye and Killa Cam, the world is mine I treat bitches straight up, like Simon Says Open vagina; put your legs behind your head Cop me Air Ones, hon, lime and red You got pets? Me too: mines are dead, doggy Fox, minks, gators, thats necessary Accessories, my closets Pet Sematary I get approached by animal activists I live in a zoo, I run scandals with savages All my niggas get together to gather loot Bodyguard for what? Dog, Id rather shoot I go to war, old Timbs, battered boots Hand grenade, goggles and a parachute Yall dont even know the name of my flip It was "Touch Me, Tease Me" when Case was the shit You dont know bout the cases I get: Court case, briefcase, suitcase, cases of Cris, oww! They trying to say he I hear niggas saying he But our flow is the truest , the games in the nooses Our girls is the models , they coochies the juiciest Yeah, they say he Yeah, they say he Cause Im back on my grind , money back on my mind Ye and Killa Cam, the world is mine Ugh, Killa, yo, yo, ayo— You dealing with some sure shit, my bitches pure thick Play razor tag, slice your face, youre it! Its I who come by, drive-thru Gator-toed Mauri, three quarters, sky-blue Look at mami: eyes blue, 52 I approached her—"Hi, boo, how you? Pony skin Louie? Oh, you fly too You a stewardess? Good, ma—I fly too" Now, a nigga got baking to bake Harlem shake? Nah, Im in Harlem shaking the weight Shaking to bake, shaking the Jakes Kill you, shoot the funeral up and Harlem Shake at your wake Just your picture, though; you still taped in a lake Im laughing; you couldnt wait to escape For anyone who owed the dough, I had to load the four I hope a nigga heard when I said "I told you so" Ugh, Killa! They trying to say he I hear niggas saying he But our flow is the truest , the games in the nooses Our girls is the models , they coochies the juiciest Yeah, they say he Yeah, they say he Cause Im back on my grind , money back on my mind Ye and Killa Cam, the world is mine Mine! Killa! You already know Harlem Whole Midwest, Detroit, Naptown, St. Louis Chicago, of course Westside, holla at me Southside, wild hundreds You know what it is, Ohio Columbus, holla at your boy You know what else I do: Dayton, Youngstown, Cleveland, Cincinnati