[Kanye West] You like that don’t you? I wrote it myself by the way And I don’t mean to be selfish But I picture myself getting paid And you might get pneumonia Cause I came in on an elf & a sleigh Me & Pusha back on it Now everybody help us prey
Lord forgive my sins & all my friends Dollars make sense, I’m trying to get paid
[Pusha T] Try get saved (too late !) Time to get paid Got a gun and a stocking mask Niggas thought I was trying to get waves I’mma let all ya’ll niggas pray for it My young niggas knocking off a K for it Sold my soul on the backend Only fucking way I’mma pay for it Front that shit, you put a flame on My niggas locked in a cage for They keep telling me to go hard #1 spot you was made for I made more Front of the grill, got a racehorse California Crayola ring Glow In The Dark like a Ye tour Fuck niggas stepping in my lane for Not knowing that it’s a land mine Soon as a nigga feels a cool breeze Throw the top up like a gang sign Red or blue? Crip or Blood? Solitaires, diamond studs like chandeliers I’mma flood Black Jesus piece like it’s dipped in mud Fashion God’s, notice mine Rollarball spikes I’m Pokemon Paris shit, Louboutin Under bright lights where do you belong
[Hook] Please Lord, yeah, it’s gettin realer everyday Niggas killin’ niggas, starving acres they can’t find no Yay See at first they roll around and their bills they cannot pay So some be trapped and some be dying, bow heads and let us pray Amen
[Kanye West] Amen, how many people do you know hatin’? On your downfall sitting their waitin’ When you shine, wonder what they gonna say then Everything I do now stadium’s Tell me what they really gon’ say to him And I’m headed straight to the ATM Finna go HAM, finna go in Nigga you get it when pigs fly, when Yeezy fake Devil’s pie, piece of cake Kit-Kat I need a break God’s child, Jesus Christ Club like a broken neck, I need the ice I need the lights In Egypt they fightin’ for freedom Cop pull you over no reason, beat him
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[Young Jeezy] I got them units packed in That black van like the A-Team Even seen them come 2-tone like a saleen Saleen, Yeah that’s a Mustang Break ‘em down in the night, thats what I call hustling They say they on they dumb shit, but this is ignorance Come to warn the timepiece, now thats ignorance Young, you a fool, I coulda bought some real estate Instead I bought a half a block, I tried to sew up half the streets I’m on, 75-75, going for the 25 Guess who’s pickin’ up a trey Just an ordinary day with extraodinary pay Extraordinary risk Can’t even explain, got an extraordinary wrist I talk it cause I lived it man, this shit ain't really nutting to me Tell ya like Sosa told Tony: “dont you fuck with me”