Lyrics:
a few fuck yous on a track
Back to back win a Grammy though
Damn
And Kanye west got a billy bro
Yeah I Fuck with that tactic
Go Spas and distract em
When
giving coal to the villains
Kidnap neil young
Have him stare down my gun
I'm glad ian curtis is dead
Wish it was a bullet in his head
Kanye West made
fuckin' way
But here I am, workin' in the studio
And your album ain't out because you're movin' slow
By the time you make one I'll be on ten
Hit the studio
Machine Gun Kelly is as self-effacing as he
Is talented known also
By his real name Colson
Baker, MGK effortlessly defies
Easy categorization from
Boom boom boom Westside
Kanye West, Conway West Side
You never noticed that, did you? The, uh
Hello my name is Ye
And this is my super super super
gon eat
Kinda bars that send Dave West and Kanye East
And y’all mad lucky that this ain’t a Kanye beat
By now I’d have a lifetime supply of Kanye sneaks
jestem jednym z was
To nie mój świat chociaż z czasem miałbym hajs
W tej knajpie nie spotkasz mnie
Ale wiem że jest w niej lokalny Kanye West
Taki typek
The L.A.B album drops
I won't promote by doing in stores
I'm out at night on the highway painting over your billboards
So what I'm a glory hound cause I tore
of old Kanye's best
But all they got left if F.Y.I. from the West
In the right side of victory for real
Success my lay up drill
In the mainstream
I win by
nigga
Yah Yah Yah
Fans fiend for the feeling of old Kanye's best
But all they got left if F.Y.I. from the West
In the right side of victory for real
of old Kanye's best
But all they got left if F.Y.I. from the West
In the right side of victory for real
Success my lay up drill
In the mainstream
I win by
nigga
Yah Yah Yah
Fans fiend for the feeling of old Kanye's best
But all they got left if F.Y.I. from the West
In the right side of victory for real
by myself
Crying out loud but no one ever comes to help
They couldn't believe I could fly
Did not stick around for the ride
Feel like Kanye West cause
Inspirated by Kanye West with the groove, with the groove
Oh, oh
Inspired by Kanye West with the groove
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Call me what the ho, ho, ho
talkin crazy, you lose your mind
And if that chucker wanna throw that stack
Well pick it up, HEY, pick it up - you don't know me
But Kanye know my name;
crazy, you lose your mind
And if that chucker wanna throw that stack
Well, pick it up, hey, pick it up, you don't know me
But Kanye know my name, Timbo,
que j'me disperse, j'ai un album à finir d'écrire
Y'a ma maison d'skeud' qui m'presse
J'dois construire une nouvelle Rome en un seul jour comme Kanye
workin' on nigga? (Um, you know, I got Curren$y album)
(And quietly workin' on my album, ya dig?)
Oh, I'm ready to brush my shoulders off and drop my next
to Jamie Foxx and Kanye West's "Slow Jamz"
Been taking it slow, ain't popped a pill in a minute
And sometimes I don't know who by my side 'cause these
Never address me as "Robert" unless it's 'bout that Dinero
Far from a hero, I ain't never savin' hoes
I'm not defined by these clothes, and zeros
It
Been There Done That
I got Respect for the east I got Respect for the West
I got respect for dirty the south
cnd I Been There i Done That
I got
to her
All I did was turn up more women
She know I'm Jordan and Scottie Pippen (yeah)
Every album got no skippin' (ha)
Shorty bad, ain't have no
Wild West Doing good like Kanye
On the block like a lego taking the photos
I got a song called Fenty Michael Barbados
Still on point Michael Jackson
You know I'm Kanye West? I shed my skin, I dumped my wife
I cross my heart cause I'm blessed to be fly
Hands at the chest, prayers to the sky...
Hands
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