Lyrics:
Kanye when he crashed
In other word,s I got the hood on smash like I stepped on the gas
Destroyed the front-end, deployed the damn airbags from the dash
reflection
Now it's time for us to toast to your wars
Always remember how much you're worth
You'd better turn off the phone
Cause he will not call you
If you
ceilings fans they don’t love like us but
I know in the end she’s right
But she can just watch us one more time, yeah
And in the morning he’ll just leave
on them niggas you know how they crash
Skrrrt skkrrt uh Ricky Bobby
If I’m not first then I’m last and that’s sloppy
Cup full of dirty had me moving wocky
up
And my tennis ball is stuffed with enough work to fill a tea cup
He opened up his jacket
I opened up my packet
He pulled out his money
I'm pullin'
pocket but aint big enough
I been putting in extra work to run my digits up
They throw dirt on all our names but still be digging us
I was scrapping
To the leaders, knowing damn well, it ain't gonna feed us
In my brain how can you explain, time in D.C.
It's hard enough to live now, in these times of greed
oh
I will pick him up by two
I know there's a lot you gotta do before he goes
How are things, love?
Is the new guy everything, love?
Does it
Everyday just like the last
Poverty and lust
So hateful of the richer man
Because he ain't like us
After the love has gone
How can we carry on?
After
to believe
There is foreveness that we can receive
Even though He died, He lives
Even though our sin nailed Him there
Oh what a love, oh what mercy
He freely
talkin'
Pack
They got us walkin'
No
Pack
Just let her have her say, yeah
No one to love
The girl ain't lyin'
Pack
She's really cryin'
No
the last
Poverty and lust
So hateful of the richer man
Because he ain't like us
After the love has gone
How can we carry on?
After the love has gone
What
a chain
Cah' we black
Imagine now, big gold chain full of rocks
How you no see the whip
Left scars pon' me back
But now we have a big whip
Parked pon'
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin
My music keeps you movin, what are you provin?
You know that I'm two levels above you baby
Hug
Daddy daddy tell me a story of how you took out that wack mc
No daddy, tell them how you beat down that bootlegger
Daddy daddy tell us a story!
scream like Ricky
I love it when she give me head
Make me do the stanky leg
Run up on that nigga yeah
Make him give me all of that
Two shots to the chest
1
suck
Pick em all one by one, cause they all got a strap
Tryin to beat us with the stick and the gat
Lookin at the news and now i see pals
Carlton, koons,
Daddy daddy tell me a story of how you took out that wack mc
No daddy, tell them how you beat down that bootlegger
Daddy daddy tell us a story!
[big
of pain in us, always feel like I'm givin' up
It ain't the same no more, death brought me anger
I'm followed by angels and I got some dyin' love
Soon
His finger's on the button, he wants to kill us all
His ego is enormous, his dick is very small
For someone with such power, he hasn't got a clue
It
I don't want to live without you
Nothings gonna change my love for you
You ought to know by now how much I love you
One thing you can be sure
What the young trend settin musician I be
Got critics givin up the recognition I de-serve
Never bring yo mrs. By me
I'm it I'm it call me mr. I-t
If I
the highest shelf shit
I made all these racks all by myself shit im so selfish
Ricky or the raf idk what i'm stepping out in
Rolling up a joint before i even
echo love, cuz God showed us how,
In His image, here and now
As He is, so we shall be,
People united, forever free
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