[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 catch pneumonia
Cause I'm colder than a elf on a sleigh
Me and Pusha back on it
Now everybody help us pray
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, niggas they can’t find no Yay
See at first they roll around and their bills they cannot pay
So some be trappin' 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, don't know what they gonna say then
Everything I do now stadiums
Tell me what they really gon’ say to him
And I’m headed straight to the ATM
Finna go HAM, nigga, 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
[Hook]
[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
Condo on 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 nothin' to me
Tell ya like Sosa told Tony: “dont you fuck with me”
[Hook]
compositores: TERRENCE THORNTON, JAY JENKINS, KANYE WEST, DEMETRIUS STEWART
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