[Kanye West] You like that don’t ya. I wrote it myself by the way And I don’t mean to be selfish But I picture myself gettin’ paid And you might get pneumonia I'm colder than an elf on a sleigh Uh, me and Pusha back on it Now everybody help us Pray.
Lord forgive my sins and all my friends Dollars make sense, I’m tryna get paid
[Pusha T] Tryna get saved (too late) Time to get paid Got a gun and a stocking mask Niggas thought I was tryna 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 back end 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 Number one spot you was made for Yeah, I made more Front of the grill, got a racehorse California Crayola ring Glow In The Dark like a ‘Ye tour Fuck niggas steppin’ in my lane for Not knowing that it’s a landmine Soon as a nigga feel a cool breeze Throw the top up like a gang sign Red or blue, crip or blood Solitaires, diamond studs like chandeliers I’ma 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
[Chorus] 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
[Chorus] 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
[Young Jeezy] I got them units packed in that black van like the A-Team Even seen ‘em come two tone like a saleen (saleen) Saleen, Yeah that’s a Mustang Break ‘em down in the night, that's what I call hustlin’ They say they on they dumb shit, but this is ignorance Come to warn the timepiece, now that's 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 nuttin’ to me Tell ya like Sosa told Tony: “don't you fuck with me”
[Chorus] Please Lord, yeah, it’s gettin realer everyday Niggas killin’ niggas, starving acres they can’t find no Yay See they flossin’, roll around and their bills they cannot pay So some be trapped and some be dying, bow heads and let us pray AmenTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
