Tell The Vision
Kanye West, Pop Smoke, Pusha T
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Trippin' Wildin' on television You could Still see a nigga tell the vision Pimpin' (pimpin') Boy, these boys, pimpin' Different, yeah These boys, boys "Pop was here last week He was talkin' about Brooklyn and the place Brooklyn was at How they were really like, thriving right now Or he was, you know He was tryna, pull people up with him And he wasn't even to where he was 'bout to be He just was trying to, he was trying to get there I mean, he was on his, he was well on his way Um, it's just tragic Twenty years old, rest in peace God bless Pop Smoke" Look, nigga, we made it (grrt, woo, baow) Nigga, we made it, we made it (woo) Nigga, we made it (woo) Thank God that I made it (grrt, baow) Nigga, we made it, we made it (woo) Look, mama, I made it (grrt) Look, I remember the days Same fit for a week straight I used to eat fifty-cent cake Now, it's Philippe's It's Philippe's for the steak And hella thots up in the Wraith I can't wife that thot Tell that bitch, "Get out of my face" We killed your big brother We killed your little brother Now, it's Philippe's It's Philippe's for the steak And hella thots up in the Wraith Said I hop in a Lamb' and skrrt off I spent fifty up in Bergdorf I got shit you never heard of Buy it, I don't care what it cost, no And I always keep a pole, rain, snow I did a hunnid on a probe If you droppin' a Woo, we come where you live Glock 9, infrared Pull up, and empty the clip, woo Dread had the strap all summer In the Floss movin' reckless Please do not play wit' me Nigga, I keep a K wit' me Look, nigga, we made it (grrt, woo, baow) Nigga, we made it, we made it (woo) Nigga, we made it (woo) Thank God that I made it (grrt, baow) Nigga, we made it, we made it (woo) Look, mama, I made it (grrt) Nigga, we made it Huh? We come from the trenches, nigga Trap, trap (woo) Same fit for a week straight (grrt) You know what I'm sayin'? Fifty-cent cake, now, we eatin' Philippe's steak (hahahaha) Look, Tyler got the album of the year, for now But Pop about to drop, I see the platinum in the clouds Now Push about to drop, so real trappers stick around The crown is only for the king, they tryna place it on a clown I declare war, nickname "He Sell Raw" Different city, same ghetto, bring the Woos on tour Push start, drop top, 812, two-door Baby Rover, Benz, Coupe, bitch, you gotta choose yours How can I not? Woo, how can I not? When a brick is thirty-six, bitch, how could I stop? These Richard Milles are one-of-one, shit, how could I watch? We made it, we made it, whether you like it or not Look, nigga, we made it (grrt, woo, baow) Nigga, we made it, we made it (woo) Nigga, we made it (woo) Thank God that I made it (grrt, baow) Nigga, we made it, we made it (woo) Look, mama, I made it (grrt)
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Written by: Angie Martinez, Bashar Barakah Jackson, Isaac De Boni, Jahmal Gwin, Jalil Peraza, Kanye Omari West, Luke Doyley, Michael Mule, Ricardo Lamarre, Samuel Jackson, Steven William Victor, Terrence Thornton, Thomas Anthony Whitfield
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