Lyrics:
lies
The tribes of pleasures passing by
They are as hard and cold as ice
They have no time for yesterdays
They need to feel fancy free
But I will hold
Should I make it rain?
Cause I could make it rain
It really ain't no thang
Why you think I came
Pulled up with the gang
Blake Griffin across the way
I want Yeezys for Christmas
A new grill for New Year's
And I wanna be famous
I wanna hear all the cheers
I want Yeezys for Christmas
A new grill for
I want Yeezys for Christmas
A new grill for New Year's
And I wanna be famous
I wanna hear all the cheers
I want Yeezys for Christmas
A new grill for
to be named by You
I just want my privacy, please
Uh, you created the story of My Life
And Mine is a public life
So No
Baal, put the tape on him again
on and this is how yu repay me
Niggas get hit yu point ya finger and blame me
I want the smoke yu better pray yu ain't naked
Cant fuck wit yu no more because I
love
I can do it by myself
I did this music sh*t alone and I don't need no one else
I left the lingo back at home
And the rhymes up on the shelf
If
what's up
He better keep it Crippin, and slip his clip in
Cause these niggas tripping, this is official business
Do the same way, leave no witnesses
walk 'round like she famous
And she don't act out for no man she ain't came with
Girl you been on my mind
Won't be no waste of your time
I can be there
the drop, sittin low, 84s lookin dangerous
My swagga got me in da hood lookin like I was famous
My naked wrist look like it got hit by a couple of paintas
I'm
the drop, sittin low, 84s lookin dangerous
My swagga got me in da hood lookin like I was famous
My naked wrist look like it got hit by a couple of paintas
I'm
friends and twenty seven
By myself and twenty seven
All alone at twenty seven
Found her body and twenty seven
Please pray for me (twenty seven)
Have no
the fire
Burning 'till its inside your brain
Can you feel the fire
Burning like a naked flame
Take your time
One by one
Everybody get burn,
Take
with their ass up
Let me put my cape on, my rubber and my mask up
Not no horror-core shit, this is porno-core
I'm in the club naked man, I'm
My wealth it always comes from above
I just wanna be famous forever
Always loved by my fans wherever
The journey takes me I see it through
To the top,
I'm in the sky flying by in a spaceship
Never touch the ground, betcha I'll be Famous
If you're trying to catch up, then tie your laces
But you'll
these other lil bitches on hoe shit
I could never show them no devotion
Ouuu
I love the way you slow motion
I fuck wit you hard and you know it
You told
(come on, come on, come on)
Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from
In New York (ayy, ah-ha) (uh, yeah)
Concrete jungle (yeah) where dreams
Hey!
"Catchy, huh?
Yeah, I thought you'd enjoy that!
But no time to linger in South America,
For I hear by the sound of the slide guitar,
That it is
Slipped on the condom wrapper, broke her pretty little neck
The burnt-face wife pulled a gun on the dude
Famous last words: "I ain't mean you no
the wild flowers
to the ends of the earth and back into my arms again.
I'll meet you in the milky way looking so famous with the stars.
laid back you with
niggas trippin', this is official business
Do the same way, leave no witnesses
This is that unexpected diss directed, sprayed, covered and protected
the answer is yes
Just get naked
Just get naked
Uh mhm
Normally I would be poetic
But tonight my only goal is make you call me daddy
I'll finger f*ck you
me down
Strip me naked
So profound
People hate it
When the new kid on the block
Is startin to pop
And become famous
Ready or not
I'll beat you
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