Lyrics:
the Tims, keep your bread
And live good, East coast West coast worldwide
All my playas in the hood stay fly
And if your ballin let me hear you say right
no worries all it did was sharpen up my sword
To chop em up like I'm Kanye West on some older beats, get to soul speak
Like I got the gospel from
flesh
Draco cave in yo chest
The glocky came with breast
I'm sitting high inside my nest so high you think I'm blessed
Oh yes I feel like Kanye West I
the same about him
Y'all had some time to sink in
Hey Zach, this song is too long
If you don't like it, hit skip
And go put on some other playlist made by
Somebody throw a record deal bitch I got value
Somebody throw a record deal, I got that style ohh
Kanye west , no one man should have all that power
Just
on my chest
This the best of the best
Attitude on kanye west give a fuck if a nigga feel pressed
I guess it just was time for it
I grinded for this shit
how it really should be done
There's none cool bout most rappers today, they blend in as one, uh
Drake, he's shit, Kanye West, he's shit too
Just my
understand what it might be (Uh)
Every single album I did went diamond
(Diamond) biggest in the world, tryna be me
Keep tryin' (Tryin')
Kanye West ended
bitch down
Like we demolition, we blow up yo town
King of my city I'm wearing the crown
We throw up that "M" when them Members around
Bro got a Tec it
happenin'? White boys shootin' up a church
What's happenin'? My nigga 2-2 just got some work
What's happenin'? You can get it if you got it, nigga
But I
getting played out
I wish Kanye West woulda met Credo Mutwa (a mo tsenye verstaan)
Eish, akare kea mona ka Maybach ko Kuruman
(You ain't got
that you never loved
We are the ones that will never grow up
We're just some kids from the west end
Woah, woah, woah
We are the voices you never
the West Coast
To my peoples, if you hear me, where you at, throw your gloves in the
air
And wave ?em like you just don't care
From L.A. to the Bay, what
hairs on your chest
How's that gonna look on your silicone breasts
Oh
You don't got none
I guess you gotta wait 'til I get some
ha ha ha
I'm like
gonna die tonight, ah ah
Kanye West is gonna die tonight, ah ah
Tyler The Creator is gonna suffer, tonight, some shit
I don't really give a mane, yeah
You
trying to figure out how many grams I'm a chop
Family or not, some niggas making plans with the cops
Trying to figure how to make this animal stop
Who
boards and we’ll both go
If it don’t snow then we won’t go, we’ll just sit home and make Cocoa
Sidebar: You guys like Kanye West?
I do, he’s up there
a God high
Back woods
Good good
New Kush
Burning Bush
9/11
Blame Bush
Ughhhh
That was a God Sigh
Kanye West betrayed himself
That's how a God dies
I
a body
Throw it out and buy another chrome
(Uh, huh) drive-bys broad day
That's what the fuck I'm on (Brr)
Silencer on the MAC I use (Doot, doot)
BET
All the Bottle poppin
Patron we rockin
(Kanye West)
uh uh uh uh yeah
Me and Cass got flows til the beat run out
I told you muthafuckers before we in
hoes, y'all made 'em stars
Fuck your money, fuck your cars
Nigga, spit some hot bars
Wack motherfuckers out here tryna bust
You can trust me they are not
for p and Paul
Change my name from Saul to Paul
Let the God of kanye west too give me a song
(not Calvin).
And this is West Hollyweird...
1ST VERSE
West Hollywood, I’m feelin’ good,
Hagging it up with my friends,
(Hag!)
The Abbey’s so lit in my
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