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[Hook: Kanye West]
Hey hey hey hey (Okaay!)
Please say you will (hahah, yeah)
For real (Ay, ay)
I pray you will (ay)
[Verse 1]
And they say don't say it 'less you mean it
Back when I was young
I said "I will be the one"
People said they couldn't see it
But on the other hand
There was some sayin I be this
Nigga on top, as soon as you say I'm defeated
T-Pain, they sayin they couldn't believe it
Funny cause now they say the same thing when they see me
The way I spit you would say I was bulimic
And this beat so hard, I had to say I did a remix
Niggas hate
They don't say it but they think it
When you lame
I can't hear what you sayin when you speakin
Another plane, my mother sayin get some sleep in
I can't, I'm livin out what others sayin they dream is
Now the hoes say that I'm conceited
Cause they wanna give me brains
And I say that I don't need it
I'm gettin paid and payin so much attention
To what radios playin and what they sayin in meetin's
I ain't sayin I'm that deep in
But I'm sayin I got my feet in
In a year they gon say I'm Michael Phelps
And you gon think to yourself
Before you jump in that deep end
It was said that my city sleepin
Outta state I had to say what that P meant
"I put on" like Kan said on that Jeezy
Come to where I live the kids say I'm like He-Man
Doin everything that you say I can't
Not a stroke of luck, player
You can say I plan
Tired of sayin shit to make these niggas understand
So I'll be everything that you say I am
Very strange, yes
You niggas too plain, I'm a Taylor Gang Jet
And my lames left
I talk money so I save breath
And niggas say I'm lucky
I say that I'm blessed
[Interlude]
Erry goddamn day...
Yeah, and I work hard too
You know, I ain't just pop up outta nowhere
Been doin this shit
Hahahah
T-G-O-D Boiii
Yeah
(Matter of fact... okay)
[Verse 2]
Hundreds on the mattress
Twenties on the floor
Kids with dirty handguns posted by the door
When I was 14 they used to send me to the store
To bring back blunts
Now I'm the one rollin up
Speakers bump
IPhone plug-in for my truck
E. Knievel, showin you niggas how to stunt
I mess up flows like waves and potholes
West Coast, I fuck hoes and eat Roscoes
Got gold
Wit diamonds in it
All the finest linen
Versace
City tryna lock me (Hahahaha)
That's my Biggie flow right there
I dunno if y'all caught that
That's that Biggie flow though
Yeah, bitch! Khalifa man, 09 star year
Got what you need right here, boy
Quit tryna be somebody and be yourself
Yeah (Hahaha)
And um... I don't know
Just look out for the next one
Bitch
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