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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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