Kanye West - Vultures 2 Album Lyrics

[Ty Dolla $ign & Soho]
Pretty girl, all she ever do is take selfies
So she only f*ckin' with a nigga 'cause I'm wealthy
Back when I was broke, I couldn't find no one to help me
Now it ain't a motherf*ckin' thing they can tell me (Get up)
Ye got the rhythm, make the ladies go brazy
Dolla got a stroke, make her wanna have my babies
Wheezy got a baddie on the couch with him right now
If that pussy good, I'ma put her on a flight
On sight, when I see you, it's on sight
When your man ain't lovin' you right, somebody else will
And I might be that somebody else, for real
Tonight, tell him you ain't comin' home tonight
And you won't be alone, no lie
You know I'ma slide, slide, slide (Get up)

[Ty Dolla $ign & Soho]
Slide in, slide in
Would you ride?
Baby, would you ride with me? (Get up)
Slide in, slide in
Would you ride?
Baby, would you ride for me? (Get up)

[Kanye West & Soho]
She know what I like, got me in a twilight
Headed to the high-rise, cruisin' like Eyes Wide Shut (Get up)
But I slide in it like a drive-by
The industry don't like me, tell them pussy niggas likewise (Get up)
They tried to hit me with the cyanide
Nice try (Get up)
If you play with one of my guys, it's gon' be a homicide twice
We gon' paint the city red, it's tie-dye, ask Ty (Get up)
Addicted to the nightlife, jumpin' off a jet, skydive
Your life a movie, mine a sci-fi (Get up)
Told her friends she a ten, I lied
Really, she in the high fives (Get up)
[Ty Dolla $ign & Soho]
Slide in, slide in
Would you ride?
Baby, would you ride with me? (Get up)
Slide in, slide in
Would you ride?
Baby, would you ride for me? (Get up)

[Ty Dolla $ign & Soho]
Baby, would you ride with me? (Get up)
(Get up)
Baby, would you ride with me? (Get up)
(Get up)

You were the only thing that felt like home
How I thought I had it all?
Going through the messages that's stored on my phone
Read questions like
I'm not alone

We was gone off that old potion, hit that slow motion, what you got?
Going rogue, someone left the stove open, we too hot
It was double R, we was Range Rovin' with the rocky Rollie, Rolls-Royce
Ruff Ryder anthem just had dropped, hrr
Reach for the popcorn, oops, that's my cock, hrr
Got my heart broke, I liked that bitch a lot, huh (time)
Time moving slow, I ain't trippin', though
I thought you had to know

Time moving slow
I just thought you had to know
Time moving slow

You were the only thing that felt like home
I thought I had it all
Going through the messages that's stored on my phone
Read questions like
I'm not alone
You were the only thing that felt like-

Time moving slow (time moving slow)
Time moving slow (time moving slow)
Time moving slow (time moving slow)
Enjoy the time moving slow, oh yeah
Enjoy the-

I run it, uh, uh
Mm, mm, mm
Mm, mm, mm
Mm, mm, mm
Mm, mm, mm
Mm, mm, mm
Mm, mm, mm

I can't believe in you niggas, I see through you niggas
Exceeded the limits, took over my story and rewrote the endin', I did
Had to show up and deliver that shit
Had the yacht out on the ocean, I did
Go ahead, cry me a river, you bitch
You tried to bring me to my lowest, I still brought the vision
I see through the blinds
When everyone is, it's a sign of the times
Niggas been fallin' behind
I got some images stuck in my mind
I gotta hit 'em, the perfectest time
We finna get it this time
We goin' bigger this time
Feelin' like Jig' in his prime

Time moving slow
I thought you had to know
Time moving slow
I thought you had to know
Time moving slow
Enjoy the time moving slow, oh yeah

This ain't cheddar, this quiche

Got a bitch to ride a bike
Ride a circus on my bike (Whoa-whoa)
Doin' this syrup to circulate
F*ck her just to make her late
Do it just to rock her life
Take it just to rock her life
Call her just to rock her life
Ride it just like I ride my bike
Take her on a field trip
Take her on a ride (Schyeah)
Take her on a trip (Schyeah)
Take her out her house

Uh, I'm spittin' out venom
The baby not real, it's not in 'em
Send 'em a letter, I kill 'em
Close that boy door, we dismissed him
I done got too high, just a little
And I'm out my mind, just a little
Red Lambo', red Skittles
Double O-5, we criminal
I ain't buy the yacht, bought the missile
Tape on the gun, can't miss 'em
Tape on it
Shake on it, shake on it
Uh, shawty keep f*ckin' my bones
Movin' too fast, 'bout to break somethin'
Shawty keep hidin' my phone
Keep doin' that, I'ma break somethin'
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na, break somethin'

Got a bitch to ride a bike
Ride a circus on my bike (Whoa-whoa)
Doin' this syrup to circulate (Hold up)
F*ck her just to make her late (Hold up)
Do it just to rock her life (Hold up, hold up)
Take it just to rock her life (Hold up, hold up)
Call her just to rock her life (Hold up)
Ride it just like I ride my bike (Hold up, uh-uh)
Take her on a field trip (Uh-uh)
Take her on a ride (Uh-uh)
Take her on a trip (Uh-uh)
Take her out her house (Huh)

Whippin' that Benz like a rental
Two hundred cash, my bitch say I'm mental
Medical plans, I'm all in her dental
We like a dog, I'm fresh out the kennel
Niggas say, "Gas", they rollin' up fennel

Ain't on my level, lil' bitch, don't reach
Always hollerin' 'bout you rich, we riche
This ain't no regular cheddar, this quiche
You ain't outside, I wish it was different (Uh-uh, uh-uh)
You ain't outside, I wish it was different (Uh-uh, uh-uh)

I'm draggin' my nuts, got my dick out in the dirt
Put it right in her butt, got her twerkin' in Turks
That my lil' bitch, she gon' listen to Durk
In the trenches with her feelin' uncomfortable
I was crushin' on you, now I'm f*ckin' on you
Steady bussin' on you, now you love me
Haters gon' say you can just want my lil' paper
But who wouldn't want a nigga with some money?
Dick in her stomach, I make her a bunny
That foreign imported from Saudi Arabia
Like how you riding the dick like a gangster
For Yeezy you can turn my dealer to an angel
My name just shoulda been Ty
'Cause Dolla $ign, give will do it
Got my bitch high as shit, she out of her mind
Bae on the trip, I done took her to Six Flags

Got a bitch to ride a bike
Ride a circus on my bike (Whoa-whoa)
Doin' this syrup to circulate
F*ck her just to make her late
Do it just to rock her life
Take it just to rock her life
Call her just to rock her life
Ride it just like ridin' my bike
Take her on a field trip
Take her on a ride (Schyeah)
Take her on a trip
Take her out her house

[The Inter Milan Ultras:]
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh

[Kanye West:]
I done had too many friends that died
Sometimes I can't believe I'm still alive
She told you I ain't had it, but she lied

Boy, don't play with me, you know I'm fried
Boy, don't play with me, you know I'm fried

She givin' blowjobs and I applied
She said she starvin', order her some fries
Then I ate the breast, then the thighs
Then I gave the rest to the guys
You was typin' crazy out your mind
This is not a typo, we reply
Now you spillin' Type-O, out your side

Boy, don't play with me, you know I'm—
Boy, don't play with me, you know I'm fried

Pray on our enemies when we dine
We just hope the feds take a bribe
Only one gon' walk away when we collide
Twenty thousand dollars, f*ckin' mine
Ten bitches came with Dolla, they all dimes
They offered blowjobs and I applied
They all starvin', order them some fries
Then I lick the breast, then the thighs

Bitch, don't play with me, you know I'm—
Boy, don't play with me, you know I'm fried

[Ty Dolla $ign:]
Ooh, swervin' in the Lamb' off the lot
Five percent the tint with no top
They love me in my city like I'm Pac
Remember when we used to window shop?
Now I just whipped the Porsche to the malls
Ye copped me the chain with the cross
Had to throw some hundos in the wash
Baby, take a seat and take it off
So much ice on me, I can't defrost
Where them at that was sayin' I fell off?

Boy, don't play with me, you know I—
Boy, don't play with me, you know I'm fried

[The Inter Milan Ultras:]
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh

(Buy me shoes)
You better buy me those f*cking shoes
No

She said she leavin' her boyfriend
She wanna meet me at a Ritz-Carlton
She lookin' pretty, she lookin' gorgeous
We makin' love, but we heartless

She want ass-shots (Shots)
Give her face-shots (Face)
Back of the Maybach ('Bach)
Your ho get slayed, yeah
Tryna get saved, yeah
Who am I to hate? Yeah (Yeah, yeah)
I just wanna get paid
Give my ho a brea-ay-ay-ay-ak

I go gravity above the stars, goin' to Mars when I flow
Can't be trippin' off that money, baby, let a nigga go
Gotta get used to this type of service, travelin' through the back door
I just put a bitch on, bought another nigga ho

I just put your bitch on another bitch and hit 'em both
All a sudden, he a friend when I send that bitch a toast
When she want attention, she disguise it as a post
I forgot to mention, she was mine before she yours
She gon' need the coochie like she cake (Cake)
All we do is f*ck, we don't go on dates
I know some young thug GOATS in L.A.
She just wanna pop a pill and go to space (Ayy)

I go gravity above the stars, goin' to Mars when I flow
Can't be trippin' off that money, baby, let a nigga go
Gotta get used to this type of service, travelin' through the back door
I just put a bitch on, bought another nigga ho

When you bring your thot friends, you let everybody know
When you said you're not friends, you let everybody go
Baby girl, hop in, we goin' everywhere but broke
Like we always do it this—

She gon' eat the coochie for promotion
Knock that thing loosely, now she woke
I just kick the cookie out the do'
I'm in all coochie, it ain't my fault
She gon' eat the coochie for promotion
Knock that thing loosely, now she woke
I just kick the cookie out the do'
I'm in all coochie, it ain't my fault

She said she leavin' her boyfriend
She wanna meet me at a Ritz-Carlton
She lookin' pretty, she lookin' gorgeous (Gorgeous)
We makin' love, but we heartless

Like we always do
Like, like we always
Like, like we always do at this time
Like we always do, uh
Like we always
Like we always do at this
Like we always
Like, like we always
Like we always do at this

Neighbors know this shit get out of hand, but they smile
'Cause you been so long without a man
And it won't be, and it won't be long 'til you're out of bands (out of bands)
The only thing you really need is a husband
The only thing you really need is a husband
The only thought you ever need is "I trust him" (I trust him)
All your dreams, all your goals
Is promised with this ring I have in my hands (my hands)
The main thing a nigga got is these plans (plans)
Got a plan for us, got a plan to grow, got a plan for homes
Got a plan for bad times, got a plan for good times
Got a plan for hood times, got a plan for hood crimes
Got a plan for trust, got a plan for lust
Got a plan for Beverly Hills (Hills)
You know that's where they at
You know that's where they at
Beverly Hills (Hills)
You know that's where they at
I don't really wanna go back to that
If I do, I know I'm goin' back to back
Breakin' backs and backs, imagine that
That's so hazardous, so I handle that (handle that)
All you really need is a husband, show you lovin'
Let him touch you, let him rub you, let him hug you
Let him thug you, let him hold you down (hold you down)
All you need is a husband who gon' touch you, who gon' rub you, who gon' hug you
Who gon' kiss you, who gon' miss you with no issue
With no issue, ain't no issue
(And I'm with you)

Look at you, look at you, look at you
Oh, they got you stayin' when them rooms got the lock on the minibar, uh
You gotta get out here, baby
You gotta get out here, baby

She wanna live this lifestyle
She wanna live this lifestyle
She wanna live this lifestyle
She said she ready to go

She said she, she said she, she said she ready
And I start talkin' dirty like I'm Nelly
Give me my lip service like the celly
Codeine and cocaine, that's lips tatted when it's Kelly
Ice up in my veins, old flames tryna melt me
I twist my Taylor spliffs tight at the end like Travis Kelce
Got that BBL, then you put on a couple lbs
BBWs been tryna eat me like I'm healthy
She say she wanna live this lifestyle
This life's a bitch, I make her love her like she dyked out
Oh, right now, you act like you 'bout that life now
Just hope your pussy lips give your pussy a nice smile
Ice on, the money long, wan' pay my lifelong
But if it ain't, it's all gravy like the rice gone
She sittin' on this D like you sittin' on your iPhone
And I'll beat it up to this song like this the fight song
Ooh, child, she want Tunechi, she want Tune' child
But cool down, I'm too classy for them schoolgrounds
Fast life, fast lane, check the gas like
You can't have your cake and eat it too, and I'm the last slice

She wanna live this lifestyle
She wanna live this lifestyle
She wanna live this lifestyle
She said she ready to go
She ready, she ready, she ready
She ready
She ready, she ready, yeah
She say she ready to go

Ooh, import that SLS Miami
She got them cheeks on, I'ma tap it all
This gon' be your theme song, we could take our time
Baby, we won't be long, oh
So forgive me if I cop a little
Got so much ice around my neck, look like a chandelier
She want a nigga that gon' buy her the bag
Lookin' for the baby that gon' know how to act
Remember at that rooftop when I seen you in that black bikini?
Looked to the city, you had never been in a Lamborghini
I'm 'bout to circle back and it won't be too long
She always gon' choose me 'cause I know what she want

She wanna live this lifestyle (Yeah)
She wanna live this lifestyle (Ooh)
She wanna live this lifestyle (Oh yeah)
She said she ready to go
She ready, she ready, she ready (Oh yeah)
She ready
She ready, she ready, yeah (Oh, ooh)
She say she ready to go

Neighbors know this shit get out of hand, but they smile
'Cause you been so long without a man
And it won't be, and it won't be long 'til you're out of bands
You better buy me those f*ckin' shoes
The only thing you really need is a husband (Husband)
The only thing you really need is a husband (Husband)
The only thought you ever need is, "I trust him" (I trust him)
All your dreams, all your goals (Dreams, your goals)
It's promised with this ring I have in my hands (My hands)
The main thing a nigga got is these plans (Plans)
Got a plan for us, got a plan to grow
Got a plan for homes, got a plan for bad times
Got a plan for good times, got a plan for hood times
Got a plan for hood crimes, got a plan for trust
Got a plan for lust, got a plan for Beverly Hills (Hills)
You, you know that's where they at (Where they at)
Uh, uh, uh, you know that's where they at (Where they at)
Got a plan for Beverly Hills (Hills)
You know that's where they at (Where they at)
I don't really wanna go back to that (Back to that)
If I do, I know I'm going back to back (Back to back)
Breakin' backs and bags, imagine that
That's the half of this
So I handle that (I handle that)
All you really need is a husband
Show you love and let him touch you
Let him rub you, let him hug you
Let him thug you, let him hold you down (Down)
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
All you need is a husband who gon' touch you
Who gon' rub you, who gon' hug you
Who gon' kiss you, who gon' miss you with no issue
With no issue, ain't no issue
Ain't no issue (Issue)

It may not mean nothin' to y'all
But understand nothing was done for me
So I don't plan on stoppin' at all
I want this shit forever, mane, ever, mane, ever, mane
I'm shuttin' shit down in the mall
And tellin' every girl she the one for me
And I ain't even plannin' to call
I want this shit forever, mane, ever, mane, ever, mane

Last name Ever, first name Greatest
Like a sprained ankle, boy, I ain't nothin' to play with
Started off local, but thanks to all the haters
I know G-IV pilots on a first name basis
In your city faded off the brown, Nino
She insists she got more class, we know
Swimmin' in the money come and find me, Nemo
If I was at the club you know I balled, chemo
Dropped the mixtape, that shit sounded like an album
Who'd have thought a country wide tour'd be the outcome?
Labels want my name beside a X, like Malcolm
Everybody got a deal, I did it without one
Yeah, nigga, I'm about my business
Killin' all these rappers, you would swear I had a hit list
Everyone who doubted me is askin' for forgiveness
If you ain't been a part of it, at least you got to witness
Bitches

It may not mean nothin' to y'all
But understand nothing was done for me
So I don't plan on stoppin' at all
I want this shit forever, mane, ever, mane, ever, mane
I'm shuttin' shit down in the mall
And tellin' every girl she the one for me
And I ain't even plannin' to call
I want this shit forever, mane, ever, mane, ever, mane

Ever-ever, Mr. West is in the building
Ain't no question who about to kill 'em
I used to have hood dreams, big fame, big chains
I stuck my dick inside this life until that bitch came
I went hard all fall like the ball teams
Just so I can make it rain all spring
Y'all seen my story, my glory
I had raped the game young, you can call it statutory
When a nigga blow up they gon' build statutes for me
Old money, Benjamin Button, "What?" nothin'
Now it's super bad chicks givin' me McLovin
You would think I ran the world like Michelle's husband
You would think these niggas know me when they really doesn't
Like they was down with the old me, no you f*ckin' wasn't
Um, you're such a f*ckin' loser
He ain't even go to class, Bueller
Trade the Grammy plaques just to have my granny back
'Member she had that bad hip like a fanny pack?
Chasin' the stardom would turn you to a maniac
All the way in Hollywood and I can't even act
They pull their cameras out and goddamn, he snap
I used to want this thing forever, y'all can have it back

It may not mean nothin' to y'all
But understand nothing was done for me
So I don't plan on stoppin' at all
I want this shit forever, mane, ever, mane, ever, mane
I'm shuttin' shit down in the mall
And tellin' every girl she the one for me
And I ain't even plannin' to call
I want this shit forever, mane, ever, mane, ever, mane

Okay, hello, it's the Martian, Space Jam Jordans
I want this shit forever, wake up and smell the garden
Fresher than the harvest, step up to the target
If I had one guess, then I guess I'm just New Orleans
And I will never stop like I'm runnin' from the cops
Hopped up in my car and told my chauffeur, "To the top"
Life is such a f*ckin' roller coaster then it drops
But what should I scream for? This is my theme park
My minds shine even when my thoughts seem dark
Pistol on my side, you don't wanna hear that thing talk
Let the king talk, check the price and pay attention
Lil Wayne, that's what they gotta say or mention
I'm like Nevada in the middle of the summer
I'm restin' in the lead, I need a pillow and a cover
Shh, my foot's sleepin' on the gas
No brake pads, no such thing as last, uh

It may not mean nothin' to y'all
But understand nothing was done for me
So I don't plan on stoppin' at all
I want this shit forever, mane, ever, mane, ever, mane
I'm shuttin' shit down in the mall
And tellin' every girl she the one for me
And I ain't even plannin' to call
I want this shit forever, mane, ever, mane, ever, mane

There they go, packin' stadiums as Shady spits his flow
Nuts they go, Macadamian, they go so ballistic, whoa
He can make them look like bozos
He's wonderin' if he should spit this slow
F*ck no, go for broke, his cup just runneth over, oh no
He ain't had him a buzz like this since the last time that he overdosed
They've been waitin' patiently for Pinocchio to poke his nose
Back into the game and they know
Rap will never be the same as befo'
Bashin' in the brains of these hoes
And establishin' a name as he goes
The passion and the flame is ignited
You can't put it out once we light it
This shit is exactly what the f*ck I'm talkin' about when we riot
You dealin' with a few true villains
Who stand inside of the booth, truth spillin'
And spit true feelings
Until our tooth fillings come flyin' up out of our mouths, now rewind it
Payback, motherf*cker for the way that you doubted me, how's it taste?
When I slap the taste out your mouth
With the bass so loud that it shakes the place
I'm Hannibal Lecter, so just in case you're thinkin' of savin' face
You ain't gonna have no face to save
By the time I'm through with this place, so Drake

It may not mean nothin' to y'all
But understand nothing was done for me
So I don't plan on stoppin' at all
I want this shit forever, mane, ever, mane, ever, mane
I'm shuttin' shit down in the mall
And tellin' every girl she the one for me
And I ain't even plannin' to call
I want this shit forever, mane, ever, mane, ever, mane

Mm
Mm

Ayy, you know me, I'm the bomb
Bomb, bomb, bomb (Yeah)
I'm the— I'm the—
I'm the— I'm the—
Bomb (Yeah)
And you know me, I'm the bomb
Bomb, bomb, bomb
I'm the— I'm the—
I'm the— I'm the—
Bomb (Yeah)
Ohayougozaimasu
Kon'nichiwa
Ohayougozaimasu
Kon'nichiwa
Watashi no na ma e wa nousu-chan (Oh)
Watashi no na ma e wa nousu-chan (Oh)
And you know me, I'm the bomb
Bomb, bomb, bomb (Yeah)
I'm the— I'm the—
I'm the— I'm the— (I know, I know)
Bomb (Yeah)
And you know me, I'm the bomb
Bomb, bomb, bomb
I'm the— I'm the—
I'm the— I'm the—
Bomb (Oh)
Ohayougozaimasu (Oh)
Kon'nichiwa (Oh)
Ohayougozaimasu (Oh)
Kon'nichiwa (Oh, oh)
Watashi no na ma e wa nousu-chan (Oh)
Watashi no na ma e wa nousu-chan (Oh)
(Oh)
Mm, mm
Oh, oh

It's Chicago, you know I'm the one
I like to have fun
I like to go to the beach
I like the sun
You know which one
I only wave when I'm telling them bye (Oh)
(Bye, bye, bye)
I said
(Bye, bye, bye)
Goodbye (Oh)
Chi-chi
What are you about?
Because
Chi-chi out
Chi-chi out
Chi-chi out
I like to have fun all day, day, day-day-day (Oh)
There's only one thing to do
It is pray
P-p-pray (Oh)

[Young Thug]
(SEX)

[Young Thug]
Big-booty bitch, I know who paid for it, yeah (Big-booty bitch, I know who paid for it)
Big-booty bitch, I know who paid for it (Big-booty bitch, I know who paid for it)
Rock the Audemars Piguet, you ain't on no sad shit (Rock the Audemars Piguet, rock the Audemars Piguet)
If you say your grace, I'll get your ass fixed, yeah
Diamonds, they jump out a Rolls (Rolls)
Stay way too hot, want some froze (Yeah)
When I'm rockin' drug addict clothes, yeah, huh
Peanut butter guts from the inside
We goin' for a bite up to hibachis
Molly came white like a Mentos, Mentos
I don't do credit, I don't do credit
Shut up, bitch, shine my necklace (Shut up)
Playin' with the blocks like Tetris (Yeah)
Over onе-fifty got my dentures (My denturеs)
Are you tyin' ties with all your women? (Are you tyin' ties with all your)
Keep your dogs strapped down, they be reckless (Yeah, yeah)
Audemars bust down and it's speckless (Oh, yeah)
No complainin' that they calling me the bestest (Yeah)
Presi' cut, bust down bro necklace (Bust down)
I ain't tellin' no reason to disguise it (Woah)
I done seen it and turned my eyes (On God)
Tell your main ho a thousand lies (Hah)
Told my main ho the truth, that's on slime (On God)
I'm a Leo, I got nine lives (Huh)
Bounty hunters when we come for your life (Woo)
If you wan' see me succeed (What?)
Gotta tell me everything that I need (Need)
Malcolm X, told the guys how to read (And what?)
Like it dirty, but I'm havin' cheese (Woo)
I got a bitch in Belize (I got a bitch in Belize)
Might be pregnant and this ain't a tease (Might be pregnant and this ain't a tease)
I was tellin' my slime not to leave (I was tellin' my slime not to leave)
Too much money to be in the streets, yeah (Let's go)
[Kanye West]
Too much money to be in the streets
Too much money to spend all on me
Too much hate and not enough love
Free Larry, free Young Thug
Free Larry, free Young Thug

[Kanye West]
Back on road, go get in that mode (Mode)
Shit that they been on (On), low vibrational
I'm on vibranium, claws, they titanium
You know we is alien, land at SoFi stadium
I feel like Usain or somethin', I been on a crazy run
If you got the cake and buns, you gon' have to save me some
This one here for YSL, I ain't talkin' Saint Laurent
Too ahead, we way upfront
Throw my name, y'all play too much
Been this way, I'm way too up

[Kanye West]
Too much money to be in the streets
Too much money to spend all on me
Too much hate and not enough love
Free Larry, free Young Thug
Free Larry, free Young Thug
Too much money to be in the streets
Too much money to spend all on me
Too much hate and not enough love
Free Larry, free Young Thug
[Kanye West]
While we at it, free Meech
I'm the owner, this shit not a lease
I go ghost and I get out of reach
'Cause I gotta protect my peace
They say to trust the process
But all I trust is me
'Cause all I trust is
I gotta go tell 'em I said, "God bless"
Holy water, take me to the river
Holy Father, forgive me for my sins
Holy water, holy water, holy water
Free all my friends, protect my sons, protect my daughters

[Ty Dolla $ign, Charlie Wilson, The Inter Milan Ultras & Leon Bridges]
Woah
Take me to your river
I wanna go (Now)
But please let me know
Take me to your river
I wanna go (Now)
But please let me know
Take me to your river
I wanna go

[530]

[Swsh]
Baby, yeah
Woah, baby, who pick up when you call?
Yeah, yeah

[Kanye West]
5:30, the car missin'
No text backs or call misses, I feel like we all victims
Docks is gettin' long
Drunk textin', I should not do Patrón

I hop on the phone, turn the music up, got in my zone
Drunk textin', I should probably sue Patrón
Had to do wrong order to do you right
You gotta go through it order to give advice
It's the price of the litty nights, I know the liquor hittin'
Why when somebody break your heart, it help fix your vision?
If you fall in love with a demon or a diva
Pray your soulmate got a soul when you meet her
The crystal ball couldn't tell me if they'll leave again
Problems too extra large to share with a medium
We fight not for flesh and blood on this level
And devil's advocate is advocatin' for the devil
And love is all drainin' and, stop, it's all fadin'
We used to be secretive but now it's all blatant
It's all just lost, ain't it? Watchin' it all cave in
We the topic of conversation
[Kanye West]
5:30, the car missin'
No textin', just call missin'
We fight and you won't listen
You right, we both trippin'

[Kanye West]
It's game time, matter fact, it's Ye time
The past year been a strange time
Visitations on FaceTime
And who gon' break who's heart first? Always just breaks mine
Looking for blessings that God'll hand me
I'm tryna just raise the family, somebody should raise the nanny
I'm tryna leave you alone
But that last text was courtesy of Patrón

[Kanye West]
5:30, the car missin'
Emotions is all distant
No texts, just calls missin'
We fight and you won't listen
You right, we both trippin'

[Dear Summer]

[Ty Dolla $ign]
Barely holdin' on
Barely holdin' on, oh
Barely holdin' on
I'm barely holdin' on
[Kanye West]
5:30, the car missin'
Is this what you call distance?
Want some in a glass prison
Duh-duh, 'fore our last visit

[Kanye West]
That does it, woah, well, that did it
That gets it, no, that did it
Mad with it, I thought that we had did it
Everybody want too much of us, everybody except for us
I don't know what's left of less, run away with nothing less
Tryna write what's left of us, tryna write what's left of us
Runnin' off with nothin' else, wanna know what the writer does
Everything they said it was, everything they read it was
I don't know how bad it was, I don't know how I forget it does
I don't know how I forget it does
You know it was, you know it is, you know the kid
You know we did and I owe with this
Owe with this, I'ma go with it, I'ma go with it and I go with it
Know I'm finna go with it, I throw with it and we goin' in
Huh-fuh, from the whole in, duh-duh, goin' up with the thunder
And I can't take it, I can't take it
You a fake bitch
You don't really love Ye, go listen to Drake, bitch
You don't live with those songs, what it take, bitch
Go listen to Lil Baby, go listen to Future, bitch
Go soft, you don't think about your future, bitch
Don't sa-fah-na-da, I'm new with this
Da-da, na-dana, goin' through with this
Pa-da-la, fa-na-dan, don't think this
Can't fa-fa-na-da for you fake bitch
You don't really love Ye, go listen to Drake, bitch
Young Thug, Thug, Gunna Wunna, do to bitch
Listen to Lil Baby, listen to Future, bitch
Bo-summa-thunna temper for a fugitive
Wunna-tunna-dunna-dunna, and I don't love hoes
You don't love Ye, you love Moneybagg Yo
I done signed at where you signed it, what he bad for? What he mad for?
You a fake bitch
Don't listen to me, you don't— go listen to Drake, bitch
Listen to Lil Baby, go listen to Future, bitch
But if I'ma nunna-dunna for your future, bitch
And I hope your baby daddy was a fugitive
And I hope you sanna-danna when you lose the kids
And I hope you, danna-danna do with this
[Kanye West]
These last words were untrue
This last text 'cause Patrón
Did I start something through?
No heartbreak, I break through

[Future]
Yeah
F*ckin' on a IG model, when I get through, I'm kickin' her out, she dead
She dead now, shit over (ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)
Oh, yeah, yeah
Yeah

F*ckin' on a IG model, when I get through, I'm kickin' her out, she dead (Dead, dead, dead, dead)
None of my opps ain't poppin' outside 'cause if they do, they dead (Dead, dead, dead, dead)
Young nigga iced out in a new drop-top, lookin' like I'm ridin' in a bobsled (Dead, dead, dead, dead)
I can't be playin' with thеse diamonds (Dead, dead)
I can't bе playin' with this money, no way (Dead, dead)

[Ty Dolla $ign & Lil Durk]
Ooh, yeah
My new bitch a whole mood, yeah
The top floor nice, I'ma move here
F*cked all her friends, she got two left
Ayy, in my robe, I'm the new Hef'
I'm a dog, I DM my ex
She rockin' clothes from five days ago
It's gettin' cold, you need a different coat (Brr)

[Lil Durk & Future]
Brodie OD'd off the Xan, I hope my bitch understand (Dead, dead, dead)
I put the switch on a ten (Dead)
This ain't no regular McLaren, Freddy (Dead, dead)
Bitch, get your feet out the bed (Dead, dead)
I'm off these drugs, I don't mean what I'm sayin'
I know a killer who forcin' my hand
Paid him in cash
Six carat earrings, won't hear what you sayin'
Fly to Saint Barts, put your feet in the sand (Dead, dead)
Why you run off and I gave you a ten? (Dead, dead)
Gave her a Lamb', might bury a Benz (Dead, dead)
Bitch, I'm a dog, I'll marry ya friend (Dead, dead)
Baccarat aura, I'm rubbin' it in (Dead, dead)
Bitch, you look poor, you don't got a man (Dead, dead)
F*ck while she sore, she pee in the bed (Dead, dead)
Her faja be liftin', I f*ck her again (Dead, dead)
Went on my live and I upped a mill'
Heard you be lyin', did you f*ck her for real?
Butterfly nervous, put her on Chanel
Hold up the line 'cause she posed to Amiri
She want two-hundred, I gave her a nickel
I took a pic with a switch in the mirror
[Future]
F*ckin' on a IG model, when I get through, I'm kickin' her out, she dead (Dead, dead, dead, dead)
None of my opps ain't poppin' outside 'cause if they do, they dead (Dead, dead, dead, dead)
Young nigga iced out in a new drop-top, lookin' like I'm ridin' in a bobsled (Dead, dead, dead, dead)
I can't be playin' with these diamonds (Dead, dead)
I can't be playin' with this money, no way (Dead, dead)

[Future]
But I'm still in the Lamb' on a Tesla
But I'm still in the Lamb', yeah, yeah
Still goin' ham, my hitters Muslim
They still goin' ham, yeah, yeah
Drop 'em and hit 'em, and pull 'em, and pay 'em
Ain't with the fraud and I ain't with the scams
Tyson breakin' shit down for the fam'
Aim with no cap, but I ride with the brims
Custom interior, came with the him
Cook up the yay', make it jump out the gym
Cook up the yay', make it jump out the gym
Cook up the yay', make it jump out the gym
Cook up the yay', make it jump out the gym
Cook up the yay', make it jump out the gym
Cook up the yay', make it jump out the gym

[Kanye West]
Twenty the new thirty, but you still thirty
Every time you f*ck him, why you feel dirty?
Put you on the team, gave you a new jersey
Met you in New York, drove you to New Jersey
You don't need to work, girl, you too pretty
You the reason why your friends bought new titties
You know what's comin' next, you gotta move with me
Found out you f*cked a nigga that was cool with me
When they seen us on the 'net, yeah, dude hit me
How you ain't got no business, but you too busy?
'Fore your homegirl got that work done, she charge two-fifty
All I ever wanted was you to be true with me
House up in the hills like Drew, with me
Same house back in school that you drew with me
We both make mistakes, but is you with me?
You know I'm crazy, but you crazy glued to me
[Kanye West]
You know I'm crazy, but you crazy glued to me
You know I'm crazy, but you crazy glued to me
You know I'm crazy, but you crazy glued to me

[Kanye West]
Forever rollin'
Forever rollin'
Forever rollin'
Forever rollin'

Took nothin' to somethin', I took the time out to
Let 'em divide us, to strugglin' and they never found out who
I call the vision in Saudi, it's like a hide-out
I make a move in the mornin', f*ck it, let's ride out
Them Lamborghinis be skridin' on any corner
Ain't really nothin' I ain't had, nigga, you know I ain't lyin'
"Keep your money in front you," I had to tell the lil' homie
You stop believin' these hoes, you had the time of your life
Mask on out in public like you ain't nеver know him
Pills turn 'em to zombies, now thеy forever rollin'
How many times you ain't want 'em, then they tell you what you gonna do?
Had to dip off from London, I had too many that night
F*ck your favorite rapper, his number ain't even numbers
F*ck your latest designer, this that new Yeezy come-up
Platinum cars turn milk chocolate to peanut butter
Niggas claimin' they called me, ain't even had my number
In the midst of the storm and you see me stuntin' on 'em
He gon' handle that for you, now you forever owe him
F*ck the head of the company, I'm the better owner
Y'all put hurdles in front of me with bananas on 'em
Then you wonder why a ape'll go bananas on 'em
Protect your head from this burn, like it's tannin' lotion
See, we started off hustlin', then we ended up ballin'
I had to follow my callin', now we forever rollin'

[Ty Dolla $ign]
Forever rollin'
Forever rollin'
Forever rollin'
Forever rollin'

[Lil Baby & Ty Dolla $ign]
Why you always act like you want me to come and jack you up?
Never gon' be you against the world 'cause I'ma back you up
You know why we stand there, bro, the cap ain't nothin'
I was on my last and I can't ask for nothin'
They get on yo' ass soon as I press the button
It ain't no comparison, I'm one of one
I pray God amputate my legs if I was to ever run
Youngins doin' shit I don't condone, but I still pay they bond
I don't f*ck with dog, but I look out for mom, though
Bro need a spot, I let 'em play the condo
I know that I'm that, but I still play it humble
Said you had my back but you ain't never come through
Told you to go back 'cause I didn't really want you
Beg me to come back, you know I always come through
Tell me where you gon' run to
You tell it your way, I tell mine, but it's only one truth
Damned if I don't, even sometime, even damned if I do
Had somebody knew what we talk about, that shit lame too
All we ever had was the block, bro, we damn near raised each other
Never let 'em break up the gang, we gotta stay together
However I see that they plan it, I'ma play it better
You know that we all that we got, so we gotta stay together
Sayin' "Free 'em" ain't doin' nothin', you love 'em, send 'em letters
Know I'm going over the top for you, I'll pay whatever
Ain't no stoppin', I'm all in, you know I gotta get 'em
The world got a whole lot to offer, you got to live a little
Some shit I can't figure out and I'll probably never get it

[Kanye West]
Forever rollin'

[Ty Dolla $ign]
Ooh, child, things are gonna get easier
Ooh, child, things will get brighter

[Ty Dolla $ign & Desiigner]
Said it's my year, know it's my year, my year (Oh)
Can we fly, yeah? We can fly, yeah, high yeah (We can fly)
Build a city in the sky, yeah, sky, yeah
In the sky, yeah, in the sky, yeah, sky, yeah (Git! git!)
We just fly, yeah (Woo!), we just fly yeah, fly yeah (Git, git, fly, yeah)
Build a city, in the sky, yeah, sky, yeah (Oh)

[Ty Dolla $ign]
Oh, it's always lovely in your company, I'll be
Oh, it's always lovely in your company, I'll leave you lonely (Your company)
Oh, it's always lovely in your company, I'll be (Oh, no, no)
Oh, it's always lovely in your company (Oh, no, no)

[Ty Dolla $ign & Desiigner]
Said it's my year, know it's my year, my year (Oh)
Can we fly, yeah? We can fly, yeah, high, yeah (We can fly)
Build a city in the sky, yeah, sky, yeah
Said it's my year, know it's my year, my year (Oh)

[Kanye West]
Out of the body, uh, jewelry is gaudy, um
Serious society, my spirit is Godly
I'm buildin' a buildin' where children can lobby
So we can make billions from buildin' a hobby
I really fly private just, me and a pilot
I'm runnin' for presi', um, "deez nuts" on the ballot, yeah
Bein' exotic, my genes is robotic
They bought us like slaves and uh, sold us like product
I bought a factory, pickin' the cotton
Bought a factory, sent 'em to college
He made it already with nothin' to lose
And free attitude with nothin' to prove
We goin' crazy, I got the juice
Playin' them dead to get out the noose
I don't need your point-of-views
I can't hear you at this altitude
And they steady sayin' that I'm brute
I be rude if I don't come beat the shit out you

[070 Shake & Ty Dolla $ign]
And if we die, yeah, then we die, yeah, ah, yeah
We can fly, yeah, we can fly, yeah, ah, yeah
In the night, yeah, in the night, yeah, ah, yeah
In the night, in the night
Oh, no, it's always lovely in your company
In the night, serenity all in the city (Oh)
Oh, it's always lovely in your company
Leave me alone in the night when I'm all in the city

[Desiigner, Ty Dolla $ign, & 070 Shake]
In the sky, yeah, in the sky, yeah, sky, yeah
We just fly, yeah, we just fly yeah, fly, yeah (Fly, yeah)
Build a city in the sky, yeah, the sky, yeah

[The-Dream & Kid Cudi]
Just, we're building in the sky
A world for you and I (Oh)
Let those angels in me fly high (Ayy, oh)
Ooh, we're building in the sky
A brand new world for you and I (Ayy, oh)
Let the angels in me fly high (Oh)
Oh, I hope I never fall weary
Help me levitate my pain (Ooh)
Oh, good heaven, sing to me, to me (Ooh)
Let me outsoar my faith
Let me outlast the shame (Ooh)
At the same time, don't change a thing, a thing

[ Jeremih]
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh

[Ty Dolla $ign]
Won't be gettin' sleep tonight and I'm cryin' as I write this
Prayin' for my brother locked up, fightin' fires
My heart goes out to all the daughters missin' God and fathers
Never seen they loved ones 'cause they're prisoners fightin' fires
Oh, and I might be biased, but I feel God standin' by us
And the prisoners fightin' fires, oh, yeah
And I might be biased, but my soul needs you, Lord
Oh, God, please come take control

[Kanye West & Todd Rundgren]
What if I start off the track, hum the beginnin'
F*cked up the middle part and mumble the endin'?
It just feels bеtter in my humble opinion
Much more n-words, but humblе beginnings
When I act like the n-word, somebody get injured
That's why we stay in court and go to the pen' for it
Before I forget, let me go get a pen for it
Cancel culture, before I get censored
All I really meant for is you to get mentored
Before we get sentenced, before we get sent for
Remember this sentence, remember repentance
Only God can judge me, GDs and Vice Lords
Over in Danville, Stateville, Taylorville, Menard
Jacksonville, Pontiac, Pinckneyville
We mass targeted, mass marketed
Mass incarceration, mass in police stations
Mass incorporated, f*ck Adidas (My soul)

[Big TC]
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
I know, I know
Ah-ah, oh, no, no, no, no, no
Yeah

The struggle is real, gotta face it
My freedom so close, I can taste it
Make money, got bills, so I chase it
But stay on my Deen, 'cause without it, I'm faithless
They promise they with you, they lies
They just want what you got and they try
All alone with nobody beside
You sit there and cry, just wishin' you'd die
Know this life is a test, tryna pass it
With my face on the ground in the Masjid
You got questions, so you better ask 'em
'Cause time wait for no one, it comes and it passes
Under pressure, attack on me daily
Love my mama, she tried, couldn't save me
Gave me tools to survive through this crazy
Fear nothing but God, and be good to your lady
Wait on tears and no one understands
It's predestined and God got a plan
One thing I know, he made me a man
He gave me two legs on the ground on to stand
To my wifey, baby, you so fine
Proud to say to the world, yeah, you mine
You stood by me through all the hard times
You pushed the line, you pushed the line
I, I can feel your light up on me
Keep shinin' your light up on me
Shine your light, just shine up on me
I can feel your light, oh