World, DJ Khaled!
Yeah, from the dead Like Michael Jackson in red jackets, with in my head Who's white or black, it's a package Get smacked if you said that I'm neck and neck with these square My guest got plantinum plaques, and an air mattress No time for shopping, too busy burnin' you you, learning you Word to Pac, I'm plottin' to you Sure the can occur to you My next album flop, I'm goin pop, like Nelly With dropped on convertible Porsches Born Sinner, not no crosses Might burn a couple bridges, I'm by double digits I gotta do Fightin' depression I'm trying my But everytime I think it I'm cryin' my nigga Cried myself to sleep on thousand dollar I reak of the scent of a that's deep I'm playing for keeps, but you think I'd bounce back They love to hear black nigga count stacks, count
Forty thousand in my (you see it) Another on the way (you see it, ay) I got a fish for a (you see it, uh) Five hundred for the (you see it, ay) I get out the ass (you see it) I thought I'd see the day (you see it, ay) They put a price on my (you see it) But they don't have to pay (you see it, ay) I fell on my knees and yeah I prayed 'Cause heaven a million miles away I dreamed of all the things that I say On day But for now I'm cooking up in kitchen, hells kitchen Nigga fuck you and your fake well Now get out of hells kitchen, hells Tell my story I'm hopin' they'll listen Cooking up in kitchen, hells kitchen Nigga fuck you and your well wishing I get out of kitchen, hells kitchen, one day, hey
Omission's usually, an to guilt Hari yourself, all the way to the hilt You get nothin', no Zip, zero, We don't mention you lames, man I be the fifth There's a Judas in every crew, in a kiss Kiss of death, let's put the rest all to tedious Fucks sake you niggas emanate a feminines nigga when could never relate Nah, cause man you is birds You learn that at bird school, or You that bird food, or somethin' You sick with bird flu, or somethin' That's my word, cause where I turn When folks I known for years, couldn't pronounce my name And me for pics, there's something bout this game It's somethin' for the bitches, it's for the bitches
thousand in my pocket (you see it) Another on the way (you see it, ay) I got a for a dollar (you see it, uh) Five for the Jays (you see it, ay) I get out the ass (you see it) I thought I'd see the day (you see it, ay) They put a price on my (You see it) But they don't have to pay (you see it, ay) I fell on my knees and yeah I prayed 'Cause seems a million miles away I dreamed of all the that I would say On day But for now I'm up in hells kitchen, hells kitchen Nigga fuck you and your fake well Now get out of kitchen, hells kitchen Tell my story I'm just hopin' they'll Cooking up in hells kitchen, hells Nigga fuck you and your fake well I get out of kitchen, hells kitchen, one day, hey