[Intro]
Aye yo CyHi what the f** bro?
We've been waiting for your damn album for years man
What the f** is Kanye doing
How about you get the f** up and get something done
Drop that sh**
If I were you I'd stop being a little b**h
Grab an AK, load that sh** up, get out there and drag Kanye's a** out
[Sample]
Drag me down, not a lot of people left around
Who knows now, softly laying on the ground
[Verse 1]
Hey Ye, do you know what it feel like
To really be signed to you in real life?
Have you ever wrote a song
And you know you about to say something wrong but you still right?
I hope when I'm done that we still tight
But why wasn't I on the cover of the Complex?
You must've seen what I did to Funk Flex
Ya I showed my n***a but I'm coming after Sean next
Sit the f** down Mr. West, I ain't done yet
While you're in your little Lambo on Sunset
I'm riding with a gun next to me
And it sounds like a little boy playing with a drum set
And it hold a hundred rounds
Cause when you come around n***as quick to gun you down
You'll be found on the other side of town somewhere, n***a
(Softly laying on the ground)
Get the f** up
[Hook]
In my life I have seen people walk into the sea
Just to find memories plagued by constant misery
Their eyes cast down fixed upon the ground
Their eyes cast down fixed upon the ground
In my life
[Verse 2]
Welcome to Def Jam
OK, everybody on the f**ing floor
You and you by the double doors
That was three shots and it holds 15
So that means I got a dozen more
Now that everybody's on one accord
I'ma tell you what I'm coming for
I want a new million dollar deal on my pub
In the pretty brick house like the Commodores
Oh now everybody's getting kidnapped
Take you back to your crib while your kids nap
And if your wife walk in, start screaming in my ear
Then the b**h is getting b**h slapped
I'ma make it look like a mishap
Cut the TV on so they won't hear this sh** clap
And I've got two guns, they gon' think it's suicide
Cause you shot yourself with this strap
(What the f** CyHi what are you doing this for?)
Cause nobody want to listen to the kid rap
OK, my n***a Pusha sh** snap
Nah I'm lying man that sh**'s crap
OK, Teyana got a fat a**
But she won't let nobody in the clique tap
And there ain't gon' be no new Yeezy album
Cause he in the the trunk with his mouth taped and his wrists wrapped
*mumbling* Shut the f** up n***a! Shut the f** up!
[Hook]
In my life I have seen people walk into the sea
Just to find memories plagued by constant misery
Their eyes cast down fixed upon the ground
Their eyes cast down fixed upon the ground
In my life
*Alarm blaring*