[Verse 1: Al Taylor] Them Yeezys Yeezys Yeezys Man I would've rocked 'em But a n***a over slept so I couldn't cop 'em Shout out to B-Nasty that boy live in gotham Well really he from P.B. but that's just like gotham These n***as don't want see me No they don't want problems These n***as don't want see me No they don't want problems I'm the best up out my city n***a we all know it No Chief Keef but you know the boy always glowing Seventeen at my grannies I was writing flows You was in the streets broke as f** chasing hoes Your money just so funny so it just won't fold You like a n***a on the bench you ain't got no goals I'm winning I'm winning I'm winning And all of these n***as be tripping They worried 'bout b**hes but ain't got no riches they thinking like children My flow is sub zero I don't care what he wrote cause I'm a villain My flow is so damn dope I don't care what he wrote it's just sneak dissing Boy you a snake you be hanging with fakes I can hear all the hissing But I'm from the south so you best watch you mouth before you end up missing Boy you a snake you be hanging with fakes I can hear all the hissing But I'm from the south so you best watch you mouth before you end up missing