Album Lyrics: "Vultures 2" (2024) Kanye West

(with Ty Dolla $ign)

"Slide"

[Ty Dolla $ign:]

Pretty girl, all she ever do is take selfies

So she only fuckin' with a nigga 'cause I'm wealthy

Back when I was broke, I couldn't find no one to help me

Now there ain't a motherfuckin' thing they can tell me (Yeah!)

Ye got the rhythm, make the ladies go brazy

Dolla got the 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 the flight

On sight, when I see you, it's on sight

When your man ain't loving 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 (Yeah!)

Slide in, slide in

Would you ride?

Baby, would you ride with me? (Yeah!)

Slide in, slide in

Would you ride?

Baby, would you ride for me? (Yeah!)

[Kanye West:]

She know what I like, got me in a twilight

Headed to the high-rise, cruisin' like Eyes Wide Shut (Yeah!)

But I slide in it like a drive-by

The industry don't like me, tell them pussy niggas likewise (Yeah!)

They tried to hit me with the cyanide (Yeah!)

Nice try, 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 (Yeah!)

Addicted to the nightlife, jumping off a jet, skydive

Your life a movie, mine a sci-fi (Yeah!)

Told her friends she a ten, I lied

Really she in the high fives (Yeah!)

[Ty Dolla $ign:]

Slide in, slide in

Would you ride?

Baby, would you ride with me? (Yeah!)

Slide in, slide in

Would you ride?

Baby, would you ride for me? (Yeah!)

Baby, would you ride with me? (Yeah!)

Baby, would you ride with me? (Yeah!)

Yeah!

"Time Moving Slow"

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

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, Rolley, Rolls Royce

Ruff Ryder Anthem just to drop, huh

We stored the popcorn, oops, that's my cock, huh

Got my heart broke, I liked that bitch a lot, huh

Time, time moving slow, I ain't trippin', no

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

How 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-

Mmm, mm, mm

Mmm, mm, mm

Mmm, mm, mm

Mmm, mm, mm

Mmm, mm, mm

I can't believe in you niggas, I see through you niggas

Exceeded the limits, took over my story and rewrote the ending, I did

Had to show up and deliver that shit

Had the yacht out on the ocean, I did

Go ahead and cry me a river, you bitch

Just try 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 perfect, it's 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

"Field Trip"

(feat. Don Toliver, Playboi Carti, Kodak Black)

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

Fuck 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 fuckin' 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)

Fuck 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 fuckin' 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

Fuck 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

"Fried"

[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, fuckin' 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

"Isabella"

(Buy me shoes)

You better buy me those fucking shoes

No

"Promotion"

(feat. Future)

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 fuck, 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

"Husband"

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

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"

All your dreams, all your goals

It's promised with this ring I have in my hands

The main thing a nigga got is these plans

Gotta plan for us, gotta plan to grow

Gotta plan for homes, gotta plan for bad times

Gotta plan for good times, gotta plan for hood times

Gotta plan for hook crimes, gotta plan for trust

Gotta plan for lust, gotta plan for Beverly Hills

You know that's where they at (Uh, uh)

You know that's where they at, Beverly 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 back

Imagine that, that is half of that, so I handle that

All you really need is a husband, show you love him

Let him touch you, let him rub you, let him hug you

Let him thug you, let him hold you down

All you really 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, it no issue

"Lifestyle"

(feat. Lil Wayne)

Look at you, look at you, look at you

Oh, they got you stayin' in the 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 [?] 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 out of this

You better buy me those fuckin' shoes

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"

All your dreams, all your goals

It's promised with this ring I have in my hands

The main thing a nigga got is these 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

You, you know that's where they at

Uh, uh, uh, you know that's where they at

Got a plan for Beverly Hills

You know that's where they at

I don't really wanna go back to that

If I do, I know I'm going back to back

Breakin' backs and bags, imagine that

That's who half of this

So 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

Ooh, ooh, ooh

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

Ain't no issue, ain't no issue

Ain't no issue

"Maybe"

Do or die

You and I

Like a blank page (Maybe we-)

See inside

Most hot (Maybe we don't-)

Maybe (Maybe we don't last forever)

Like a hopeless romantic, oh-oh-oh

Hopelessly, yeah

Just to cope

Just a possible word of hope, like

Maybe, possibly, if, done somethin', this

That suit and tie shit

That marathon shit

That take-it-off shit

That cuttin' off bitch

I want you tonight

I need you tonight

Come see through my eyes

Girl, why would I lie?

I want love

I want love (I want love)

Broke the hump, go and let 'em

Buy, don't want rent 'em (I want love)

Buy them stilleto

I don't forget her (Maybe we don't last forever)

Get up!, Get up!

(Maybe we don't last for—)

(Maybe we—)

(Maybe we—)

"Bomb"

(feat. Chicago West, North West)

[Romanized:]

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)

Ohayōgozaimasu

Kon'nichiwa

Ohayōgozaimasu

Kon'nichiwa

Watashi no na ma e wa nōsu-chan (Oh)

Watashi no na ma e wa nōsu-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)

Ohayōgozaimasu (Oh)

Kon'nichiwa (Oh)

Ohayōgozaimasu (Oh)

Kon'nichiwa (Oh, oh)

Watashi no na ma e wa nōsu-chan (Oh)

Watashi no na ma e wa nōsu-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)

[Japanese:]

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)

おはようございます

こんにちは

おはようございます

こんにちは

わたしのなまえはノースちゃん (Oh)

わたしのなまえはノースちゃん (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)

おはようございます (Oh)

こんにちは (Oh)

おはようございます (Oh)

こんにちは (Oh, oh)

わたしのなまえはノースちゃん (Oh)

わたしのなまえはノースちゃん (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)

"Dead"

(feat. Future and Lil Durk)

[Future:]

Yeah

Fuckin' on a IG model, when I get through, I'm kickin' her out, she dead

She dead now, shit over

(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)

Fuckin' on a IG model, when I get through, I'm kickin' her out, she dead

None of my opps ain't poppin' outside 'cause if they do, they dead

Young nigga, iced out, in a new drop-top, lookin' like I'm ridin' in a bobsled

I can't be playin' with these diamonds

I can't be playin' with this money, no way

[Ty Dolla $ign:]

Ooh, yeah

My new bitch a whole mood, yeah

Top floor nights, I'm a movie

Fucked all her friends, she got two left

Ayy, in my robe, I'm the new Heff'

I'm a dog, I DM my ex

She rockin' clothes from five days ago

It's gettin' cold, you need a different coat

[Lil Durk:]

(Brr)

Brodie OD'd off the Xan, I hope my bitch understand

I put the switch on a ten

This ain't no regular McLaren, Freddy

Bitch, get your feet out the bed

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, don't hear what you sayin'

Fly to Saint Barts, put your feet in the sand

Why you run off and I gave you a ten?

I gave her a Lamb', might bury a Benz

Bitch, I'm a dog, I'll marry ya friend

Baccarat aura, I'm rubbin' it in

Bitch, you look poor, you don't got a man

Fuck while she sore, she be in the bed

I fuck off [?] fuck her again

Went on my live and I upped a mill'

Heard you be lyin', did you fuck her, for real?

Butterfly nervous, put 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 the switch in the mirror

[Future:]

Fuckin' on a IG model, when I get through, I'm kickin' her out, she dead (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

None of my opps ain't poppin' outside 'cause if they do, they dead (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Young nigga, iced out, in a new drop-top, lookin' like I'm ridin' in a bobsled (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I can't be playin' with these diamonds (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I can't be playin' with this money, no way (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

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

I'm still goin' ham, yeah, yeah

Drop 'em and hit 'em, and pull 'em, and pay 'em

Ain't with the fraud and I ain' with the scams

Tyson breakin' shit down for the fam'

Ain't 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 fuck 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 fucked 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?

For 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

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

"Forever Rolling"

(feat. Lil Baby)

Forever rollin'

Forever rollin'

Forever rollin'

Forever rollin'

Took nothin' to somethin', I took the time out, too

Led under-dividers 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', fuck 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 never know him

Pills turn 'em to zombies, now they forever rollin'

How many times you ain't warn 'em, then they tell you what you gonna do

Had to dip off from London, I had too many that night

Fuck your favorite rapper, his number ain't never numbers

Fuck 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

Fuck 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'

Forever rollin'

Forever rollin'

Forever rollin'

Forever rollin'

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 as 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 fuck 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

Damn, 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 them break up the gang, we gotta stay together

However, I see that they playin' and I'ma play it better

You know that we all that we got, so we gotta stay together

Same friend 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 one

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

Forever rollin'

"Sky City"

(feat. 070 Shake, Desiigner, CyHi)

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)

Do Heaven got a penthouse that I could rent out?

I could see Rick James with his feet up on Prince couch

Always wanted to know did Biggie got a big house?

Do Pac got a thug mansion, is it pimped out?

Is it a place for the Jews and the Gentiles?

I heard street niggas ain't in the top percentile

Real fast, my wife wanna know, do y'all got a gym now?

She talkin' 'bout she still tryna get her waist to slim down

Anyhow, forget me for the taxes that I didn't file

I ain't even got back the money that I lent out

Can't even have a Corona, shit is gettin' wild

Runnin' around with all the face masks like I'm Jim Brown

Oh, yeah, I heard about your son that you sent down

I wish there was a place I could send flowers

My OG wrote me from the joint, you know, like a pimp-house

And he ask me if you could send a letter to the judge when he begin trial

'Cause we don't know when he gettin' out

Ooh, child, things are gonna get easier

Ooh, child, things'll get brighter

Ooh, child, things are gonna get easier

Ooh, child, things'll get brighter

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)

Yeah, imagine, you could visit your ancestors

And all the people that we lost, and you could dance with 'em

You'd probably be more united than Manchester

'Cause my people still dyin' over hand gestures

Keep your enemy close, that's what your man stressed

Damn, I guess karma can catch ya

We gotta forgive our trespassers and transgressors

Mandela, said it won't get better if we stand separate

'Cause one hand watch the other, both hands wash the face

Wish they had another place we all could stay

If they don't let us in, then we gon' hop the gate

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 bought a facto-o-ry, pickin' up cotton

I bought a facto-o-ry, send 'em to college

He made it already with nothin' to lose

And free attitude with nothin' to prove

We goin' fifty, I got that 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

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 (Oh, it's always lovely in your company)

In the night, serenity all in the city (I'll be here)

Oh, it's always lovely in your company ([?])

Oh, it's always lovely in your company

Oh, it's always lovely in your company

"My Soul"

(feat. Todd Rundgren)

Won't be gettin' sleep tonight and I'm cryin' as I write this

Prayin' for my brother locked up, fighting fires

My heart goes out to all the daughters

Missin' all God and fathers, never seen they loved ones

'Cause they're prisoners fighting fires

And I might be biased, but I feel God standin' by us

And the prisoners fighting fires, oh-oh, yeah-yeah

And I might be biased, but my soul

Needs you Lord, oh God please come take control

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

What if I start off the track, hum the beginnin'

Mutter the middle part, and mumble the endin'?

It just feels better in my humble opinion

Much more n-words, but humble 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 it

Remember this sentence, remember repentance

Only God can judge me, GDs and [?] lords

Over in Thanville, Stateville, Taylorville, Lanyard

Jacksonville, Pontiac, Pinckeyville

We mass targeted, mass marketed, mass incarceration

Massive police stations, mass incorporated, fuck Adidas

Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah

I know, I know, ah-ah, oh-no-no-no-no-no-ooh

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 die

Know this life is a test, tryna pass it

With my face on the ground in the masses

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 momma, she tried, couldn't save me

Gave me tool to survive through this crazy

For nothing but God, and be good to your lady

Weigh optimism no one understands

He's been destined and God got a plan

One thing I know, he made me a man

He gave me two legs on the ground on the stand

To my wifey, baby, you so fine

Proud to say to the world, "Yeah, you mine"

Used to buy me through all the hard times

You pushed the line, you pushed the line

I, I can feel you 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-woah