[{"id":33063466,"name":"Overreact","trackName":"Overreact","artistName":"Kanye West","albumName":"The College Dropout","duration":229.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ayo, I'm the rapper\nHe's the producer\nAnd he's the rapper\nAnd I'm the pimp\nLet's do it\nUh, uh\nIt's the Cons to the 'Quence\nI got my man Kanye to the\nYou know how we do this thing, all sales are final, yo\n\nMy people's\nGot that diesel\nAnd Perico\nWith my e-hoes\n(Wherever they at, that's where they at\nWherever we at, we coming back.)\n\nNow every time I kick these bars, you know I'm coming on tight\nWhile y'all niggas got stars saying \"shut off his mic\"\nI got the gift and the curse\nCause I've been gifted the curse\nIt's like I live with a curse, the way I get in they skirt\nOnce I unzip the gift that makes all women curse\nMake 'em run, get me gifts to prove this shit really work\nKeep moving silly with work\nI'm getting you here first\nCause if we hear it first\nYou better bring your work\nDon't talk shit to first\nOr what you hear on the first\nHit the projects and coming like you hear first\nAnd the talking t-shirt that describes your worth\nGoes hip-hur\n'Cuz you hustle in reverse\nLike Missy in a skirt tryna to do a strip search\nSee these bitches is the worst\nPraying at the condom pop\nWaiting for the Cons to stop\n'Cause Cons is hot\nWhen the check get cut, the rock will be the barbershop\nIn the barbershop\nYou lose your spot\nAnd get kicked out the chair 'till the dude that's hot\nWord\nCause Cons, he's home\nBut they try to do him the way they did Ashanti homes\nWhole hood petition, wishing for a position\nCause now I'm raping good just for album intermissions\nMy mind was intuition\nSeeing what they intervision\nIf it takes dealing hard, but we gon' get this tuition\nCause I'm a gold member\nThat only bone members\nAn R&B group that went gold and got cheddar\nI don't look like L, and I can love you better\nBut got 4 or 5 shells that'll slug you better\nAnd I cut you on the cell cause my drugs are better\nIf you trying to go to war, get your troops together\nDuke\nWe don't belong in the booth together\nI was down since they pushed me off the roof together\nMe and D about to pop the gold coos together\nSo if a bitch knew better, she probably do better\nAnd lift off a sweater and show us why they sweat her\nE.P.C. nigga, word, uh, uh, uh, uh, do easy, what it look like, you know\n\nMy people's\nGot that diesel (Yeah)\nAnd Perico\nWith my e-hoes (Now it's Kanye to the)\nMy people's (Y'all ever heard of a nigga coming all the way from the Chi)\nGot that diesel\nAnd Perico (With nothing but a gat in his pocket)\nAnd my e-hoes\nWherever they at, that's where they at (And change the whole game)\nWherever we at, we coming back\n\nListen, man\nMy life went from planes to trains, yeah\nI don't start that yet 'Quence?\nOkay I'mma go right here, Vivo what up\nMy life went from planes to trains to automobiles\nTo G500 with the auto-roll wheels\nPinot Grigio, got 'em on chill\nSee now, see me ho? I got that deal\nIf you tryna build, I bet you'd like to know that\nMy father was a Black Panther with Geronimo Pratt\nAnd look, back in college, I ain't run with no frat\nI just ran with the tracks that put the Chi on the map\nNow the Roc in the buildin', UIC Pavilion\nTwo years ago I was just a civilian\nNow every chick in here swear I got millions\nIn area codes with unidentified children\nThrow my hoodie on, blend in like chameleons\nHear barbershop talk, niggas tryna kill him\nTake my hoodie off, niggas like \"Ye waddup, yeah you chillin'!\"\nI swear to God they just like children\nJust like high school, back at my school\nJust like Halloween minus the costumes\nThe niggas that's flickin' be the ones that's trickin'\nThe girls two seatin' be the ones that's treatin'\nTest relationships, I swear everybody cheatin'\nI used to have the Jordans most recent\nThrow Jordans on the truck now just to look decent\nJust to get pulled over by the precinct, so frequent\nIt's like I'm back as a delinquent\nThey wanna know where I live, stay, and work\nWhy a young black nigga gettin' all these perks\nHow I stack my paper, get Adidas in all flavors\nNo officer, I don't know Rod Laver\nOr Stan Smith, only thing they don't understand is\nHow the hell I found that color in canvas\n\nYeah\nNow ain't no more beef or I would've kept airing these niggas out man\nI got rhymes for days, nigga","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Overreact\n  artist: Kanye West\n  album: The College Dropout\n  duration_ms: 229000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Ayo, I'm the rapper\n  He's the producer\n  And he's the rapper\n  And I'm the pimp\n  Let's do it\n  Uh, uh\n  It's the Cons to the 'Quence\n  I got my man Kanye to the\n  You know how we do this thing, all sales are final, yo\n\n  My people's\n  Got that diesel\n  And Perico\n  With my e-hoes\n  (Wherever they at, that's where they at\n  Wherever we at, we coming back.)\n\n  Now every time I kick these bars, you know I'm coming on tight\n  While y'all niggas got stars saying \"shut off his mic\"\n  I got the gift and the curse\n  Cause I've been gifted the curse\n  It's like I live with a curse, the way I get in they skirt\n  Once I unzip the gift that makes all women curse\n  Make 'em run, get me gifts to prove this shit really work\n  Keep moving silly with work\n  I'm getting you here first\n  Cause if we hear it first\n  You better bring your work\n  Don't talk shit to first\n  Or what you hear on the first\n  Hit the projects and coming like you hear first\n  And the talking t-shirt that describes your worth\n  Goes hip-hur\n  'Cuz you hustle in reverse\n  Like Missy in a skirt tryna to do a strip search\n  See these bitches is the worst\n  Praying at the condom pop\n  Waiting for the Cons to stop\n  'Cause Cons is hot\n  When the check get cut, the rock will be the barbershop\n  In the barbershop\n  You lose your spot\n  And get kicked out the chair 'till the dude that's hot\n  Word\n  Cause Cons, he's home\n  But they try to do him the way they did Ashanti homes\n  Whole hood petition, wishing for a position\n  Cause now I'm raping good just for album intermissions\n  My mind was intuition\n  Seeing what they intervision\n  If it takes dealing hard, but we gon' get this tuition\n  Cause I'm a gold member\n  That only bone members\n  An R&B group that went gold and got cheddar\n  I don't look like L, and I can love you better\n  But got 4 or 5 shells that'll slug you better\n  And I cut you on the cell cause my drugs are better\n  If you trying to go to war, get your troops together\n  Duke\n  We don't belong in the booth together\n  I was down since they pushed me off the roof together\n  Me and D about to pop the gold coos together\n  So if a bitch knew better, she probably do better\n  And lift off a sweater and show us why they sweat her\n  E.P.C. nigga, word, uh, uh, uh, uh, do easy, what it look like, you know\n\n  My people's\n  Got that diesel (Yeah)\n  And Perico\n  With my e-hoes (Now it's Kanye to the)\n  My people's (Y'all ever heard of a nigga coming all the way from the Chi)\n  Got that diesel\n  And Perico (With nothing but a gat in his pocket)\n  And my e-hoes\n  Wherever they at, that's where they at (And change the whole game)\n  Wherever we at, we coming back\n\n  Listen, man\n  My life went from planes to trains, yeah\n  I don't start that yet 'Quence?\n  Okay I'mma go right here, Vivo what up\n  My life went from planes to trains to automobiles\n  To G500 with the auto-roll wheels\n  Pinot Grigio, got 'em on chill\n  See now, see me ho? I got that deal\n  If you tryna build, I bet you'd like to know that\n  My father was a Black Panther with Geronimo Pratt\n  And look, back in college, I ain't run with no frat\n  I just ran with the tracks that put the Chi on the map\n  Now the Roc in the buildin', UIC Pavilion\n  Two years ago I was just a civilian\n  Now every chick in here swear I got millions\n  In area codes with unidentified children\n  Throw my hoodie on, blend in like chameleons\n  Hear barbershop talk, niggas tryna kill him\n  Take my hoodie off, niggas like \"Ye waddup, yeah you chillin'!\"\n  I swear to God they just like children\n  Just like high school, back at my school\n  Just like Halloween minus the costumes\n  The niggas that's flickin' be the ones that's trickin'\n  The girls two seatin' be the ones that's treatin'\n  Test relationships, I swear everybody cheatin'\n  I used to have the Jordans most recent\n  Throw Jordans on the truck now just to look decent\n  Just to get pulled over by the precinct, so frequent\n  It's like I'm back as a delinquent\n  They wanna know where I live, stay, and work\n  Why a young black nigga gettin' all these perks\n  How I stack my paper, get Adidas in all flavors\n  No officer, I don't know Rod Laver\n  Or Stan Smith, only thing they don't understand is\n  How the hell I found that color in canvas\n\n  Yeah\n  Now ain't no more beef or I would've kept airing these niggas out man\n  I got rhymes for days, nigga\n"},{"id":33093701,"name":"Overreact","trackName":"Overreact","artistName":"Kanye West","albumName":"Freshmen Adjustment, Volume 2","duration":229.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ayo, I'm the rapper\nHe's the producer\nAnd he's the rapper\nAnd I'm the pimp\nLet's do it\nUh, uh\nIt's the Cons to the 'Quence\nI got my man Kanye to the\nYou know how we do this thing, all sales are final, yo\n\nMy people's\nGot that diesel\nAnd Perico\nWith my e-hoes\n(Wherever they at, that's where they at\nWherever we at, we coming back.)\n\nNow every time I kick these bars, you know I'm coming on tight\nWhile y'all niggas got stars saying \"shut off his mic\"\nI got the gift and the curse\nCause I've been gifted the curse\nIt's like I live with a curse, the way I get in they skirt\nOnce I unzip the gift that makes all women curse\nMake 'em run, get me gifts to prove this shit really work\nKeep moving silly with work\nI'm getting you here first\nCause if we hear it first\nYou better bring your work\nDon't talk shit to first\nOr what you hear on the first\nHit the projects and coming like you hear first\nAnd the talking t-shirt that describes your worth\nGoes hip-hur\n'Cuz you hustle in reverse\nLike Missy in a skirt tryna to do a strip search\nSee these bitches is the worst\nPraying at the condom pop\nWaiting for the Cons to stop\n'Cause Cons is hot\nWhen the check get cut, the rock will be the barbershop\nIn the barbershop\nYou lose your spot\nAnd get kicked out the chair 'till the dude that's hot\nWord\nCause Cons, he's home\nBut they try to do him the way they did Ashanti homes\nWhole hood petition, wishing for a position\nCause now I'm raping good just for album intermissions\nMy mind was intuition\nSeeing what they intervision\nIf it takes dealing hard, but we gon' get this tuition\nCause I'm a gold member\nThat only bone members\nAn R&B group that went gold and got cheddar\nI don't look like L, and I can love you better\nBut got 4 or 5 shells that'll slug you better\nAnd I cut you on the cell cause my drugs are better\nIf you trying to go to war, get your troops together\nDuke\nWe don't belong in the booth together\nI was down since they pushed me off the roof together\nMe and D about to pop the gold coos together\nSo if a bitch knew better, she probably do better\nAnd lift off a sweater and show us why they sweat her\nE.P.C. nigga, word, uh, uh, uh, uh, do easy, what it look like, you know\n\nMy people's\nGot that diesel (Yeah)\nAnd Perico\nWith my e-hoes (Now it's Kanye to the)\nMy people's (Y'all ever heard of a nigga coming all the way from the Chi)\nGot that diesel\nAnd Perico (With nothing but a gat in his pocket)\nAnd my e-hoes\nWherever they at, that's where they at (And change the whole game)\nWherever we at, we coming back\n\nListen, man\nMy life went from planes to trains, yeah\nI don't start that yet 'Quence?\nOkay I'mma go right here, Vivo what up\nMy life went from planes to trains to automobiles\nTo G500 with the auto-roll wheels\nPinot Grigio, got 'em on chill\nSee now, see me ho? I got that deal\nIf you tryna build, I bet you'd like to know that\nMy father was a Black Panther with Geronimo Pratt\nAnd look, back in college, I ain't run with no frat\nI just ran with the tracks that put the Chi on the map\nNow the Roc in the buildin', UIC Pavilion\nTwo years ago I was just a civilian\nNow every chick in here swear I got millions\nIn area codes with unidentified children\nThrow my hoodie on, blend in like chameleons\nHear barbershop talk, niggas tryna kill him\nTake my hoodie off, niggas like \"Ye waddup, yeah you chillin'!\"\nI swear to God they just like children\nJust like high school, back at my school\nJust like Halloween minus the costumes\nThe niggas that's flickin' be the ones that's trickin'\nThe girls two seatin' be the ones that's treatin'\nTest relationships, I swear everybody cheatin'\nI used to have the Jordans most recent\nThrow Jordans on the truck now just to look decent\nJust to get pulled over by the precinct, so frequent\nIt's like I'm back as a delinquent\nThey wanna know where I live, stay, and work\nWhy a young black nigga gettin' all these perks\nHow I stack my paper, get Adidas in all flavors\nNo officer, I don't know Rod Laver\nOr Stan Smith, only thing they don't understand is\nHow the hell I found that color in canvas\n\nYeah\nNow ain't no more beef or I would've kept airing these niggas out man\nI got rhymes for days, nigga","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Overreact\n  artist: Kanye West\n  album: Freshmen Adjustment, Volume 2\n  duration_ms: 229000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Ayo, I'm the rapper\n  He's the producer\n  And he's the rapper\n  And I'm the pimp\n  Let's do it\n  Uh, uh\n  It's the Cons to the 'Quence\n  I got my man Kanye to the\n  You know how we do this thing, all sales are final, yo\n\n  My people's\n  Got that diesel\n  And Perico\n  With my e-hoes\n  (Wherever they at, that's where they at\n  Wherever we at, we coming back.)\n\n  Now every time I kick these bars, you know I'm coming on tight\n  While y'all niggas got stars saying \"shut off his mic\"\n  I got the gift and the curse\n  Cause I've been gifted the curse\n  It's like I live with a curse, the way I get in they skirt\n  Once I unzip the gift that makes all women curse\n  Make 'em run, get me gifts to prove this shit really work\n  Keep moving silly with work\n  I'm getting you here first\n  Cause if we hear it first\n  You better bring your work\n  Don't talk shit to first\n  Or what you hear on the first\n  Hit the projects and coming like you hear first\n  And the talking t-shirt that describes your worth\n  Goes hip-hur\n  'Cuz you hustle in reverse\n  Like Missy in a skirt tryna to do a strip search\n  See these bitches is the worst\n  Praying at the condom pop\n  Waiting for the Cons to stop\n  'Cause Cons is hot\n  When the check get cut, the rock will be the barbershop\n  In the barbershop\n  You lose your spot\n  And get kicked out the chair 'till the dude that's hot\n  Word\n  Cause Cons, he's home\n  But they try to do him the way they did Ashanti homes\n  Whole hood petition, wishing for a position\n  Cause now I'm raping good just for album intermissions\n  My mind was intuition\n  Seeing what they intervision\n  If it takes dealing hard, but we gon' get this tuition\n  Cause I'm a gold member\n  That only bone members\n  An R&B group that went gold and got cheddar\n  I don't look like L, and I can love you better\n  But got 4 or 5 shells that'll slug you better\n  And I cut you on the cell cause my drugs are better\n  If you trying to go to war, get your troops together\n  Duke\n  We don't belong in the booth together\n  I was down since they pushed me off the roof together\n  Me and D about to pop the gold coos together\n  So if a bitch knew better, she probably do better\n  And lift off a sweater and show us why they sweat her\n  E.P.C. nigga, word, uh, uh, uh, uh, do easy, what it look like, you know\n\n  My people's\n  Got that diesel (Yeah)\n  And Perico\n  With my e-hoes (Now it's Kanye to the)\n  My people's (Y'all ever heard of a nigga coming all the way from the Chi)\n  Got that diesel\n  And Perico (With nothing but a gat in his pocket)\n  And my e-hoes\n  Wherever they at, that's where they at (And change the whole game)\n  Wherever we at, we coming back\n\n  Listen, man\n  My life went from planes to trains, yeah\n  I don't start that yet 'Quence?\n  Okay I'mma go right here, Vivo what up\n  My life went from planes to trains to automobiles\n  To G500 with the auto-roll wheels\n  Pinot Grigio, got 'em on chill\n  See now, see me ho? I got that deal\n  If you tryna build, I bet you'd like to know that\n  My father was a Black Panther with Geronimo Pratt\n  And look, back in college, I ain't run with no frat\n  I just ran with the tracks that put the Chi on the map\n  Now the Roc in the buildin', UIC Pavilion\n  Two years ago I was just a civilian\n  Now every chick in here swear I got millions\n  In area codes with unidentified children\n  Throw my hoodie on, blend in like chameleons\n  Hear barbershop talk, niggas tryna kill him\n  Take my hoodie off, niggas like \"Ye waddup, yeah you chillin'!\"\n  I swear to God they just like children\n  Just like high school, back at my school\n  Just like Halloween minus the costumes\n  The niggas that's flickin' be the ones that's trickin'\n  The girls two seatin' be the ones that's treatin'\n  Test relationships, I swear everybody cheatin'\n  I used to have the Jordans most recent\n  Throw Jordans on the truck now just to look decent\n  Just to get pulled over by the precinct, so frequent\n  It's like I'm back as a delinquent\n  They wanna know where I live, stay, and work\n  Why a young black nigga gettin' all these perks\n  How I stack my paper, get Adidas in all flavors\n  No officer, I don't know Rod Laver\n  Or Stan Smith, only thing they don't understand is\n  How the hell I found that color in canvas\n\n  Yeah\n  Now ain't no more beef or I would've kept airing these niggas out man\n  I got rhymes for days, nigga\n"},{"id":39501199,"name":"Overreact","trackName":"Overreact","artistName":"Kanye West","albumName":"Freshman Adjustment Vol. 2","duration":229.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ayo, I'm the rapper\nHe's the producer\nAnd he's the rapper\nAnd I'm the pimp\nLet's do it\nUh, uh\nIt's the Cons to the 'Quence\nI got my man Kanye to the\nYou know how we do this thing, all sales are final, yo\n\nMy people's\nGot that diesel\nAnd Perico\nWith my e-hoes\n(Wherever they at, that's where they at\nWherever we at, we coming back.)\n\nNow every time I kick these bars, you know I'm coming on tight\nWhile y'all niggas got stars saying \"shut off his mic\"\nI got the gift and the curse\nCause I've been gifted the curse\nIt's like I live with a curse, the way I get in they skirt\nOnce I unzip the gift that makes all women curse\nMake 'em run, get me gifts to prove this shit really work\nKeep moving silly with work\nI'm getting you here first\nCause if we hear it first\nYou better bring your work\nDon't talk shit to first\nOr what you hear on the first\nHit the projects and coming like you hear first\nAnd the talking t-shirt that describes your worth\nGoes hip-hur\n'Cuz you hustle in reverse\nLike Missy in a skirt tryna to do a strip search\nSee these bitches is the worst\nPraying at the condom pop\nWaiting for the Cons to stop\n'Cause Cons is hot\nWhen the check get cut, the rock will be the barbershop\nIn the barbershop\nYou lose your spot\nAnd get kicked out the chair 'till the dude that's hot\nWord\nCause Cons, he's home\nBut they try to do him the way they did Ashanti homes\nWhole hood petition, wishing for a position\nCause now I'm raping good just for album intermissions\nMy mind was intuition\nSeeing what they intervision\nIf it takes dealing hard, but we gon' get this tuition\nCause I'm a gold member\nThat only bone members\nAn R&B group that went gold and got cheddar\nI don't look like L, and I can love you better\nBut got 4 or 5 shells that'll slug you better\nAnd I cut you on the cell cause my drugs are better\nIf you trying to go to war, get your troops together\nDuke\nWe don't belong in the booth together\nI was down since they pushed me off the roof together\nMe and D about to pop the gold coos together\nSo if a bitch knew better, she probably do better\nAnd lift off a sweater and show us why they sweat her\nE.P.C. nigga, word, uh, uh, uh, uh, do easy, what it look like, you know\n\nMy people's\nGot that diesel (Yeah)\nAnd Perico\nWith my e-hoes (Now it's Kanye to the)\nMy people's (Y'all ever heard of a nigga coming all the way from the Chi)\nGot that diesel\nAnd Perico (With nothing but a gat in his pocket)\nAnd my e-hoes\nWherever they at, that's where they at (And change the whole game)\nWherever we at, we coming back\n\nListen, man\nMy life went from planes to trains, yeah\nI don't start that yet 'Quence?\nOkay I'mma go right here, Vivo what up\nMy life went from planes to trains to automobiles\nTo G500 with the auto-roll wheels\nPinot Grigio, got 'em on chill\nSee now, see me ho? I got that deal\nIf you tryna build, I bet you'd like to know that\nMy father was a Black Panther with Geronimo Pratt\nAnd look, back in college, I ain't run with no frat\nI just ran with the tracks that put the Chi on the map\nNow the Roc in the buildin', UIC Pavilion\nTwo years ago I was just a civilian\nNow every chick in here swear I got millions\nIn area codes with unidentified children\nThrow my hoodie on, blend in like chameleons\nHear barbershop talk, niggas tryna kill him\nTake my hoodie off, niggas like \"Ye waddup, yeah you chillin'!\"\nI swear to God they just like children\nJust like high school, back at my school\nJust like Halloween minus the costumes\nThe niggas that's flickin' be the ones that's trickin'\nThe girls two seatin' be the ones that's treatin'\nTest relationships, I swear everybody cheatin'\nI used to have the Jordans most recent\nThrow Jordans on the truck now just to look decent\nJust to get pulled over by the precinct, so frequent\nIt's like I'm back as a delinquent\nThey wanna know where I live, stay, and work\nWhy a young black nigga gettin' all these perks\nHow I stack my paper, get Adidas in all flavors\nNo officer, I don't know Rod Laver\nOr Stan Smith, only thing they don't understand is\nHow the hell I found that color in canvas\n\nYeah\nNow ain't no more beef or I would've kept airing these niggas out man\nI got rhymes for days, nigga","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Overreact\n  artist: Kanye West\n  album: Freshman Adjustment Vol. 2\n  duration_ms: 229000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Ayo, I'm the rapper\n  He's the producer\n  And he's the rapper\n  And I'm the pimp\n  Let's do it\n  Uh, uh\n  It's the Cons to the 'Quence\n  I got my man Kanye to the\n  You know how we do this thing, all sales are final, yo\n\n  My people's\n  Got that diesel\n  And Perico\n  With my e-hoes\n  (Wherever they at, that's where they at\n  Wherever we at, we coming back.)\n\n  Now every time I kick these bars, you know I'm coming on tight\n  While y'all niggas got stars saying \"shut off his mic\"\n  I got the gift and the curse\n  Cause I've been gifted the curse\n  It's like I live with a curse, the way I get in they skirt\n  Once I unzip the gift that makes all women curse\n  Make 'em run, get me gifts to prove this shit really work\n  Keep moving silly with work\n  I'm getting you here first\n  Cause if we hear it first\n  You better bring your work\n  Don't talk shit to first\n  Or what you hear on the first\n  Hit the projects and coming like you hear first\n  And the talking t-shirt that describes your worth\n  Goes hip-hur\n  'Cuz you hustle in reverse\n  Like Missy in a skirt tryna to do a strip search\n  See these bitches is the worst\n  Praying at the condom pop\n  Waiting for the Cons to stop\n  'Cause Cons is hot\n  When the check get cut, the rock will be the barbershop\n  In the barbershop\n  You lose your spot\n  And get kicked out the chair 'till the dude that's hot\n  Word\n  Cause Cons, he's home\n  But they try to do him the way they did Ashanti homes\n  Whole hood petition, wishing for a position\n  Cause now I'm raping good just for album intermissions\n  My mind was intuition\n  Seeing what they intervision\n  If it takes dealing hard, but we gon' get this tuition\n  Cause I'm a gold member\n  That only bone members\n  An R&B group that went gold and got cheddar\n  I don't look like L, and I can love you better\n  But got 4 or 5 shells that'll slug you better\n  And I cut you on the cell cause my drugs are better\n  If you trying to go to war, get your troops together\n  Duke\n  We don't belong in the booth together\n  I was down since they pushed me off the roof together\n  Me and D about to pop the gold coos together\n  So if a bitch knew better, she probably do better\n  And lift off a sweater and show us why they sweat her\n  E.P.C. nigga, word, uh, uh, uh, uh, do easy, what it look like, you know\n\n  My people's\n  Got that diesel (Yeah)\n  And Perico\n  With my e-hoes (Now it's Kanye to the)\n  My people's (Y'all ever heard of a nigga coming all the way from the Chi)\n  Got that diesel\n  And Perico (With nothing but a gat in his pocket)\n  And my e-hoes\n  Wherever they at, that's where they at (And change the whole game)\n  Wherever we at, we coming back\n\n  Listen, man\n  My life went from planes to trains, yeah\n  I don't start that yet 'Quence?\n  Okay I'mma go right here, Vivo what up\n  My life went from planes to trains to automobiles\n  To G500 with the auto-roll wheels\n  Pinot Grigio, got 'em on chill\n  See now, see me ho? I got that deal\n  If you tryna build, I bet you'd like to know that\n  My father was a Black Panther with Geronimo Pratt\n  And look, back in college, I ain't run with no frat\n  I just ran with the tracks that put the Chi on the map\n  Now the Roc in the buildin', UIC Pavilion\n  Two years ago I was just a civilian\n  Now every chick in here swear I got millions\n  In area codes with unidentified children\n  Throw my hoodie on, blend in like chameleons\n  Hear barbershop talk, niggas tryna kill him\n  Take my hoodie off, niggas like \"Ye waddup, yeah you chillin'!\"\n  I swear to God they just like children\n  Just like high school, back at my school\n  Just like Halloween minus the costumes\n  The niggas that's flickin' be the ones that's trickin'\n  The girls two seatin' be the ones that's treatin'\n  Test relationships, I swear everybody cheatin'\n  I used to have the Jordans most recent\n  Throw Jordans on the truck now just to look decent\n  Just to get pulled over by the precinct, so frequent\n  It's like I'm back as a delinquent\n  They wanna know where I live, stay, and work\n  Why a young black nigga gettin' all these perks\n  How I stack my paper, get Adidas in all flavors\n  No officer, I don't know Rod Laver\n  Or Stan Smith, only thing they don't understand is\n  How the hell I found that color in canvas\n\n  Yeah\n  Now ain't no more beef or I would've kept airing these niggas out man\n  I got rhymes for days, nigga\n"}]