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I'm tellin 'ya\nPushin' P, Bill Bellamy (P)\nridin' with a felony\nSee the jealousy\nThe struggle made me a better me (Struggle)\nWhy you talkin', is you payin' me?\nLamborghini coated candy (Skrrt)\nIf I her, she gon' have the baby\nI'm the plan A, and the plan B (Hey)\nQuarter million to the nannies (Go)\nI'm the head of the family (Hey)\nMy momma had to cry for this\nMy gang had to slide for this (Slide)\nPistol Pete had to die for this (Die)\nDoin' time through the wire for this (Hey)\nFresh out the bricks to a brick (Brick)\nWe steppin' outside with the (Outside)\nHannah Montana with grits (Hannah)\nThat honey bun gon' make 'em blitz (Grah)\nI'm up, I'm rich, look at my, she fine and rich (Look)\nStudied the game and I find the glitch\nHustla', I got a mind like Mitch (Hey)\nHe not poppin', he kinda lit\nHe not wealthy, he kinda rich (Kinda)\nain't trippin', just signed this\nHunnid mill', we'll split (Split it)\nIf it's fifty mill', we'll split\nIf it's two in one, they'll split (Split)\nThree split a G6\nThese platinum plaques ain't nothin'\nI stand over 'em take a\nI stand over and take a (Hey)\nThis a hunnid thousand on the wrist (Hunnid)\nGet the money, never politic\nFloor seats, Atlanta versus the Knicks\nYoung with the birds, Kyle Pitts (Brr)\nIn the 'adium, 'Cedes Benz (Yeah)\nKid gon' play with 'em, he got friends\nHe know Migo dem, knock off limbs\nYeah, we did it, kid, to the M's\nRidin' Presidential with the rims (Skrrt)\nHelpin' Ye find Kim in the black double M Benz (Maybach)\nNo new friends, Nobu with my twins (Nobu)\nRemember we kicked that door down because they didn't let us in (Woo)\nBorn to win, I committed a sin with a see-through lens (See-through)\nI filled up all my pockets, now you get a pocket to pick\nThank God I'm alive and rich (Alive)\nNo lie, I survived the trench\nPay my tithe, livin' marvelous (Tithes)\nThat's the reason I don't talk of this (Hey)\nHand-built it like a carpenter did it\nShootin' bullets out the cars for this (Grrah)\nTattoos and the scars for this (Tats)\n'Member when we used to borrow fits (Hey)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: We Did It Kid\n  artist: Ye\n  album: 'Donda 2: As It Burns'\n  duration_ms: 245709\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Not nice, or the meanest\n  Feelin' sorry for my mama'nem\n  Survivor's guilt really get old\n  Whole gang in the end zone\n  Not nice, or the meanest\n  Heaven's Gate when I get home\n  Color palettes lookin' Pantone\n  'Bout to turn into a phantom\n  Cameras off, get to flippin' lights\n  She ain't happy with the other guy\n  Had a argument the other night\n  I ain't even get to 'pologize\n  While I'm in the meetings lookin' disguised\n  I'ma show face 'til I get tired\n  Don't care about event size\n  Lookin' at you through a fisheye\n  I'm never nice, or the meanest\n  I'm tired, I'm tired, I'm tired, I'm tired, I'm tired, yeah\n  We here, you can't deny that we here, we here (Woo)\n  Hands up, me throwin' for my fan (Migo)\n  For Abloh, Rest In Peace to my man (Uh, hey)\n  I seen the feet prints in the sand (Uh, woo)\n  We done everything that we planned\n  Huncho, I it big, you did it, kid, you did it, kid (We did it)\n  Like a just got potty trained\n  Hourglass, how her body came (Yeah)\n  Chop 'em down, with the what-it-name (Grrah)\n  Know what I'm sayin'? I'm tellin 'ya\n  Pushin' P, Bill Bellamy (P)\n  ridin' with a felony\n  See the jealousy\n  The struggle made me a better me (Struggle)\n  Why you talkin', is you payin' me?\n  Lamborghini coated candy (Skrrt)\n  If I her, she gon' have the baby\n  I'm the plan A, and the plan B (Hey)\n  Quarter million to the nannies (Go)\n  I'm the head of the family (Hey)\n  My momma had to cry for this\n  My gang had to slide for this (Slide)\n  Pistol Pete had to die for this (Die)\n  Doin' time through the wire for this (Hey)\n  Fresh out the bricks to a brick (Brick)\n  We steppin' outside with the (Outside)\n  Hannah Montana with grits (Hannah)\n  That honey bun gon' make 'em blitz (Grah)\n  I'm up, I'm rich, look at my, she fine and rich (Look)\n  Studied the game and I find the glitch\n  Hustla', I got a mind like Mitch (Hey)\n  He not poppin', he kinda lit\n  He not wealthy, he kinda rich (Kinda)\n  ain't trippin', just signed this\n  Hunnid mill', we'll split (Split it)\n  If it's fifty mill', we'll split\n  If it's two in one, they'll split (Split)\n  Three split a G6\n  These platinum plaques ain't nothin'\n  I stand over 'em take a\n  I stand over and take a (Hey)\n  This a hunnid thousand on the wrist (Hunnid)\n  Get the money, never politic\n  Floor seats, Atlanta versus the Knicks\n  Young with the birds, Kyle Pitts (Brr)\n  In the 'adium, 'Cedes Benz (Yeah)\n  Kid gon' play with 'em, he got friends\n  He know Migo dem, knock off limbs\n  Yeah, we did it, kid, to the M's\n  Ridin' Presidential with the rims (Skrrt)\n  Helpin' Ye find Kim in the black double M Benz (Maybach)\n  No new friends, Nobu with my twins (Nobu)\n  Remember we kicked that door down because they didn't let us in (Woo)\n  Born to win, I committed a sin with a see-through lens (See-through)\n  I filled up all my pockets, now you get a pocket to pick\n  Thank God I'm alive and rich (Alive)\n  No lie, I survived the trench\n  Pay my tithe, livin' marvelous (Tithes)\n  That's the reason I don't talk of this (Hey)\n  Hand-built it like a carpenter did it\n  Shootin' bullets out the cars for this (Grrah)\n  Tattoos and the scars for this (Tats)\n  'Member when we used to borrow fits (Hey)\n"},{"id":30807489,"name":"WE DID IT","trackName":"WE DID IT","artistName":"Ye","albumName":"DONDA 2 (Reissue)","duration":234.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Not nice, or the meanest\nFeelin' sorry for my mama'nem\nSurvivor's guilt really get old\nWhole gang in the end-zone\nNot nice, or the meanest\nHeaven's Gate when I get home\nColor palettes lookin' Pantone\n'Bout to turn into a phantom\nCameras off, get to flippin' lights\nShe ain't happy with the other guy\nHad an argument the other night\nI ain't even get to 'pologize\nWhile I'm in the meetings\nLookin' disguised\nI'ma show face 'til I get tired\nDon't care about event size\nLookin' at you through a fisheye\nI'm never nice, or the meanest\nI'm tired, I'm tired, I'm tired, I'm tired, I'm tired, yeah\nWe here\nCan't deny that we here\nWe here\nHands up, V's up for my man\nFor Abloh, rest in peace to my man\nI see your feet prints in the sand\nWe did everything that we planned\nHuncho, I did it big\nYou did it, kid, you did it, kid\nLike a nigga just got potty trained\nHourglass, how her body came\nChop 'em down, with the what-it-name\nKnow what I'm sayin'?\nI'm tellin you\nPushin' P, Bill Bellamy\nBitch ridin' with a felony\nSee the jealousy\nThe struggle made me a better me\nWhy you talkin'?\nIs you payin' me?\nLamborghini, cotton candy\nIf I fuck her, she gon' have the baby\nI'm the plan A, and the plan B\nQuarter million to the nannies\nI'm the head of the family\nMy momma had to cry for this\nMy gang had to slide for this\nPistol Pete had to die for this\nDoin' time through the wire for this\nFresh out the bricks to a brick\nWe steppin' outside with the shit\nHannah Montana with grits\nThat honey bun gon' make 'em blitz\nI'm up, I'm rich\nLook at my bitch, she fine and rich\nStudied the game and I find the glitch\nHustler, I got a mind like Mitch\nHe not poppin', he kind of lit\nHe not wealthy, he kind of rich\nNiggas ain't trippin'\nJust signed this shit\nHunnid mill', we'll split\nIf it's fifty mill', we'll split\nIf it's two in one, they'll split\nThree bitches split a G6\nThese platinum plaques ain't nothin'\nI stand over 'em, take a piss\nI stand over and take a shit\nThis a hunnid thousand on the wrist\nGet the money, never politic\nFloor seats, Atlanta versus the Knicks\nYoung nigga with the birds, Kyle Pitts\nIn the Ye-dium, 'Cedes Benz\nKid gon' play with 'em\nHe got friends\nHe know Migo them, knock off limbs\nYeah, we did it, kid, to the M's\nRidin' Presidential with the rims\nHelpin' Ye find Kim\nIn the black double M Benz\nNo new friends, Nobu with my twins\nRemember we kicked that door down\nBecause they didn't let us in\nBorn to win, I committed a sin\nWith a see-through lens\nI filled up all my pockets\nNow you get a pocket to pick\nThank God I'm alive and rich\nNo lie, I survived the trench\nPay my tithe, livin' marvelous\nThat's the reason I don't talk of this\nHand-built it like a carpenter did it\nShootin' bullets out the cars for this\nTattoos and the scars for this\n'Member when we used to borrow fits\nLadies and gentlemen\nFeast your eyes on the winner's dance\nBut this is a different\nHoly ground when I'm on the 'Gram\nThey hate me, it give me adrenaline\nThe demons is makin' me sin again\nI need to change how I'm livin' it\nTake too much money to get rid of him\nWe did it, kid, we did it\nI love when she playin' submissive\nI need to finish my mission\nI need my kids to be Christian\nAll of my hits to be hittin'\nAll of my people, they listen\nWho gon' go make us a difference?\nYou know I fit the description\nAnd my man had to die for this\nSomebody got to die for this\nWhole city finna ride for this\nSay your prayer, we need God for this\nAnd we still livin' marvelous\nPray for people in the war 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Migo them, knock off limbs\n[02:03.14] Yeah, we did it, kid, to the M's\n[02:04.96] Ridin' Presidential with the rims\n[02:06.55] Helpin' Ye find Kim\n[02:07.89] In the black double M Benz\n[02:09.72] No new friends, Nobu with my twins\n[02:13.06] Remember we kicked that door down\n[02:14.98] Because they didn't let us in\n[02:17.15] Born to win, I committed a sin\n[02:18.46] With a see-through lens\n[02:20.21] I filled up all my pockets\n[02:21.18] Now you get a pocket to pick\n[02:22.73] Thank God I'm alive and rich\n[02:24.11] No lie, I survived the trench\n[02:25.97] Pay my tithe, livin' marvelous\n[02:27.46] That's the reason I don't talk of this\n[02:29.03] Hand-built it like a carpenter did it\n[02:30.70] Shootin' bullets out the cars for this\n[02:32.56] Tattoos and the scars for this\n[02:33.92] 'Member when we used to borrow fits\n[02:36.17] Ladies and gentlemen\n[02:37.21] Feast your eyes on the winner's dance\n[02:39.26] But this is a different\n[02:40.48] Holy ground when 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lunch\n[03:17.57] I bought a new crib at the space station\n[03:19.05] I can park my rocket in the front\n[03:20.70] And that money comin' in a bunch\n[03:22.23] I done had to fill it in a hunch\n[03:23.88] I'ma win whenever I say when\n[03:25.37] I got too much power on my tongue\n[03:27.06] I got horse power in the trunk\n[03:28.74] We too tough, they too punk\n[03:30.36] Thought I was comin' and I ain't do none\n[03:31.85] I was just scaring niggas, that was fun\n[03:33.51] Takin' the war since I was young\n[03:35.06] I go to war, just me and my gun\n[03:36.67] I'm with it all when we in the crunch\n[03:38.32] A real king gon' stand in the front\n[03:41.08] Ladies and gentlemen\n[03:41.95] We'll be superheroes when we finish this\n[03:44.31] Pray for the innocent\n[03:45.33] The Ukraine and its citizens\n[03:47.12] Look at the shoes that I'm sittin' in\n[03:49.18] Ain't nobody out winnin' him\n[03:50.49] They say it's written\n[03:51.90] Well, it's written then\n[03:52.70] This one 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what I'm sayin'?\n  I'm tellin you\n  Pushin' P, Bill Bellamy\n  Bitch ridin' with a felony\n  See the jealousy\n  The struggle made me a better me\n  Why you talkin'?\n  Is you payin' me?\n  Lamborghini, cotton candy\n  If I fuck her, she gon' have the baby\n  I'm the plan A, and the plan B\n  Quarter million to the nannies\n  I'm the head of the family\n  My momma had to cry for this\n  My gang had to slide for this\n  Pistol Pete had to die for this\n  Doin' time through the wire for this\n  Fresh out the bricks to a brick\n  We steppin' outside with the shit\n  Hannah Montana with grits\n  That honey bun gon' make 'em blitz\n  I'm up, I'm rich\n  Look at my bitch, she fine and rich\n  Studied the game and I find the glitch\n  Hustler, I got a mind like Mitch\n  He not poppin', he kind of lit\n  He not wealthy, he kind of rich\n  Niggas ain't trippin'\n  Just signed this shit\n  Hunnid mill', we'll split\n  If it's fifty mill', we'll split\n  If it's two in one, they'll split\n  Three bitches split a G6\n  These platinum plaques ain't nothin'\n  I stand over 'em, take a piss\n  I stand over and take a shit\n  This a hunnid thousand on the wrist\n  Get the money, never politic\n  Floor seats, Atlanta versus the Knicks\n  Young nigga with the birds, Kyle Pitts\n  In the Ye-dium, 'Cedes Benz\n  Kid gon' play with 'em\n  He got friends\n  He know Migo them, knock off limbs\n  Yeah, we did it, kid, to the M's\n  Ridin' Presidential with the rims\n  Helpin' Ye find Kim\n  In the black double M Benz\n  No new friends, Nobu with my twins\n  Remember we kicked that door down\n  Because they didn't let us in\n  Born to win, I committed a sin\n  With a see-through lens\n  I filled up all my pockets\n  Now you get a pocket to pick\n  Thank God I'm alive and rich\n  No lie, I survived the trench\n  Pay my tithe, livin' marvelous\n  That's the reason I don't talk of this\n  Hand-built it like a carpenter did it\n  Shootin' bullets out the cars for this\n  Tattoos and the scars for this\n  'Member when we used to borrow fits\n  Ladies and gentlemen\n  Feast your eyes on the winner's dance\n  But this is a different\n  Holy ground when I'm on the 'Gram\n  They hate me, it give me adrenaline\n  The demons is makin' me sin again\n  I need to change how I'm livin' it\n  Take too much money to get rid of him\n  We did it, kid, we did it\n  I love when she playin' submissive\n  I need to finish my mission\n  I need my kids to be Christian\n  All of my hits to be hittin'\n  All of my people, they listen\n  Who gon' go make us a difference?\n  You know I fit the description\n  And my man had to die for this\n  Somebody got to die for this\n  Whole city finna ride for this\n  Say your prayer, we need God for this\n  And we still livin' marvelous\n  Pray for people in the war for this\n  And they make a new law for this\n  'Fore we ever get caught for this\n  We got everything that we want\n  I'm with Elon Musk, eatin' lunch\n  I bought a new crib at the space station\n  I can park my rocket in the front\n  And that money comin' in a bunch\n  I done had to fill it in a hunch\n  I'ma win whenever I say when\n  I got too much power on my tongue\n  I got horse power in the trunk\n  We too tough, they too punk\n  Thought I was comin' and I ain't do none\n  I was just scaring niggas, that was fun\n  Takin' the war since I was young\n  I go to war, just me and my gun\n  I'm with it all when we in the crunch\n  A real king gon' stand in the front\n  Ladies and gentlemen\n  We'll be superheroes when we finish this\n  Pray for the innocent\n  The Ukraine and its citizens\n  Look at the shoes that I'm sittin' in\n  Ain't nobody out winnin' him\n  They say it's written\n  Well, it's written then\n  This one is different\n"},{"id":22158123,"name":"We Did It Kid","trackName":"We Did It Kid","artistName":"Ye","albumName":"Donda 2","duration":235.135146,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Not nice, or the meanest\nFeelin' sorry for my mama'nem\nSurvivor's guilt really get old\nWhole gang in the end zone\nNot nice, or the meanest\nHeaven's Gate when I get home\nColor palettes lookin' Pantone\n'Bout to turn into a phantom\nCameras off, get to flippin' lights\nShe ain't happy with the other guy\nHad a argument the other night\nI ain't even get to 'pologize\nWhile I'm in the meetings lookin' disguised\nI'ma show face 'til I get tired\nDon't care about event size\nLookin' at you through a fisheye\nI'm never nice, or the meanest\nI'm tired, I'm tired, I'm tired, I'm tired, I'm tired, yeah\nWe here, you can't deny that we here, we here (Woo)\nHands up, me throwin' for my fan (Migo)\nFor Abloh, Rest In Peace to my man (Uh, hey)\nI seen the feet prints in the sand (Uh, woo)\nWe done everything that we planned\nHuncho, I it big, you did it, kid, you did it, kid (We did it)\nLike a just got potty trained\nHourglass, how her body came (Yeah)\nChop 'em down, with the what-it-name (Grrah)\nKnow what I'm sayin'? I'm tellin 'ya\nPushin' P, Bill Bellamy (P)\nridin' with a felony\nSee the jealousy\nThe struggle made me a better me (Struggle)\nWhy you talkin', is you payin' me?\nLamborghini coated candy (Skrrt)\nIf I her, she gon' have the baby\nI'm the plan A, and the plan B (Hey)\nQuarter million to the nannies (Go)\nI'm the head of the family (Hey)\nMy momma had to cry for this\nMy gang had to slide for this (Slide)\nPistol Pete had to die for this (Die)\nDoin' time through the wire for this (Hey)\nFresh out the bricks to a brick (Brick)\nWe steppin' outside with the (Outside)\nHannah Montana with grits (Hannah)\nThat honey bun gon' make 'em blitz (Grah)\nI'm up, I'm rich, look at my, she fine and rich (Look)\nStudied the game and I find the glitch\nHustla', I got a mind like Mitch (Hey)\nHe not poppin', he kinda lit\nHe not wealthy, he kinda rich (Kinda)\nain't trippin', just signed this\nHunnid mill', we'll split (Split it)\nIf it's fifty mill', we'll split\nIf it's two in one, they'll split (Split)\nThree split a G6\nThese platinum plaques ain't nothin'\nI stand over 'em take a\nI stand over and take a (Hey)\nThis a hunnid thousand on the wrist (Hunnid)\nGet the money, never politic\nFloor seats, Atlanta versus the Knicks\nYoung with the birds, Kyle Pitts (Brr)\nIn the 'adium, 'Cedes Benz (Yeah)\nKid gon' play with 'em, he got friends\nHe know Migo dem, knock off limbs\nYeah, we did it, kid, to the M's\nRidin' Presidential with the rims (Skrrt)\nHelpin' Ye find Kim in the black double M Benz (Maybach)\nNo new friends, Nobu with my twins (Nobu)\nRemember we kicked that door down because they didn't let us in (Woo)\nBorn to win, I committed a sin with a see-through lens (See-through)\nI filled up all my pockets, now you get a pocket to pick\nThank God I'm alive and rich (Alive)\nNo lie, I survived the trench\nPay my tithe, livin' marvelous (Tithes)\nThat's the reason I don't talk of this (Hey)\nHand-built it like a carpenter did it\nShootin' bullets out the cars for this (Grrah)\nTattoos and the scars for this (Tats)\n'Member when we used to borrow fits (Hey)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: We Did It Kid\n  artist: Ye\n  album: Donda 2\n  duration_ms: 235135\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Not nice, or the meanest\n  Feelin' sorry for my mama'nem\n  Survivor's guilt really get old\n  Whole gang in the end zone\n  Not nice, or the meanest\n  Heaven's Gate when I get home\n  Color palettes lookin' Pantone\n  'Bout to turn into a phantom\n  Cameras off, get to flippin' lights\n  She ain't happy with the other guy\n  Had a argument the other night\n  I ain't even get to 'pologize\n  While I'm in the meetings lookin' disguised\n  I'ma show face 'til I get tired\n  Don't care about event size\n  Lookin' at you through a fisheye\n  I'm never nice, or the meanest\n  I'm tired, I'm tired, I'm tired, I'm tired, I'm tired, yeah\n  We here, you can't deny that we here, we here (Woo)\n  Hands up, me throwin' for my fan (Migo)\n  For Abloh, Rest In Peace to my man (Uh, hey)\n  I seen the feet prints in the sand (Uh, woo)\n  We done everything that we planned\n  Huncho, I it big, you did it, kid, you did it, kid (We did it)\n  Like a just got potty trained\n  Hourglass, how her body came (Yeah)\n  Chop 'em down, with the what-it-name (Grrah)\n  Know what I'm sayin'? I'm tellin 'ya\n  Pushin' P, Bill Bellamy (P)\n  ridin' with a felony\n  See the jealousy\n  The struggle made me a better me (Struggle)\n  Why you talkin', is you payin' me?\n  Lamborghini coated candy (Skrrt)\n  If I her, she gon' have the baby\n  I'm the plan A, and the plan B (Hey)\n  Quarter million to the nannies (Go)\n  I'm the head of the family (Hey)\n  My momma had to cry for this\n  My gang had to slide for this (Slide)\n  Pistol Pete had to die for this (Die)\n  Doin' time through the wire for this (Hey)\n  Fresh out the bricks to a brick (Brick)\n  We steppin' outside with the (Outside)\n  Hannah Montana with grits (Hannah)\n  That honey bun gon' make 'em blitz (Grah)\n  I'm up, I'm rich, look at my, she fine and rich (Look)\n  Studied the game and I find the glitch\n  Hustla', I got a mind like Mitch (Hey)\n  He not poppin', he kinda lit\n  He not wealthy, he kinda rich (Kinda)\n  ain't trippin', just signed this\n  Hunnid mill', we'll split (Split it)\n  If it's fifty mill', we'll split\n  If it's two in one, they'll split (Split)\n  Three split a G6\n  These platinum plaques ain't nothin'\n  I stand over 'em take a\n  I stand over and take a (Hey)\n  This a hunnid thousand on the wrist (Hunnid)\n  Get the money, never politic\n  Floor seats, Atlanta versus the Knicks\n  Young with the birds, Kyle Pitts (Brr)\n  In the 'adium, 'Cedes Benz (Yeah)\n  Kid gon' play with 'em, he got friends\n  He know Migo dem, knock off limbs\n  Yeah, we did it, kid, to the M's\n  Ridin' Presidential with the rims (Skrrt)\n  Helpin' Ye find Kim in the black double M Benz (Maybach)\n  No new friends, Nobu with my twins (Nobu)\n  Remember we kicked that door down because they didn't let us in (Woo)\n  Born to win, I committed a sin with a see-through lens (See-through)\n  I filled up all my pockets, now you get a pocket to pick\n  Thank God I'm alive and rich (Alive)\n  No lie, I survived the trench\n  Pay my tithe, livin' marvelous (Tithes)\n  That's the reason I don't talk of this (Hey)\n  Hand-built it like a carpenter did it\n  Shootin' bullets out the cars for this (Grrah)\n  Tattoos and the scars for this (Tats)\n  'Member when we used to borrow fits (Hey)\n"},{"id":22885836,"name":"We Did It Kid","trackName":"We Did It Kid","artistName":"Ye","albumName":"Donda 2","duration":182.950675,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Not nice, or the meanest\nFeelin' sorry for my mama'nem\nSurvivor's guilt really get old\nWhole gang in the end zone\nNot nice, or the meanest\nHeaven's Gate when I get home\nColor palettes lookin' Pantone\n'Bout to turn into a phantom\nCameras off, get to flippin' lights\nShe ain't happy with the other guy\nHad a argument the other night\nI ain't even get to 'pologize\nWhile I'm in the meetings lookin' disguised\nI'ma show face 'til I get tired\nDon't care about event size\nLookin' at you through a fisheye\nI'm never nice, or the meanest\nI'm tired, I'm tired, I'm tired, I'm tired, I'm tired, yeah\nWe here, you can't deny that we here, we here (Woo)\nHands up, me throwin' for my fan (Migo)\nFor Abloh, Rest In Peace to my man (Uh, hey)\nI seen the feet prints in the sand (Uh, woo)\nWe done everything that we planned\nHuncho, I it big, you did it, kid, you did it, kid (We did it)\nLike a just got potty trained\nHourglass, how her body came (Yeah)\nChop 'em down, with the what-it-name (Grrah)\nKnow what I'm sayin'? 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