Tell The Vision(Explicit) - Kanye West&Pop Smoke&Pusha T
Lyrics by:FNZ&Jahlil&Bashar Jackson&Terrence LeVarr Thornton&Ross Portaro&Steven Victor
Composed by:Boogz&FNZ&Jahlil&Bashar Jackson&Kanye Omari West&Jahmal Gwin&Terrence LeVarr Thornton&Ricardo Lamarre&Ross Portaro&Steven Victor
Kanye West:
Tripping
Wildin' on television
You could
Still see a n***a tell the vision
Pimpin' boy these boys pimpin'
Different
These boys boys
Pop was here last week
He was talking about Brooklyn and the place Brooklyn was at
How they were really like thriving like right now
He was you know
He was tryna pull people up with him
He wasn't even into where he was about to be
He just was trying to he was trying to get there
He was on his he was well on his way
Um it's just tragic
Twenty years old rest in peace
God bless Pop Smoke
Pop Smoke:
Look n***a we made it
Grrr woo bah
N***a we made it we made it
Woo
N***a we made it
Woo
Thank God that I made it
Grrr bah
N***a we made it we made it
Woo
Look momma I made it
Grrt
Look I remember the days same fit for a week straight
I used to eat 50 Cent cake now it's Philippe's
It's Philippe's for the steak and hella thots up in the Wraith
I can't wife that thot tell that b***h "Get out of my face"
We killed your big brother we killed your little brother
Now it's Philippe's
It's Philippe's for the steak
And hella thots up in the Wraith
Said I hop in a Lamb' and skrrt off
I spent fifty up in Bergdorf
I got s**t you never heard of buy it
I don't care what it cost no
And I always keep a pole rain snow
I did a hundred on a pro
If you droppin' a woo we come where you live
Glock 9 infrared pull up and empty the clip woo
Dread had the strap all summer in the floss movin' reckless
Please do not play wit' me n***a I keep a K wit' me
Look n***a we made it
Grrr woo bah
N***a we made it we made it
Woo
N***a we made it
Woo
Thank God that I made it
Grrr bah
N***a we made it we made it
Woo
Look momma I made it
Grrt
N***a we made it
Huh
We come from the trenches n***a
Trap trap same fit for a week straight
Grr
You know what I'm sayin'
50 Cent cake now we eatin' Philippe's steak
Pusha T:
Look Tyler got the album of the year for now
But Pop about to drop I see the platinum in the clouds
Now Push about to drop so real trappers stick around
The crown is only for the king they tryna place it on a clown
I declare war nickname 'He Sell Raw'
Different city same ghetto bring the Woos on tour
Push start drop top 812 two-door
Baby Rover Benz Coupe b***h you gotta choose yours
How can I not
Woo how can I not
When a brick is thirty-six b***h how could I stop
These Richard Milles are one-of-one s**t how could I watch
We made it we made it whether you like it or not
Pop Smoke:
N***a we made it
Grrr woo bah
N***a we made it we made it
Woo
N***a we made it
Woo
Thank God that I made it
Grrr bah
N***a we made it we made it
Woo
Look momma I made it
Grrt