[All Of The Lights - Interlude]
(Instrumental)
[All Of The Lights]
[Intro: Choir]
All of the lights
Li-Lights, lights
All of the lights
[Chorus: Rihanna]
Turn up the lights in here, baby
Extra bright, I want y'all to see this
Turn up the lights in here, baby
You know what I need, want you to see everything
Want you to see all of the lights
[Post-Chorus: Rihanna & (Elly Jackson)]
Fast cars, (shooting stars)
All of the lights, all of the lights
(Until it's Vegas everywhere we are)
(All of the lights)
If you want it, you can get it for the rest of your life
If you want it, you can get it for the rest of your life
[Verse 1: Kanye West]
Somethin' wrong, I hold my head
MJ gone, our n***a dead
I slapped my girl, she called the feds
I did that time and spent that bread
I'm heading home, I'm almost there
I'm on my way, heading up the stairs
To my surprise, a n***a replacing me
I had to take him to that ghetto university
[Pre-Chorus: Kanye West]
(All of the lights), lights
Cop lights, flashlights, spotlights
Strobe lights, street lights
(All of the lights, all of the lights)
Fast life, drug life, thug life
Rock life every night
(All of the lights)
[Chorus: Rihanna]
Turn up the lights in here, baby
Extra bright, I want y'all to see this
Turn up the lights in here, baby
You know what I need, want you to see everything
Want you to see all of the lights
[Verse 2: Kanye West]
Restraining order, can't see my daughter
Her mother, brother, grandmother hate me in that order
Public visitation, we met at Borders
Told her she take me back, I'll be more supportive
I made mistakes, I bumped my head
Courts sucked me dry, I spent that bread
She need her daddy, baby, please
Can't let her grow up in that ghetto university
[Pre-Chorus: Kanye West]
(All of the lights), lights
Cop lights, flashlights, spotlights
Strobe lights, street lights
(All of the lights, all of the lights)
Fast life, drug life, thug life
Rock life every night
(All of the lights)
[Chorus: Rihanna]
Turn up the lights in here, baby
Extra bright, I want y'all to see this
Turn up the lights in here, baby
You know what I need, want you to see everything
Want you to see all of the lights
[Bridge: Kid Cudi]
Gettin' mine, baby
Gotta let these n***as know, yeah
Gettin' right, babe
You should go and get your own
Gettin' mine, baby
Gotta let these n***as know, yeah
Gettin' right, babe
You should go and get your own
[Verse 3: Fergie with Rihanna]
Unemployment line, credit card declined
Did I not mention I was about to lose my mind?
And also was about to do that line
'Kay, okay, you know we going all the way this time
We going all the way this time
(We going all the way this time)
(We going all the way this time)
[Interlude: Choir]
Li-Lights, lights
All of the lights
[Verse 4: Lil Wayne]
Lights on, I see your face
She eat me up, she got expensive taste
I see you dreaming, but you still awake
Big slices, that's how you cut the cake
It's cold as hell, I show and tell
Weezy home, our n***a out of jail!
In this "give-or-take" world, I got what it takes
Put you out your misery: Kathy Bates
I'm Young Money, I'm Cash Money
If we could buy time, I'd spend my last money
Now I'm spending time, you in the blind
This little light of mine, I'ma let it shine
Bright lights, night lights, headlights, shh
No lights but them infrared lights
Long knife, don't like to ask twice
You killing me baby, this the past life
[Chorus: Rihanna]
Turn up the lights in here, baby
Extra bright, I want y'all to see this
Turn up the lights in here, baby
You know what I need, want you to see everything
Want you to see all of the lights
[Verse 5: Big Sean]
Ready, set, go, go, go, go, go
Go 'til you can't go no more
I'm ill times ill, dope plus dope
"Westside bitch," quote, unquote
Whoa there, boy, don't go there, ho
If you cross that line, I might overload
I swear these lights-lights-lights be talking to me
But I can't read Morse Code
Why every rapper named "Big" got bodied, huh?
But every rapper named "Sean" got money? Ooh
Well, I guess my chances are fifty-fifty
But my vision is 20/20, so I be counting a hundred hundreds
Like, oh, my Allah, Lordy Lordy Lordy
I took your chick, now you want beef, and I'm just chuckling like I'm Porky
'Cause you spent all day with her spooning
I spent all night with her forking
There's a one-way ticket to Hell and they want these bullets to book it for me, man
I'm shitting on every statistic that said I'd be dead or fuckin' broke
This is history, your kids' kids' kids' kids' kids gon' book report me, what?
And I think they want to murder me
I'm shining hard (Hard), 'cause, bitch, I'm an emergency
[Chorus: Rihanna & (Big Sean)]
Turn up the lights in here, baby (B-I-G)
Extra bright, I want y'all to see this (I do it)
Turn up the lights in here, baby (Boi, boi, boi)
You know what I need (Yeah)
Want you to see everything
Want you to see all of the lights (You know a n***a so good)
[Bridge: Alicia Keys, (Big Sean), {Elton John}]
Whoa, whoa
(So good, Westside)
{I tried to tell you but all I could say was }
(I'm so hood, I do it)
Whoa, whoa
[Verse 6: Drake, (Lil Wayne)]
Bad decisions, good intentions, man I'm riding, Weezy with me
I just stepped out of the strip club, made five-thousand look like fifty
I spend all my time in Houston, smoke that kush, but I don't do Whitney
I don't do Britney, I don't do Lindsay
I made two million since last Wednesday
And I hate y'all! Y'all got too much free time
Saying I ain't drop shit, everything gon be fine
Worrying about your old girl, trying to see if she's mine
N***a she's with me when she tells you she needs some "me time," it's our time, so fuck y'all
I'm really about to go Spring Break now
And start taking shots in this muthafucka
And you didn't have all that ass last month girl
What, you get some shots in this muthafucka?
Yeah, we got the Roc in this muthafucka
You thought n***as was going pop in this muthafucka?
Uh, Young Money, power, respect in this bitch
You would think we got the LOX in this muthafucka
I made mistakes, I made some bread
I even made a way for them to get ahead
To my surprise, nobody replacing me
Take Care and Carter IV, it won't be long 'til they can see the lights
(Lights on)
And I'm on one, I got one
You a pussy, n***a, I'm not one, so call it a night, call it a night
(Lights on)
And I run this, and y'all know that
I take the purple and pour that all in the Sprite, all in the Sprite
[Bridge: Kid Cudi, (Drake)]
Gettin' mine, baby (Yeah)
Gotta let these n***as know, yeah (Shout out my n***a Cudi too, that's my motherfuckin' n***a for real, man)
Gettin' right, babe (Shout out Cole)
You should go and get ya own (Think we got a buzz now, n***a, fuck y'all n***as, man)
(I'm here)
[Interlude: Fergie with Rihanna]
We going all the way this time
We going all the way this time
(Lights, lights)
We going all the way this time
(All of the Lights, all of the lights)
We going all the way this time
We going all the way this time
(All of the lights!)
[Verse 7: Kanye West]
All the haters hating, wait a minute, stand on dat side
I don't need no allies, I don't feel the need to fraternize
Yeezys in the field, Yeezys, Yeezys in the field now
Made it to the NBA, we in the NFL now
All the haters hating, wait a minute, stand on dat side
Moved into a neighborhood where I'm the only black guy
Then they go and blame it on you, you just good, they can't ignore you"
Don't respect who came before 'em and made they lane so I
Pulled a Lambo out and then I went and got it baptized
Moved into a neighborhood where I'm the only black guy
Neighbors said they think I gave the neighborhood a black eye
They too worried 'bout what I'm doing so I gotta keep my grass high
[Chorus: Rihanna]
Turn up the lights in here, baby
Extra bright, I want y'all to see this
Turn up the lights in here, baby
You know what I need, want you to see everything
Want you to see all of the lights
[Verse 8: Rick Ross]
Got a pocket full of hunnids, she the only one that's missin'
Got a bucket full of ice, and a watch to go with it (Ugh!)
Got a racin' Lamborghini half my homies scared to drive
Haters better put their heads down, they know that boy be fly
All the charter planes, now I'm talkin' ballers slang
R-O-Z-A-Y on the wall in that Hall of Fame (Maybach Music, Ugh!)
I let my denim sag, red Louis belt
How can you love me, baby? First, you gotta love yourself
(All of the lights)
[Bridge: Rihanna (with Drake)]
We going all the way this time
(We going all the way this time)
[Chorus: Choir]
Turn up the lights in here, baby
Extra bright, I want y'all to see this
Turn up the lights in here, baby
You know what I need, want you to see everything
Want you to see all of the lights
[Outro: Alicia Keys & (Elton John)]
Woah, woah
(I tried to tell you, but all I could say was oh)
Woah, woah
(I tried to tell you, but all I could say was oh)
Woah, woah
(I tried to tell you, but all I could say was oh)
Woah, woah
(I tried to tell you, but all I could say)
[Vocalising: The-Dream]
[Verse 9: Childish Gambino]
Hollering at this Japanese girl, Asian mommy
But is it too soon for Japanese girls? Too tsunami?
Is it racist if I say she tastes like edamame?
Was I supposed to stay uncool? Please remind me
(What the fuck is up?) Yeah, it's Cheezy, ho
I'm so cheesy, ho, my swag's got high cholesterol
I know y'all girls, I met them all, you're her ex-man like Cannonball
I ain't got shit to say to ya, I'm known for bad behavior
Look at me, man, I went to the W from Double Tree
Makin' out with girls who black and yellow like a bumblebee
Can I live up to all this hype they have for me? It's hard to tell
But these girls I'm kissin' chase the blues away like Gargamel
I'm back in the game, coach put me in
T-Pain flow, all I do is win
With a glass full of Macallan to mess me up
And the cash we can throw at them unless we fuck
Dopeness, after this, I hit the highway
I'm headin' west like I'm fuckin' blowin' Kanye
Read the fuckin' news, Huey Lewis, n***a
You can't go H.A.M, you's a Jewish n***a
Donald Glover, you don't have to call me "Childish"
Except for when I'm flirting with your half-Latino stylist
Photoshoot, beach house playin' Beach House, free wireless
So I can post these pictures on my website of her smilin'
I kissed this girl I've liked since back when I was just a sophomore
But I'm afraid to text her "What the fuck it take so long for?!"
What the fuck has changed? Is it swagger? Is it money?
I still dress the fuckin' same and my nose is still as ugly as the day you fuckin' met me
They're tellin' me I'm the rapper for these white kids
'Cause black kids can't possibly like the same shit
I wanna bring you back to the studio, try and get your number
These black girls with natural hair who keep up with their Tumblrs
I like it when you tweet me, you smell like baby lotion
I wanna suck your breasts and finger blast to Frank Ocean
Her pussy tastes like vanilla, tasty ho
Clown n***as, then I kill 'em, Gacy flow
It's crazy how these labels and these blogs are on my dick
I'm Pryor in his last years: comedian who's sick
Fuck
I've made mistakes, I bumped my head
Inside of this girl, inside of my bed
Whatever, man, I'm just havin' fun
I'm sorry that I fucked her, but now you know that she's not the one
I'm doin' you a favor, like every time I rhyme
Or write a script or do a movie, there's a million ways to shine
Choose one instead of what you're doing tonight
IAMDONALD, coming soon, we've got all of the lights, all of the lights
[Chorus: Childish Gambino]
Turn on the lights in here, baby
Extra bright, I want y'all to see this
Turn on the lights in here, baby
Know what I mean, want you to see everything
Want you to see all of the (lights)
[Bridge: Rihanna with Drake]
We going all the way this time
We going all the way this time
[Verse 10: J. Cole]
Wow, n***as been crampin' my style
Blowin' my high, they want a reply
The number one question is, "How?"
How does it feel now that you on?
How much you worth? How big is your home?
How come you won't get a few features?
I think you should? How 'bout I don't?
How 'bout you just get the fuck off my dick?
How 'bout you listen and never forget?
Only gon' say this one time, then I'll dip
N***as ain't worthy to be on my shit
Haven't you heard? I'm as cold as the tip
Tip of the iceberg that tipped the Titanic
No tip-toein' around it, my shit is gigantic
As big as the fuckin' Atlantic, I'm lit, bitch
Yeah, at this shit daily, sipped so much Actavis
I convinced Actavis that they should pay me
If practice made perfect, I'm practice's baby
If practice made perfect, I'm practice's baby
Platinum wrist ridin' in back like Miss Daisy
Platinum disc and I own masters, bitch, pay me
Y'all n***as trappin' so lack-sical-daisy
My n***a sell crack like it's back in the '80s
Know a young n***a, he actin' so crazy
He serve a few packs and he jack a Mercedes
He shoot at the police, he clap at old ladies
He don't give a fuck if them crackers gon' hang him
Bitches been askin', "What have you done lately?"
I stacked a few M's like my last name was Shady
My life is too crazy, no actor could play me
My life is too crazy, no actor could play me
[Verse 11: Kendrick Lamar]
Hello, new world, all the boys and girls
I got some true stories to tell
I got, I got, I got, I got—
Loyalty, got royalty inside my DNA
Cocaine quarter piece, got war and peace inside my DNA
I got power, poison, pain, and joy inside my DNA
I got hustle, though, ambition flow inside my DNA
I don't contemplate, I meditate, then off your fucking head
This that put-the-kids-to-bed
This that I got, I got, I got, I got—
Realness, I just kill shit 'cause it's in my DNA
I got millions, I got riches buildin' in my DNA
I got dark, I got evil that rot inside my DNA
I got off, I got troublesome heart inside my DNA
I just win again, then win again like Wimbledon, I serve
Yeah, that's him again, the sound that engine in is like a bird
You see fireworks and Corvette tire skrrt the boulevard
I know how you work, I know just who you are
See, you's a, you's a, you's a—
Bitch, your hormones prolly switch inside your DNA
Problem is, all that sucker shit inside your DNA
Daddy prolly snitched, heritage inside your DNA
Backbone don't exist, born outside a jellyfish, I gauge
See, my pedigree most definitely don't tolerate the front
Shit I've been through prolly offend you, this is Paula's oldest son
I know murder, conviction
Burners, boosters, burglars, ballers, dead, redemption
Scholars, fathers dead with kids and
I wish I was fed forgiveness
Yeah
The world in a panic, the women is stranded, the men on a run
The prophets abandoned, the law take advantage, the market is crashin', the industry wants
N***as and bitches to sleep in a box while they makin' a mockery followin' us
This ain't Monopoly, watchin' for love, this ain't monogamy, y'all gettin' fucked
Jumpin' on what the hell is that? I gotta relax when I feel (Huh, facts)
All my descendants, they come in my sleep and say I am too real (Huh, facts)
I'm done with the sensitive, takin' it personal, done with the black and the white, the wrong and the right
You hopin' for change and clericals, I know the feelings that came with burial's cries
Huh, huh, ugh
You outta pocket, yeah, you outta pocket (This shit hard)
You entertain the mediocre, need to stop it (This shit hard)
You entertainin' old friends when they toxic (This shit hard)
What your life like? Bullshit and gossip (This shit hard)
What the fuck is cancel culture, dawg?
Say what I want about you n***as, I'm like Oprah, dawg
I treat you crackers like I'm Jigga, watch, I own it all
Oh, you worried 'bout a critic? That ain't protocol (Bitch)
[Verse 12: Pharrell Williams & (Juice WRLD)]
You left your n***a home, you said you at your sister's
You and your girlfriends wrong, you in here taking pictures
It's clear as black and white, like a fat panda
Your brain is Magic City, your nose is Atlanta
(The party never ends
In a motel layin' with my sins, yeah
I'm tryna get revenge
You'll be all out of love in the end)
[Verse 13: Travis Scott]
Bicentennial man, put the city on slam
She get trippy off Xans, lost twenty-one grams
And she did it on cam, wasn't no video dance
Make my own rules, I really don't pick, I just choose
I don't set picks, I just shoot
Chopped and get screwed
I told her it's B.Y.O.B., that mean buy your own boobs
Put it on God, He the one that put me on top
Can't be put in a box, gotta move on the opps
Devil got the move on the drop
N***as tryna move on the Scott
And move that deep, tryna run down, shit's steep
Gotta act a fool with the squad
Next city, no sleep, back to the 713 (spent 10)
[Verse 14: 21 Savage]
Every day that I'm alive, I'ma ride with the stick
I'd rather be broke in jail than be dead and rich
Told my brothers take my breath if I turn to a snitch
But I'm 21 4L, ain't no way I'ma switch
Start at the bottom, the trenches, the gutters, so I had to go little harder (Straight up)
Lights was out, the gas was off, so we had to boil up the water (Straight up)
Been through some things, but I couldn't imagine my kids stuck at the border (Straight up)
Flint still need water (Straight up)
N***as was innocent, couldn't get lawyers (On God)
How much money you got? (A lot)
How many problems you got? (A lot)
How many people done doubted you? (A lot)
Left you out to rot? (A lot)
How many pray that you flop? (A lot)
How many lawyers you got? (A lot)
How many times you got shot? (A lot)
How many n***as you shot? (A lot)
How many times did you ride? (A lot)
How many n***as done died? (A lot)
How many times did you cheat? (A lot)
How many times did you lie? (A lot)
How many times did she leave? (A lot)
How many times did she cry? (A lot)
How many chances she done gave you?
Fuck around with these thots (A lot)
[Verse 15: JAY-Z]
So I ball so hard, motherfuckers wanna fine me
But first n***as gotta find me
What's fifty grand to a motherfucker like me? Can you please remind me?
(Ball so hard) This shit crazy
Y'all don't know that don't shit faze me
The Nets could go 0 for 82
And I'd look at you like this shit gravy
(Ball so hard) This shit weird
We ain't even 'posed to be here
(Ball so hard) Since we here
It's only right that we'd be fair
Psycho, I'm liable to go Michael, take your pick
Jackson, Tyson, Jordan, Game 6
(Ball so hard) Got a broke clock
Rollies that don't tick-tock
Audemars that's losing time
Hidden behind all these big rocks
(B-ball so hard) I'm shocked too
I'm supposed to be locked up too
You escaped what I escaped
You'd be in Paris getting fucked up too
(B-ball so hard) Let's get faded
Le Meurice for like six days
Gold bottles, scold models
Spillin' Ace on my sick J's
(Ball so hard) Bitch, behave
Just might let you meet Ye
Chi-Town's D. Rose
I'm moving the Nets, BK
[Verse 16: Quavo]
Uh-uh-uh-uh, uh
Uh-uh-uh-uh, uh
Uh-uh-uh-uh, uh
Chopper talk (Yeah), AK, AK walk (Brrt, brrt)
Spray the block (Spray), it's an outline, chalk (Outline, chalk)
We don't talk, young n***a be stackin' up that sign language (Stack it)
If you get out of line, disrespect your boss, you should do just fire 'em, ain't ya? (Fire)
Ironing boards (Ironing)
Straightening money on ironing boards (Yeah)
Connect the streets (Streets)
N***a keep lookin', can't find no cord (Yeah)
Patek Philippe (Patek)
So much water can't find no shore (Drippin')
Save your beef (Save it)
N***a, nobody can't find no war
[Verse 17: Pusha T]
Like I got a crown made of powder
Everybody knows who the king of the coke flow be
All I hear is "Oh, key," every line is "Oh, key"
All you rappers okey-dokey
N***a, you don't paint pictures, I paint Murakamis on you n***as
And Daimer Speedy Bag, bitches
Buy and sell, I can accommodate your clientele
Shamu weight, motherfucker, brace your scales
P to the -usha
With a name like that, what you look for?
More or less like P with the hook-up
Hit me on the bat phone if you want it cooked up
Ride with me, as I'm switching lane to lane
In my Play Cloths as I'm grippin' grain
In a hail of bullets how I write my name
Whether soft or hard, motherfucker, 'caine is 'caine
[Verse 18: Drake]
Yeah
Had hit records on my demo
Did y'all boys not get the memo?
I do not stay at the Intercontinental
And anything I got is not a rental
I own that mu'fucka
Figured out this shit is simple
My stock been going up like a crescendo
A bunch of handshakes from the fakes
But n***a, I do not wanna be friends though
I told y'all mu'fuckas
Man, this shit is not a love song
This a "fuck-a-stripper-on-the-mink-rug" song
This a "fuck-them-boys-forever, hold-a-grudge" song
"Pop-some-fucking-champagne-in-the-tub" song
N***a, "just-because" song
Damn
What's the move? Can I tell the truth?
If I was doing this for you then I'd have nothing left to prove
Nah, this for me though
I'm just tryna stay alive and take care of my people (Trophies)
[Verse 19: Kid Cudi]
Let me tell you 'bout my month y'all
Endless shopping, I had a ball
I had to ball for therapy, my shrink don't think that helps at all
Whatever, that man ain't wearing these leather pants
I diagnose my damn self, these damn pills ain't working fam
In-In my spare time, punching walls, fucking up my hand
I know that shit sound super cray, but if you had my life you'd understand
But, I can't fold, some poor soul got it way worse
We're all troubled in a world of trouble
It's scary to have a kid walk this Earth
I'm what you made, God, fuck yes, I'm so odd
Thinking 'bout all my old friends who weren't my friends all along
[Verse 20: JID]
I'm at the line of scrimmage, know the scrimmage line
With a large spliff, it's decriminalized
I gotta party like the n***a on Timba's side
He got a stick and a rod, he said "Get in the ride"
There's no thinkin' about it 'til the finish line
We got plenty time, we got plenty rhymes
Tell Tim' and Swizz to hit the Insta' Live
I put a milli' on us vers' anybody
That's plenty dimes, n***as been advised
That's a warnin' sign, I just got into the game to gentrify
What's a modern rapper to a renaissance?
N***a, I'll be snappin' 'til the end of time (Time)
[Verse 21: XXXTENTACION]
It's a vibe, yeah, feeling right, yeah
Keep it quiet, thought a n***a told you, you
So much ice, yeah, fantasize, yeah
The city lights, got a n***a so, yeah, day and night
Through the day and night, through the day and night
Got a n***a so, yeah, day an' night
Through the day and night, through the day and night
Don't crash, don't crash, you're movin' too fast now
More cash, more cash, might throw it on her ass now
Butterfly on the whip, that's a n***a doors
All my hoes super thick and don't keep no legs closed
I got stripes like Adidas do, uh
My whip the color of Beetlejuice, uh
Peter Pan, Gucci fan, look at you, uh
N***a, you hatin', you bitchin', you, ayy
N***as be whinin' like bitches and uh
N***a quite frankly don't get that shit, ayy
These n***as bored, they irrelevant, ayy
N***as be watchin', these n***as be—
It's a vibe, yeah, feeling right, yeah
Keep it quiet, thought a n***a told you, you
So much ice, yeah, fantasize, yeah
The city lights, got a n***a so–
[Verse 22: Drake]
(Until it's Vegas everywhere we are)
Alright, it's on, I grew up thinking
I was wrong, and always said that if they let me in the bitch
I'd do some damage, I might be out of mind
But if I am it's just in time, because I got the explanation
So you fucking understand it, man, I’m really show you n***as what I-
[Verse 23: Lupe Fiasco]
Now she got high hopes, just to say hi to us
She want the high life, she like them higher-ups
She know we high-rolling, she know it's high-stakes
That's why she high speeding, out on that highway
I asked her, "How it feel up on this high-rise?"
She said, "This high score, this was the highlight"
She got her hiPod, bumpin' her hiTunes
This higher education, welcome to high school
[Verse 24: Eminem]
Big bills like a platypus
A caterpillar's comin' to get the cannabis
I'm lookin' for the smoke but you motherfuckers are scatterin'
Batterin' everything and I've had it with the inadequate
Man, I can see my dick is standin' stiff as a mannequin
And I'm bringin' the bandana back, and the fuckin' headband again
A handkerchief and I'm thinkin' of bringin' the fuckin' fingerless gloves back
And not giving a singular fuck, like fuck rap
I sound like a fuckin' millionaire
With a Derringer with a hair trigger
'Bout to bear hug a fuckin' terrier, the Ric Flair dripper
Y'all couldn't hold a candle at a prayer vigil
When I vent, they compare me to a fuckin' air duct
I'm 'bout to bare-knuckle it, nah, fuck it
I'm gonna go upside their head with a Nantucket
Abraca-fuckin'-dabra
The track is the blood, I'm attracted, I'm attackin' it
What? Dracula, fuck that shit
I'm up, back with a thud
Hol' up, I said "Rover" because now your Rover is red
Like Red Rover, so you know what I meant
But I roll over my opponents instead
Makin' dog sounds 'cause I gotta keep breakin' these bars down
I'll go slow for the speds
But when I go (Roof!) like the Dobermann said
I still think the (Roof!) would go over your head (Ha-ha)
Beast mode, motherfuckers 'bout to get hit
With so many foul lines, you'll think I'm a free throw
Figured it was about time for people to eat crow
You about to get out-rhymed, how could I be dethroned?
I stay on my toes like the repo, a behemoth in sheep's clothes
[Verse 25: Lil Uzi Vert]
Can't trust the vision, I already seen it
Don’t start with me if you got your own demons
N***as don't know what I really believe in (Yeah, yeah)
When shit all go wrong, yeah, we all pray to Jesus
I don’t have faith, I put that in my Nina
We put the work on the plane on Fatima
Yeah, I fucked your bitch and I never even seen her
Jumped on the beat like a muhfuckin' Lemur
I’m wearin' drip that you can’t get at Neiman's
I’m buying Rick Owens like it's Adidas
Matter fact, Rick Owens same thing Adidas
Bitch, I'm too hot, no, I can't catch a fever
And my waist hot 'cause I came with a heater
I’ma just treat her, no, I'm not a cheater
Rather have Pam, I can't settle for Gina
I keep it real, I can't settle for either
Feel like JAY-Z, that boy settle for ether
Why the fuck would I worry 'bout n***as that worry ‘bout n***as (What?)
Why the fuck would I worry 'bout n***as, I’m worried ‘bout bitches (True)
We never stop killing 'cause all of the opps on a mission
Now you know why I’m always with the hittas
Got a Glock-19, hold 64, and it’s extended (And it’s extended)
Only go in the field with them Glocks and them bitches, they come with the switches (They came with the switches)
Walk on the beat with no feet and I can tell your girl wanna kick it (Girl wanna kick it)
I put JT on a jet, I told her there’s no need for no ticket
This girl keep sucking me off like it’s no need for no kisses
We keep on spending these racks but my bank account ain’t empty (Bank account)
[Pre-Chorus: Kanye West]
Baby, please
Can't let her grow up in that ghetto university
(All of the lights), lights
Cop lights, flashlights, spotlights
Strobe lights, street lights
(All of the lights, all of the lights)
Fast life, drug life, thug life
Rock life every night
(All of the lights)
[Chorus: Rihanna]
Turn up the lights in here, baby
Extra bright, I want y'all to see this
Turn up the lights in here, baby
You know what I need, want you to see everything
Want you to see all of the lights
[Bridge: Kid Cudi]
Gettin' mine, baby
Gotta let these n***as know, yeah
Gettin' right, babe
You should go and get your own
Gettin' mine, baby
Gotta let these n***as know, yeah
Gettin' right, babe
You should go and get your own
(We going all the way this time)
[Chorus: Choir]
Turn up the lights in here, baby
Extra bright, I want y'all to see this
Turn up the lights in here, baby
You know what I need, want you to see everything
Want you to see all of the lights
[Outro: Alicia Keys & (Elton John)]
Woah, woah
(I tried to tell you, but all I could say was oh)
Woah, woah
(I tried to tell you, but all I could say was oh)
Woah, woah
(I tried to tell you, but all I could say was oh)
Woah, woah
(I tried to tell you, but all I could say)
