God's son speaking...
Alpha & Omega...
Omega, he said he's the God's son, and I believe it
Talk to my man, he believes it...
Shit that I believe is shit that you can't conceive
All these newborn babies...
These bitches is strong, tryna throw 'em off of my sleeve
They won't even let me... "breathe!"
But, I take a time for a second...
He takes a time for a second, chills with his crew
He knows how we do, we've got him through and through
We never left the strip, we still pitch in the block
Talk to my man, he knows all of them...
I know all the chicks... my niggas
I know all of the pricks that got small dicks
They can't say it to my face?
But they say it to their papes?
Fuck all that... I'm still on a chase
And I'm far from a jake...
Keep the grass cut so I can always see the snakes
And the boy right here - I got good taste
What would Yeezus do?
Straight off Kanye's bracelet (spiritual)
You know what it is, they tryna get the kids, I don't know why
Was we too nice? Was we too fly?
Was we too hard? Were they too nice?
Nah, they had a problem with the black and white shit
They won't let us live...
I don't know why, all we do is fuckin' give
Well let me tell you somethin'
I'm tellin' you shit was meant
That's why your boy's got his own freedom
They gon' keep hatin' (unbreakable)
I'mma keep makin' (makin')
And if Khloe's out of town...
I guess I'll still be on the DL
You know what it is, we the QU pimps
Ask any of your shorties, we ran through they cribs
Up in them hills, down to the hills, over in East L.A.
And take us to the jungle and we A-ok
Okay, you take us to the jungle, A-ok
All I do is "brrr!" ...and all the pain go away
I can say that, but I can't tell you where I stay
It's some place where they hate blacks
That's why I stay in the room
Smoke a little tree and wash it down with a black
...sayin' "aye, who you fuckin' wit?"
(Yo, check it)
How the fuck did I fuck with that?
...and got a body like that with a friend to match, bitch
You could take a picture
All y'all niggas is... (going, going, going, going, going)
All y'all niggas need to read the scripture (infrared!)
Word to Allah, I'll send your ass to Yahweh...
(Okay) One way ticket...
And like Burger King, you could have it your way
Just check it, it gets a little deeper than rap
These ma'fuckas scared, and they got no GATs
You know what I'm sayin'?
This how the fuck we get down