MELHORES MÚSICAS / MAIS TOCADAS
pusha t - alone in vegas outro
I let you into my diary to admire me
The make up of this man, I let you see the higher me
The self righteous drug dealer dichotomy
I'm drawing from both sides, I am siamese
The tug of war opens the door, entrada
Rip me apart and see what's inside of this piñata
And rolling kilos in gymstrada that's one saga
One chapter of black magic, I'm harold potter
Feels like I'm doomed to dealing with women who
Relationships with their fathers won't allow us to bloom
And blossom, I swear them vegas nights was fucking awesome
But adiós I blow my own dice before I toss 'em
Lost some niggas some other niggas double crossed 'em
Trying snatch my niggas back I blew a small fortune
Wrestle with the work, we was like the four horsemen
Rick flair with the flame, I'm mother fucking gorgeous, woah
As the gull wing doors lift, karate kid, crane kick, no jaden smith
Whiter than that coke brush that they paint me with
Sunk leather seats softer than an angels kiss
But they devil red, tires double tread
I post and parks up. that gets me double head
Tight rope walking tryna keep a level head
The bright lights blind look at what the devil did
She left the door open gave a fuck if I'm famous
I write this alone in vegas
Came off fly street money partied nights with the a-list
I write this alone in vegas
Remember nights when my team blew it all on the tables
I write this alone in vegas
I'm the only one left and the memories fading so
I write this alone in vegas
They'll do everything in their power
Stomp me the stove when you rising like flour
Make your cake fall when you threatening their tower
It's 911 you on your 25th hour
Hasta la vista I'm steppin' out the bleachers
How the tide turns when the pupils now the teacher
The game can't go by just followin the leaders
You gotta be better than the ones who precede yah
Upgrade them
Upstage them
Change the whole body shape and just update them
Pagans
Reagan era I ran contraband
Money caused turf wars through the promised land
First time being rich could be a common man
The guy fishers had the blueprints and diagrams
We just took what we needed and we built on it
Lord forgive me for the blood that I spilt on it
She left the door open gave a fuck if I'm famous
I write this alone in vegas
Came off fly street money partied nights with the a-list
I write this alone in vegas
Remember nights when my team blew it all on the tables
I write this alone in vegas
I'm the only one left and the memories fading so
I write this alone in vegas
Fear of god niggas
Got me feelin' like pac
This the realest shit I ever wrote
Who you know sit in new york for 2 days around grammy winners
Come back home straight to the money getters
About $14, 000 dollars worth in 20s
Brown paper bag money
Yeah, I call that a good weekend
Re-up gang forever
Long live the king coming soon
Malice my brother I love you
Liva-don, till the end nigga
pusha t - amen
[Kanye West]
You like that don?t you? I wrote it myself by the way
And I don?t mean to be selfish
But I picture myself getting paid
And you might catch pneumonia
Cause I'm colder than a elf on a sleigh
Me and Pusha back on it
Now everybody help us pray
Lord forgive my sins & all my friends
Dollars make sense, I?m trying to get paid
[Pusha T]
Try get saved (too late!)
Time to get paid
Got a gun and a stocking mask
Niggas thought I was trying to get waves
I?mma let all ya?ll niggas pray for it
My young niggas knocking off a K for it
Sold my soul on the backend
Only fucking way I?mma pay for it
Front that shit, you put a flame on
My niggas locked in a cage for
They keep telling me to go hard
#1 spot you was made for
I made more
Front of the grill, got a racehorse
California Crayola ring
Glow In The Dark like a Ye tour
Fuck niggas stepping in my lane for
Not knowing that it?s a land mine
Soon as a nigga feels a cool breeze
Throw the top up like a gang sign
Red or blue? Crip or Blood?
Solitaires, diamond studs like chandeliers I?mma flood
Black Jesus piece like it?s dipped in mud
Fashion God?s, notice mine
Rollarball spikes I?m Pokemon
Paris shit, Louboutin
Under bright lights where do you belong
[Hook]
Please Lord, yeah, it?s gettin realer everyday
Niggas killin?, niggas starving, niggas they can?t find no Yay
See at first they roll around and their bills they cannot pay
So some be trappin' and some be dying, bow heads and let us pray
Amen
[Kanye West]
Amen, how many people do you know hatin??
On your downfall sitting their waitin?
When you shine, don't know what they gonna say then
Everything I do now stadiums
Tell me what they really gon? say to him
And I?m headed straight to the ATM
Finna go HAM, nigga, finna go in
Nigga you get it when pigs fly
When Yeezy fake,Devil?s pie
Piece of cake, Kit-Kat
I need a break,God?s child
Jesus Christ, Club like a broken neck
I need the ice, I need the lights
In Egypt they fightin? for freedom
Cop pull you over no reason, beat him
[Hook]
[Young Jeezy]
I got them units packed in
That black van like the A-Team
Even seen them come 2-tone like a saleen
Saleen, Yeah that?s a Mustang
Break ?em down in the night, thats what I call hustling
They say they on they dumb shit, but this is ignorance
Condo on the timepiece, now thats ignorance
Young, you a fool, I coulda bought some real estate
Instead I bought a half a block, I tried to sew up half the streets
I?m on, 75-75, going for the 25
Guess who?s pickin? up a trey
Just an ordinary day with extraodinary pay
Extraordinary risk
Can?t even explain, got an extraordinary wrist
I talk it cause I lived it man, this shit ain't really nothin' to me
Tell ya like Sosa told Tony: ?dont you fuck with me?
[Hook]
pusha t - blow / funk flex freestyle
Malice found religion, Tony found prison
I'm just tryna find my way up out this fucking kitchen
A Birdseye view got me channeling my vision
Turn one to two now the kilo's got a sibling
Father knows best, wash my hands, all's forgiven
We kicking up dust like the Colosseum floors
Walls full of safe's like they mausoleum doors
Pussy getting wet like she walking through my morgue
Grant's, Jackson's, no room for George
Yeah, the fear of God's in you motherfuckers
This art imitate my life
Your Worldstarhiphop fame based off imitation white
Eliminate the fools ghouling imitation ice
My music's for your soul, inspiration for your life
Every dime made in his life more disastrous
Help my young bitch see her way through her bachelors
While my old bitch went back to get her Masters
Same graduation, I was clapping in the rafters
The truth hurts every time it's revealed
What goes around comes around, this is life's Ferris wheel
Grab hold and reverse the steering wheel as I parallel park
Kentucky derby on the grill
The fact that I'm free let's me know God is great
Ten year marathon of me selling concentrate
These rappers talk crowns but I'd rather talk fear
Villain like Candyman, say my name and I'll appear
No weapon formed against me shall prosper
Hakuna matata, feet up, sipping java
Ey yo, strolling up the totem pole, what's my only problem?
Scrolling through my Rolodex, who shall bed my toddler?
So many hands raised as the band plays
I'm here now, watch how many niggas plans change
And eventually answers to the call of Autumn
All of them fallin' for the love of ballin'
Got caught with 30 rocks, the cop look like Alec Baldwin
Inter century anthems based off inner city tantrums
Based off the way we was branded
Face it, Jerome get more time than Brandon
And at the airport they check all through my bag
And tell me that it's random
But we stay winning, this week has been a bad massage
I need a happy ending and a new beginning
And a new fitted and some job opportunities that's lucrative
This the real world, homie, school finished
They done stole your dreams, you dunno who did it
I treat the cash the way the government treats Aids
I won't be satisfied til all my niggas get it, get it?
I need more drinks and less lights
And that American Apparel girl in just tights
She told the director she tryna get in a school
He said "take them glasses off and get in the pool"
It's been a while since I watched the tube
Cause like a crip said,
"I got way too many blues for any more bad news"
I was looking at my resume feeling real fresh today
They rewrite history I don't believe in yesterday
And what's a black Beatle anyway, a fucking roach?
I guess that's why they got me sitting in fucking coach
My guy said I need a different approach
Cause people is looking at me like I'm sniffing coke
It ain't funny anymore try different jokes
Tell 'em hug and kiss my ass, X and O
Kiss the ring while they at it, do my thing while I got it
Play strings for the dramatic
And end all of that wack shit
Act like I ain't had a belt in two classes
I ain't got it I'm going after whoever who has it
I'm coming after whoever. Who has it?
You blowing up, that's good, fantastic
That y'all, it's like that ya'll
I don't really give a fuck about it at all
Cause the same people that tried to black ball me
Forgot about two things, my black balls
Uh, look, Uh uh
I let you into my diary to admire me
The making of this man, I let you see the higher me
The self righteous drug dealer dichotomy
I'm drawn from both sides, I am Siamese
The tug-of-war opens the door, entrada
Rip me apart and see what's inside of this piñata
And rolling kilos in Gymstrada, that's one saga
One chapter of black magic, I'm Harry Potter
Feels like I'm doomed to dealing with women who
Relationships with their fathers won't allow us to bloom
And blossom, I swear this Vegas night was fucking awesome
But adios, I blow my own dice before I toss 'em
Loss some niggas, some other niggas double-crossed 'em
Tryna snatch my niggas back I blew a small fortune
Wrestle with the work, we was like the four horsemen
Rick Flair with the flame, I'm muthafucking gorgeous, woah
As the gull wing doors lift, Karate Kid, crane kick, no Jaden Smith
Whiter than that coke brush did they paint me with [?]
Sunk leather seats softer than an angels kiss
But they devil-red, tires double tread
I postin parks up, that gives me double head
Tight rope walking, tryna keep a level head
The bright lights blind, look at what the devil did
Yeah
pusha t - body work
[Verse 1: Juicy J]
I got some killers so dont push me cuz Juicy J be on some Mob shit
Waitin by your door step hot in the bullshit
If it comes down to it ain?t no thang but to do it
Got a vest on, Got a gun that could really do it
You niggas is playin wid real niggas money
Get funny, one day you is the plug
Next day you?re in the dumpster
Couldn?t keep it one hundred
You?re thirty-two percent
The police got you on a leash nigga you is a bitch
[Hook]
Give yo' ass that body work nigga we spraying
Ridin wid three K nigga I ain't talking bout the Klan
This ain?t no arcade, nigga so quit playing!
It?s eat time, me and my niggas buffet-ing
Give yo' ass body work that we spraying
Ridin wid three K nigga I ain't talking bout the clan
This ain?t no arcade, so quit playing!
It?s eat time, me and my niggas buffet-ing
[Verse 2: Pusha T]
You don?t know about this life nigga
Earnin all of these stripes nigga
Kilograms, Peter Pans, Pack holders on bikes nigga
Throwin bitches on flights nigga
They don't know that they're dykes nigga
'Til the money?s out and the bottles pouring
They?re in the mix that they like nigga
Rose gold all on my wrist
This rolex like devil piss
This daytona illuminate
Yall think I'm talking that devil shit
It?s fifty racks no bezel shit
Like blood diamonds, it?s rebel shit
Its more guns, its more bodies
We call shots they nobody
They fuck niggas they owe prolly
Who's fuckin wit me nobody!
When the guns drawn they?re so sorry
Sprayin niggas now the Lord got em
Bullets out the barrel make your body jerk
Fuck Wid my money and i?ll hit you that body work!
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Meek Mill]
Bad bitches on deck nigga
Money power respect nigga
Cop, cook, collect nigga
You was never no threat nigga
Erybody be rap dissin
I catch niggas I check niggas
These goons wid me dont spit no verse
Just limo service dey stretch niggas
Black 'maro 2 S nigga
Couple birds on my neck nigga
Erytime them hoes see me
Dey like Meek Milly you a mess nigga
2 gats no vest nigga
Strapped up like i?m a cowboy
Stand tall like that Yao boy
Got a bad bitch she 5"4
This gold roley thats on my wrist
Lephrachun prolly die for
Young boys thats on my strip
Will kill anything I say ride on
Tell them niggas call us if they're out of work
Cuz we lifting weights but we dont do no body work
[Verse 4: French Montana]
Shout my lawyer all the crazy shit I ever did
Know we love that KK sound
You know we not backin down
100 drum like hold that doe
Diamonds flash like Kodak, though
Straight cash nigga fuck that loan
Seven digits on that phone!
Money so long smoke a whole zo'
Getting blood money tryna put my cuz on!
Bitch I?m on fire, got my jaw wired
Sex, Money, Murder... Peter Rollack (Soundview waddap)
Body work, chopper work like a techno song
Twenty thou' a show, I just hope my nigga Max come home(Waveyyyy)
Money fast, diamonds flash like high beams
Make it rain in this bitch Hurricane Irene
[Hook]
pusha t - can i live freestyle
Coming live in direct from abu dhabi
Recorded in emirate's palace
I bring to you the fear of god
Noah on the boards. steven victor on the camera
Virgil whatup?
They say it took confidence
I just call it patience
Cause I had too much pride to take this motherfucking cadence
Now when the feds watch me, private paparazzi
Still chasing me for war crimes like a nazi
Against all odds see the judge tried to pac me
Lucky dice roll got my lawyers screaming "yatzhee"
Who the fuck can stop me run away freight train
Mike vick's redemption, big doggin like a great dane
12 cylinders 50 grams of willing ya
These rappers get away with pushing child illingers
Now it's hard feelings... I just put my ceiling up
Planetarium push, the imax experience
They say I talk coke for 9 years long
That means my rap sheet is more than 9 years strong
You niggas would have thought that I was 9 years gone
But I am still in the mix like 9 ounces and a straw
Nigga get your bag on
Bitch get your bag on
Balenciaga hobo so heavy that you drag home
Yeah, see my verse I let you tag along
Swim in the oasis of this drug dealer babylon
3 bitches 3 different flights
Glad it was 4 sides at that paul williams fight
The wynn, the bellagio, the palms 3 nights
As long as they are separated they are my three blind mice
You can't just rap this; the same mindset
That had me hiding in the mattress, now got me round the atlas
Wish every dough boy could get a crack at this
They say when one ends, that begins a new chapter
Can I live?
You tell me, can I live?
pusha t - changing of the guards
[Diddy]
Heavy is the head that wears the crown
These niggas head's is too light
Put the Fear of God in these niggas Pusha
[Pusha T]
It's like the changing of the guards
We changing out the frauds
Gave these lions heart like my name ended in oz
Long time coming, Sam Cooking up these bars
Still Eddy Caning see the fiends sunk in jaws
Pusha ton, pledge allegiance to the raw
No dope dealer that escape without a scar
I'm Buddy Lee so lucky me, see I'm home
Wish I could jailbreak my team like an iPhone
Squilly told me take this motherfucker by storm
Get the money and they bitches, bring the prize home
So as I embark, this where the begin start
I write my own happy ending, nigga pen sharp
My life's a Kodak moment, I need a frame for it
The Penthouse's bed needs a crane for it.
I'm fuckin on it, exotic bitch out the rainforest
So many bitches it's a blur, I take the blame for it
God in heaven knows what I feel inside
Responsible for all this inner-city genocide
I'll be damned if I lay? camp is villify
As I up lift this arch for them ceiling high
I can identify with your one death
We lose thousands over here, you speakin one breath
Outsiders looking in like using one ref
My zip cam point of view to you is one step
Closer to clarity, not a parody
How cocaine single handedly carried me
Escaped clever through the fox hole narrowly
They kick dirt up on my name until they bury me
I just shake it off, then I shake a leg
A lot of time to make up is what Jacob said
The fans fell for your act, I tell you break a leg
Then guns shots going off that'll awake the dead
PUSH!
pusha t - cook it down
I went ahead and asked god for forgiveness
So now I'm just asking you to listen
I'm living in a world where my truth can be my lynching
Last words "fuck you all" feel the ropes tension
I'll never compromise, in it til the powder dries
Best friends drowned in quick sand and help you cowards rise
I floss in their honor, there legacy's in bottles
Make them walk like there 30 years is right around the corner
We was all fucking shawna, you and e was fucking on her
I was jealous when you both said her mouth was like piranha
Yeaugh, spend money like we print money
Buck fifty on the car, that's little dick money
The ac is forever broke, that's vent money
Cocaine snowballed from gambling my rent money
Everyday struggle get money, get the crown for
Always thinking big now they praying for downfall
Say you telling on me
Told them folks bout me
All this coke round me
Like it floats round me
Cook it down, cook it down
You know that I cook it down, cook it down
Everytime I come around.
I just bought the house
Put the pent on it
No rent couple hundred spent on it
Cook it down, cook it down
You that I cook it down, cook it down
Everytime I come around.
Got me loooking at the crown from a birdseye view
Cause I hit the ground running from the birds I flew
No I'm standing at the top from the words I drew
Rap shit'll drive you crazy, it done drove shine's you
Mazel tov, now I'm hotter than a molotov
Tell lyor I need a million for my monologues
I small price for my cocaine catalogue
Scout the coupe like a tomohawk
Travelodge stories
I pray that you ignore me
If you can't feel the joy off a hustler in his glory
Hiding money in a wall from the first to third story
Atl, glenridge, condo's true story
A man of everything that I say I am
A little better than the fans, hope and pray I am
We the jokers out the deck and just play my hand
Smokers getting stuck and going nuts
Like it's peter pan
Say you telling on me
Told them folks bout me
All this coke round me
Like it floats round me
Cook it down, cook it down
You know that I cook it down, cook it down
Everytime I come around.
I just bought the house
Put the pent on it
No rent couple hundred spent on it
Cook it down, cook it down
You that I cook it down, cook it down
Everytime I come around.
pusha t - everything
Bitches going now, the top is coming down,
I'm just showing out, the money's coming in.
Bitches going now, the top is coming down,
I'm just showing out
Who's ordinary is, in the open really is,
I feel sorry for you, niggers, a problem he really is.
A kilo, yeah, he did, fast came, yeah, he slip,
Many think I'm crazy, 'cause I talk the shit I really did.
It's not imaginary, I'm no illusionist,
These are the ones that you look up to who influence this.
I crashed the hottest cars, flew in the newest bitch,
Who showed the village how to fish through all this foolishness?
Get your money, 'cause the folks are coming ruining this,
When the block is red hot, who the fuck is cool as this?
Cool as two fans steering with two hands,
Exotic queen jaba, I'm purched like a two king.
We get 'em in and get 'em off,
It's hard now, it was soft,
Drop it in your park, watch it bubble,
Think it's all, now watch it double.
Cocaine, real game, in the fast lane for my wrist gain,
Champagne, campaign, this hippie, man, we got air time.
More than a hustler, more than a team boy,
I push it, unevail, say I'm on steroids,
These diamonds stood heavy, giving me killoids.
Money follow pricks in the u hall, is a decoy.
I sold d-rugs to all these t-hugs,
These pony hair lubitons feel like beach fuzz,
Support every bad bitch that you could think of,
With something special with you all when we make love.
And big girls don't cry, they just stick their hand out and see what
I'm about.
She know I'm like casino, money to the sky,
Sell a bitch a dream, even the pillow is a lie.
We get 'em in and get 'em off,
It's hard now, it was soft,
Drop it in your park, watch it bubble,
Think it's all, now watch it double.
Cocaine, real game, in the fast lane for my wrist gain,
Champagne, campaign, this hippie, man, we got air time.
The money's coming in, the bitch is going out,
The top is coming down, I'm just showing out,
'cause I'm a show-off, this rap shit is a throw off,
I can't concentrate, 'cause I'm getting all this blow off.
Take all off, the sun let it roll on
My back, 'cause my neck stay cool and get a call off
That's just when the go off, see, I'm on my go-in,
My drop cold fresh selling base like the low in
What's the scenario? Like it's ready, go
Horses roll tide under the hood like a pair of gloves.
Live fast, die young, nigger, ready- go
Wear your suit tight so you're dressed for your burial.
We get 'em in and get 'em off,
It's hard now, it was soft,
Drop it in your park, watch it bubble,
Think it's all, now watch it double.
Cocaine, real game, in the fast lane for my wrist gain,
Champagne, campaign, this hippie, man, we got air time.
pusha t - exodus 231
[Hook: Pusha T]
Beef is best served like steak
Well done get a gun in your face, bitch nigga
Beef will have you praying to God
Move your kids, have you hiding your mom
Beef is when you hide behind them other niggas
But they ain't killers they ain't pullin them triggers, fuck niggas
Beef will have you keying our cars
Heartbroke, yours don't look like ours
[The Dream]
Them niggas ain't dying for you
Them niggas ain't dying for you
[Pusha T]
Throwing that flag up running around you hot shit
Taking half of everything you get
[The Dream]
Them niggas ain't dying for you
Them niggas ain't dying for you
[Verse 1: Pusha T]
Contract all fucked up
I guess that means you all fucked up
You signed to one nigga that signed to another nigga
That's signed to three niggas, now that's bad luck
Damn that shit even the odds now
You better off selling this hard now
You call it living out your dreams
You can't fly without your wings
You get it
Jeremy Scott's all camouflaged
You can't hide it from yourselves, career sabotaged
I was really in that Travelodge
You just lying through your catalogues
Where the blood and the battle scars?
We the ones that judge juggling the gavels on
Put me to the body, nigga
First 48 put us to them bodies, nigga
Round here we don't play that
A to the K that, spray that, lay back
You can keep your beats, nigga
We'd much rather share your bitch, nigga, bitch nigga
3 million can't hide that
It shows in the homes I done tried that
That's why you'll never be my neighbors
Smile as you waving but we know you niggas hate us
Fuck you playing games for?
Don't be scared get everything you came for
They got you talking that big shit
Little do you know we don't miss shit
Them niggas using you as a pawn
You see they never loaded they guns
Now you out here all by yourself
Ask Steve Jobs' wealth don't buy health
[Hook]
[Outro: Notorious B.I.G.]
What's beef? Beef is when you need 2 Gats to go to sleep
Beef is when your moms ain't safe up in the streets
Beef is when I see you
Guaranteed to be in ICU, one more time
What's beef? Beef is when you need 2 Gats to go to sleep
Beef is when your moms ain't safe up in the streets
Beef is when I see you
Guaranteed to be in ICU, one more time
pusha t - feeling myself
[Kevin Cossom - Chorus]
I?m feelin myself, Pause!
One more cup and I might take off
Seems like haters never take a night off
But you know I?ma tell them that they can get lost
Cause I?m feelin myself, it?s my world
I?m spending money like a rich white girl
I?m go ball like I?m 7 feet tall
I don?t know about yall, but I?ma get off, cause I?m feelin myself
[Pusha T - Verse 1]
Oh, what a feelin, the champagne is spilling
All this dirty money got me bathed in them millions
Came out unscathed from the days of my dealing
The driver of that car was a ?
Still up on my nino, smelling like a kilo
But I?m down and fresh soft white like my pillow
Feelin myself so if he know like we know
Cross that line and get shot like a free throw
Rather be on fire at the tables out in Vegas
Under bright lights, middle finger to you haters
In a perfect world, just my guns and my girl
We shine like diamonds and pearls, and I?m feelin myself
[Kevin Cossom - Chorus]
[Pusha T - Verse 2]
Baby take your chance, never mind what you?re hearing
I can change your life tell me what are you comparing
Put you on the red carpet tell them what you?re wearing
Shop till you drop they say sharing is caring
More?s in my winnings, we can share opinions, like baby steps
We can share beginnings, walk before you run, but she so independent
And I could see us fly, the sky is the limit
We so real, got my own quarter mill
Counting money on the bed, watching Deal no Deal
In a perfect world, just my guns and my girl
We shine like diamonds and pearls, and I?m feelin myself
[Kevin Cossom - Chorus]
[Pusha T - Verse 3]
I propose a toast to every living kingpin
Smart enough to deligate their work to their wing man
Keep a bad bitch on the arm of my bling hand
Play my cards right, now I?m looking at a dream hand
Yeah, got you looking at my poker face
No joker see it, you can call me smoking ace
In a perfect world, just my guns and my girl
We shine like diamonds and pearls, and I?m feelin myself
[Kevin Cossom - Chorus]
pusha t - i still wanna rock
It's like an itch you can't scratch
It's like a bitch you can't shake
I still wanna
Sleeping with the finest
The thread count is bindless
Security blanket of cocaine, I am linus
In this climate I'm kareem burke tied in
The roc silent partner I ain't throwing up the diamond
Throwing on the shearling, collars up, bottles up
Sparkles to the table, got em feeling like he's merlin
Whirlwind, powder makes your world spin
Learn from ogs, alfa romeos and sterlings
Updated that, upgraded that
Suffocation blue in the insides potato sack
Yeah, talk money, I'm made of that
Cocaine parties like the 70s, I cater that
You know what fame is?
Sitting with the woman of your dreams
and forgetting what her name is
You know what pain is?
Flushing 2 bricks and have a nigga
try to strain it out the drainage
See my face on the news and it ain't tivo
I still wanna sell kilos
It's like I'm throwing rocks at the pen begging for the rico
I still wanna sell kilos
Searching for the fishscale like I'm tryna find nemo
I still wanna sell kilos
That's what happens when you michael
and they try to treat you like tito
I still wanna sell kilos
Grew up watching momma car repoed
A little nigga staring through the peep hole
How you think I felt knowing daddy wasn't there
Recycling cans cause nobody ever cared
Get it how you live, always echoed in the streets
When we talking business, talking on the phone cease
Feds listening to conversations through my onstar
Piecing puzzles together solving homicides of I's
Dice game chatter, better bring your stash out
Red velour, I'm in the white glass house
Half a ticket bitches quick to drop it on the scale
City of dope a real nigga sell yayo
Everyday a nigga dies and we can't ask why
Show em all love, the bitches fucked on the side
Tony montana, tailor made suits in the church
Rolls royce corniche, trunk full of work
Testarossa top models, g4s, gucci pass the crease off
Everything I climb in, I win
Richard mille tourbillon, remarkable timing
Black label everything, logos in the lining
Bell biv devoe push poison like a copper head
Powder fall, smoke clears through the walking dead
The rose bottles pour for the champions
You'd think it was a grammy win
Celebration spills through the morning like an ambien
Bitches love my ambience
Chain swinging, ticker taping like it's mardi gras
Thousand niggas deep, never needed body guards
Thousand keys that I'm about to do pilates on
Where the kings crowned like the grill a maserati's on
Candy coated parked, doors ajar, on a stripper,
Blew a fuse and caught a body on
Cocaine storaging, liva living dreams, y'all deloreans pouring in
pusha t - millions
You know what happens when G.O.O.D. Music and MMG get together right?
We get that money
Millions, Millions in the ceiling
Millions, Millions in the ceiling
Millions, Millions in the ceiling
Millions, Millions in the ceiling
Choppers, choppers in the closet
Choppers, choppers in the closet
Choppers, choppers in the closet
Choppers, choppers in the closet
Millions, Millions in the ceiling
Millions, Millions in the ceiling
Millions, Millions in the ceiling
Millions, Millions in the ceiling
Choppers, choppers in the closet
Choppers, choppers in the closet
Choppers, choppers in the closet
Choppers, choppers in the closet
This that shit that ya'll wanted?
This shit cook up hard dont it?
Yall gotta beg my pardon on it
But this shit sound like God dont it? (yeaah)
Im tired and yall gotta pay your tides
Call my Phantom the Holy Ghost
Church on chrome wheel tires
Pop tags when Im paranoid
Cause a pawn shop was my paradise
I was there pop when that powder came
For that not safe in that shoe box,
Blue tops, blue tops, bad bitch in that blue fox
This big face and Blu-ray and these black diamonds like boondocks
I restore the feeling of when niggas made a killin'
Hiding choppers in the closet half a million in the ceiling
And them bitches with angel faces cryin' loud with ill intentions
Just so I can buy them Christians have em stuntin' on all their bitches, ah!
Millions, Millions in the ceiling
Millions, Millions in the ceiling
Millions, Millions in the ceiling
Millions, Millions in the ceiling
Choppers, choppers in the closet
Choppers, choppers in the closet
Choppers, choppers in the closet
Choppers, choppers in the closet
Millions, Millions in the ceiling
Millions, Millions in the ceiling
Millions, Millions in the ceiling
Millions, Millions in the ceiling
Choppers, choppers in the closet
Choppers, choppers in the closet
Choppers, choppers in the closet
Choppers, choppers in the closet
Im haunted by horror stories, wannabe home owners
Horrible outcome but the boy got one motive
Cries when he convicted - cried on every visit
Im crying sayin his name, ride for all my niggas
Used to fiddle my fingers, until I found me a fortune
Finger fuckin Ferraris, South of France early mornin
Do drugs like Donatello, Versace, my Acapella
Never see me in Neimans, nigga commiting treason
Soft loafer prefered, frost organic herb
Stay away from the forbes of our only can tell you more
I got this I got that
I got that,I got this
Got a kilo for twenty
My niggas say Im the shit
Millions, Millions in the ceiling
Millions, Millions in the ceiling
Millions, Millions in the ceiling
Millions, Millions in the ceiling
Choppers, choppers in the closet
Choppers, choppers in the closet
Choppers, choppers in the closet
Choppers, choppers in the closet
Millions, Millions in the ceiling
Millions, Millions in the ceiling
Millions, Millions in the ceiling
Millions, Millions in the ceiling
Choppers, choppers in the closet
Choppers, choppers in the closet
Choppers, choppers in the closet
Choppers, choppers in the closet
This that shit ya'll ask for
Make a nigga mash on the gas, floored
2- door, 4-door, roll through the hood like task force
Fast forward, Oops! they say they wanna see proof
My record sales aint much as theirs and we still ridin same coupes
How we still fuckin same hoes?
Why we still buy the same clothes?
How we both got the same watch?
I'm just keepin ya'll on your toes
Dope boys, gold mind
That price drop and that coke rise
Then set it over that blue flame
Then hang to dry like clothes line
I restore the feeling of when niggas made a killin'
Hiding choppers in the closet half a million in the ceiling
Got the razor on the counter Arm & Hammer in the kitchen
Just to keep my feet in Christians and keep dickin' all your bitches - aaah!
Millions, Millions in the ceiling
Millions, Millions in the ceiling
Millions, Millions in the ceiling
Millions, Millions in the ceiling
Choppers, choppers in the closet
Choppers, choppers in the closet
Choppers, choppers in the closet
Choppers, choppers in the closet
Millions, Millions in the ceiling
Millions, Millions in the ceiling
Millions, Millions in the ceiling
Millions, Millions in the ceiling
Choppers, choppers in the closet
Choppers, choppers in the closet
Choppers, choppers in the closet
Choppers, choppers in the closet
pusha t - money on my mind freestyle
Money on my mind, money on my mind
You see, the only real money is fast money
And with these niggas walk around with, that's little flash money
Baby don't buy it
I know he's a ball player, but he's not gonna spend it
He's been poor for much too long, so trust me
They thought I lay dead, I was playing possom
Spot me everywhere with the 8 like kate goslin
Niggas think they sit at the top, they just posturing
Now they hide their head like an ostrich
Optimus prime and that gull wing
Feeling like I transform, niggas still hands on
Whip it like a sandstorm, had the audacity to sell it in a damn prom
Get you higher angelo, the author of this anthems
Your punch lines are mere jabs, they see through
Like the clear glass on that coupe I steer past
Money on my mind like my pillow is a vault
You niggas is soft so on that pillow's where you talk
Can't find it in them dealers, actresses on mattresses
Your real chance to loving you bachelors, I laugh at them
Don't you know that it's money over bitches
Bitches love money, I granting them 3 wishes, push
Shout out my nigga don c, aka givenchy don c,
Ya ain't even know that you got an aka did you, ahaha
Always in that fly shit, mike dean wattup? brendan
Or should I say international brendan, marcus paul? refresh, yeah
The fear of gods in these motherfuckers
You can act like don't hear this shit man
Niggas ain't fucking with me man, no games, yeah.
pusha t - my god
I can't be bothered with paying homage to forefathers
See the future like the car show floor models
Both feet in the snow so that my core follows
We done more for the dead n-gger, we pour bottles
Drown sorrows, ocean blue Murcielagos
Started with similac powder in a baby bottle
Yeah, the formula is warning ya
Crack kills, offerings to the coroner
Kill my eldest brother, n-gger I'll be damned
Gator at my mama house, welcome to zombie land
A hustler's paradise, a lucky paradise
Down 40 but the street gonna have you square by night
Didn't bat an eye at it kept a poker face
Cause the better eye at it had a coco base
When you get to heaven's door, they won't hold a space
If you know me after flesh on a smokers face
There's no feeling like your bitch chin-chilling right
You in italian leather and you full willing right
You know you up when you can count a quarter million right
And if you're down you can slang it like a pillow fight
I'm a wizard at it, n-gger here's the magic
Make a small town feel like I throw a blizzard at it
Get the green from the scale like the lizard had it
Bear witness as I unveil this instant classic, yes
My God, my God, my God, yes
My God, my God, yes
Yeah, the second comings in the second verse
The verse coming still here so I need a hearse
I got a voodoo doll, every time I pin the verse
Not only do they say they feel it but they say it hurts
No pain to gain, n-gger, they say i'm heating up, welcome to the flame n-gger
No matter the success, still the same n-gger
I only change when the new body came n-gger
Aero dynamic, roof panoramic, my credit score let the dealer take full advantage
Paid over sticker price, cash under handed
The old 12 a year early, I'ma time baby
Gotta time manage, when you heaving snow
Able to drop it on a 30 and be free to go
Only deal with divas, on a â??need to know
Girl what you need to know is when you need to go
There be no waiting, I have no patience
This is the end of all my unrecognized greatness
I'm here now n-gger pardon my lateness
You can hear in every bar and every cadence
Yeah, it's the new God flow aint it?
The last supper for you n-ggers now repainted
Take position on the chess board and re-arrange it
Face to face with the truth get re-acquainted
My God, my God, my God, yes
My God, my God, yes
pusha t - open your eyes
Op open your open your eyes,
Look up to the skies and see
I'm just a poor boy!
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see
I'm just a poor boy!
Open your eyes,
Look up to the skies and see
I'm just a poor boy!
[Verso1]
Seeing is believing, believe when you see it
They saying I'm the best, shit, I'm just trying to be it
They tie me to a mountain of it, I just try to ski it
Long distance wireless Kinect like I Wii it
W, double I, spelled so you could see it
Cause it's way over their heads when I Ray Allen 3 it
I'm Rondo on the Bongos, when giving you my convo
We ain't been home since you was snatched out The Congo
Toast to progress as I'm staring out my condo
Made it this far and I ain't never been a tonto
Eeuughkk!, as you compare me to a fucking rookie
You can't respect the new school when you played Hookie
Cooked white turn to tan, so the world is snooky
School of Hard Knocks, look at where the game took me!
To the limit like Montana with better grammar
Bigger homes, with bigger guns and better cameras.
Open your, open your eyes,
Look up to the skies and see
I'm just a poor boy!
[Verso 2]
I've never pitched a penny in a wishing well, never!
I laid it all on a fishing scale! Yes!
And *an apron* it hung from a kitchen nail
Straight from my memoirs as I kiss and tell
Big faces like Rushmore,touch more
*Fashion* trail blazer transcend us, look to us for
The next mission when the tie dries up
With no inner vision yet they eyes wide shut!
Fifteen years of ducking spies like us
Confidential informers disguise like us
Jail doesn't *resonate* with guys like us
Told Wesley at the Oscars to slide like us
Didn't listen so prison is what they did to him
Accountant, unscathed millions is what they hid through him
Same principles you must adhere
Lohan's get the breaks, the T.I.'s, we just steer through them..
Open your, open your eyes,
Look up to the skies and see
I'm just a poor boy!
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