作曲:Kanye West Feat. Common
作词:Kanye West Feat. Common
Tonight musical guests to chicago's finest mc
Give it up for common and conye west
Comes it's common sense
We can't get watches on the day chapel show
Everybody gotta eat right ya it's the fool baby
Come on yeah
I walked in the crib got two kids and my baby mama lake
Uh oh
Uh oh uh oh so I had to did
What I had to did cause I had to get dough
Dough dough
I'm up all night getting my money right
Until the blowing white popo popo
Now the money come and slow
But at least it'll get no slow motion better than
Oh ohlouis the chains
You love to hear the story again and again
About these young brothers from the city of wind
Like juice and jen
In the city we blend a monster hustle
Cities and scared fifties and rams
You all notice three wells and trucks as detail
Heartless females did wanna ride in them
Felt the southside venom and raw highs and denim
The minds collide with them
A system they tried victims we living it
My man in the fast lane pivoted
On the block down just selling like eminem
On the block it jump off like kim and them
On the block is hot you can feel it
And get skinning
And shorties get the game
With no instructions to assemble it
Eyes right it seem like the fight is dimming them
Call my man cause I'm like I'm kind of him
He tryna stay straight
The streets is better than I walked in the crib
Got tokids and my baby mama late uh oh uh oh
So I had to did
What I had to did cause I had to get uh oh no
Yo I'm up all night getting my money right
Into the blue and white
Oh oh oh oh
Now the money coming slow but at least it again
No slow motion better than whoa no oh no
I'm good in the hood like rats and tims
Throwbacks and tims blacks and rims
Weather on bar courts the tires of all sorts
We never fall short
With us it's our force like air ones
Some waves some air guns
The days are the fair one it's overfo
Cast is coated and foe below itself
I go toe to toe
Wondering if it's father auto for the dough
Though I know she grow up and gotta learn to let go
Though I know the ** I gotta bring back to the ghetto
Arrows on tarot cars pointed to the grind
No living in more prisons
Pointing to my mind shining light up
Clench my fists tight holding the writer
Freedom
Fighting dark gift for the years to get brighter
Situations and jaws get tighter
My man tryna get his way to hide up come on
Crib got two kids and my baby mama late oh oh oh oh oh
So I had to did
What I had to did cause I had the kid uh oh
Don't
I'm up all night getting my money right
Until the blue and white
Popo popo
Now the money coming slow but at least I can
No slow motion better than that
Slowly rescue and your eye
I knew I could make it right
See if I could just swallow my pride
But I can't run away yourput my gun away
You came from on me I
Oh no I can't let it ride
No no not tonight
No I can't run away I put my gun away
You came from on me
Common and commune
Thank you guys for watching
I'll see you next week