[Verse 1: Al Taylor]
Them Yeezys Yeezys Yeezys
Man I would've rocked 'em
But a n*gga over slept so I couldn't cop 'em
Shout out to B-Nasty that boy live in gotham
Well really he from P.B. but that's just like gotham
These n*ggas don't want see me
No they don't want problems
These n*ggas don't want see me
No they don't want problems
I'm the best up out my city n*gga we all know it
No Chief Keef but you know the boy always glowing
Seventeen at my grannies I was writing flows
You was in the streets broke as f*ck chasing hoes
Your money just so funny so it just won't fold
You like a n*gga on the bench you ain't got no goals
I'm winning I'm winning I'm winning
And all of these n*ggas be tripping
They worried 'bout b*tches but ain't got no riches they thinking like children
My flow is sub zero I don't care what he wrote cause I'm a villain
My flow is so damn dope I don't care what he wrote it's just sneak dissing
Boy you a snake you be hanging with fakes I can hear all the hissing
But I'm from the south so you best watch you mouth before you end up missing
Boy you a snake you be hanging with fakes I can hear all the hissing
But I'm from the south so you best watch you mouth before you end up missing