[Intro: DJ Khaled, Kanye West, Rick Ross]
DJ Khaled!
Hit-Boy! (Huh)
I’m so serious! (Woo)
One, two, them boys coming for you
Three, four, better lock your door
Five, six, hide your bitch
Ayo Yeezy, pop your shit!

[Verse 1: Kanye West]
They said "thou shall not be ill, thou shall not feel
Thou should not be trill, not be drill, not be real"
Niggas selling packs, niggas flipping pills
They got heroin and cracks, man these niggas hot for real
Every year gon' be our year, every year gon' be my year
These niggas really is out here, these niggas really is out here
The block is at war, post traumatic stress
Ran up outta pills, rob that CVS
Niggas getting bust over In God We Trust
We believe in God, but do God believe in us?
If we believe enough, will we ever get to know Him?
That lean got us dozing, we forget that we the chosen

[Pre-Chorus: Kanye West]
I've been poppin' shit for too long
But still reppin' where I came from
I guess it’s how I came up
I wish you would try to play us
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