Lyrics

[Intro: Consequence] Ayo, I'm the rapper He's the producer And he's the rapper And I'm the pimp Let's do it Uh, uh It's the Cons to the 'Quence I got my man Kanye to the [Chorus: Consequence] My people's Got that diesel And Perico With my e-hoes (Wherever they at, that's where they at Wherever we at, we coming back.) [Verse 1: Consequence] Everytime kick these bars, you know I'm coming on tight While y'all niggas got stars saying "shut off his mic" I got the gift and the curse Cause I've been gifted the curse It's like I live with a curse, the way I get in they skirt Once I unzip the gift that makes all women curse Make 'em run, get me gifts to prove this shit really work Keep moving silly with work I'm getting you here first Cause if we hear it first You better bring your work Don't talk shit to first Or what you hear on the first Hit the projects and coming like you hear first And the talking t-shirt that describes your worth Go get your earpiece 'Cuz you hustle in reverse Like Missy in a skirt tryna to do a strip search See these bitches is the worst Praying at the condom pop Waiting for the Cons to stop 'Cause Cons is hot When the check get cut, the rock will be the barbershop In the barbershop You lose your spot And get kicked out the chair 'till the dude that's hot Word Cause Cons, he's home But they try to do him the way they did a shaunty homes Whole hood petition, what's your first position Cause now I'm raping good just for album intermissions My mind was intuition Seeing what they intervision If it takes dealing hard, but we gon' get this tuition Cause I'm a gold member That only bone members An R&B group that went gold and got cheddar I don't look like L, and I can love you better But got 4 or 5 shells that'll slug you better And I cut you on the cell cause my drugs are better If you trying to go to war, get your troops together Duke We don't belong in the booth together I was down since they pushed me off the roof together Me and D about to pop the gold coos together So if a bitch knew better, she probably do better And lift off a sweater and show us why they sweater E.P.C. nigga, word, uh, uh, uh, uh, do easy, what it look like, you know [Chorus: Consequence & Kanye West] My people's Got that diesel And Perico With my e-hoes (Wherever they at, that's where they at Wherever we at, we coming back.) [Verse 2: Kanye West] My life went from planes to trains to automobiles The G500s with the auto-roll wheels Pinot Grigio, got 'em on chill See now, see me ho? I got that deal If you tryna build, I bet you'd like to know that My father was a Black Panther with Geronimo Pratt And back in college, I ain't run with no frat I just ran with the track that put the Chi on the map Now the Roc in the buildin', UIC Pavilion Two years ago I was just a civilian Now every chick in here swear I got millions In area codes with unidentified children Hold up, I'm fuckin' up the rap Every chick in here swear I got millions In area codes with unidentified children Put my hoodie on, blend in like a chameleon Hear barbershop talk, niggas try to kill him Take my hoodie off, they like "Ye waddup, you chillin'!" Swear to god they just like children Just like high school, back at my school Just like Halloween minus the costumes The niggas that's flickin' was the ones that's trickin' The girls two seatin' was the ones that's treatin' Do a test on relationship, everybody cheatin' I used to want the Jordans that's most recent Now I throw Jordans on the whip just to look decent Just to get pulled over by the precinct, so frequent It's like I'm back bein' a delinquent They wanna know where I live, stay, and work Why a young black nigga get all these perks How I stack my paper, got Adidas in every flavor Excuse me officer, I don't know Rod Laver Or Stan Smith, what they don't understand is How I got that color in canvas