Slave II

Lyrics

[Intro] East side, west side, we ride, we die, everyone knows Everyone knows, everyone knows East side, west side, we ride, we die, everyone knows Everyone knows, everyone knows [Verse 1] Tell me what you know about forty days, forty nights No lights, all for this Tell me what you know about sleeping outside No ride in the wintertime, all for this Tell me what you know about commas in the bank Lookin' in the mirror, yeah, I did all of this X you out, you get solved with this Everybody know I... [Interlude] I'm a slave (I'm a slave for this shit — A slave, alright) I'm a slave (Uh, yeah yeah) I'm a slave (Yeah — I'm a slave for this shit, alright) I'm a slave (I'm a slave for this shit — A slave, alright) I'm a slave (Uh, yeah yeah) I'm a slave (Yeah yeah, alright) I'm a slave [Verse 2] Walk inside of Def Jam Step on the president table and dap 'em up with the left hand 'Cause I'm countin' money with the right In a different city every night And I'm sellin' records like it's white It's another day, another flight Paris in the morning, L.A. at night What a beautiful sight Now tell me who been fuckin' with me, alright? Everybody know I'm livin' this life Everyone know I got the baddest wife This shit right here, everybody gonna like Hold up, I know what I, know what I like Tell me why everybody in the pipe 'Cause I'm the only one doin' it right I'm a rap genius like Rob Markman Spent a couple of million on my new apartment Down in Manhattan, that's a multi-million dollar view And I got it from rappin' Damn everyone nappin' on the boy, heh, shit I'm not a mad rapper, but what? I'm angrier than Kanye Angrier than Kanye when he talkin' about clothes That's a fashion line And my last album went number one So what that mean? I did better than you, you, you Sold way more than that pop bitch And I dare Def Jam to drop this I just drop hits Check the Instagram fam I got fifty-thousand people in the crowd, singin' out loud Every word, that's every lyric You can hate, shit, just stop actin' like you don't hear it This shit right here for the party The album that comin', that shit for the spirit, woo! [Outro] 5-0 triple-0