Kanye West

Kanye West - FACTS (Charlie Heat Version) lyrics

rate me

(Prod. by Kanye West)

Ft. Andre 3000

(Intro: Father's Children)

Dirt and grime and filth inside

The story of my lifetime

Of cheatin', stealin', neva feelin'

Pain of a brother, your dirty mother

Ha, ha, ha, look how far we are, are, are, are, are, are, are

(Perfect!)

(Hook)

Yeezy, Yeezy, Yeezy just jumped ova Jumpman

Yeezy, Yeezy, Yeezy just jumped ova Jumpman

(Yo!)

(Verse)

Yeezy, Yeezy, Yeezy, I feel so accomplished

I done talked a lot of shit but I just did the numbers

Herzog and Adidas, man you know they love it

If Nike ain't have Drizzy, man they wouldn't have nothing, woo!

If Nike ain't have Don C, man they wouldn't have nothing, ooh!

But I'm all fo' the family, tell 'em, 'Get your money'

Yeezy, Yeezy, Yeezy, they line up fo' days

Nike out here bad, they can't give shit away

I stuck to my roots, I'm like Jimmy Fallon

I ain't dropped the album but the shoes went platinum (Woo!)

Every time I talk they say I'm too aggressive

I was out here spazzing, all ya'll get the message?

On the field I'm ova-reckless, on my Odell Beckham

2020, I'ma run the whole election, yah!

I've been trendin' years, ya'll a couple days

Yeezy in the house and we just got appraised

Nike, Nike treat employees just like slaves

Gave LeBron a billi' not to run away (Yo!)

10 thousand dollar fur fo' Nori, I just copped it (Yo!)

Your baby daddy won't even take your daughter shopping (Yo!)

I done wore designers I won't wear again

Make 'em niggas famous, they get arrogant

(Hook)

(Verse 2)

Yeezy, Yeezy, Yeezy, this is pure luxury

I give 'em grey poupon on a D.J. Mustard, ah!

If you ain't popping shit then why you rap fo'? Haaan?

Plus Kimoji just shut down the app store, ah!

And we made a million a minute, we made a million a minute

(We did)

Yeah, we made a million a minute, we made a million a minute, ah!

Do anybody feel bad fo' Bill Cosby?

Did he forget the names just like Steve Harvey? (Yo!)

Tell Adidas that we need a million in production (Yo!)

I done told ya'll, all I needed was the infrastructure (Boom!)

Now we hottest in the streets, it ain't no discussion

James Harden, Swaggy P running up the budget (Yoga flame!)

Keep the work at my baby mama's mama's house

I'm a jerk, you need to work, you need to call my spouse

Yeezy, Yeezy, take a picture wit me on Rodeo

Yeezy, Yeezy, Yeezy, I might do my own hotel

Couches, couches, couches, couches, which one should I pick?

I need extra deep, I like my bitches extra thick (sonic boom!)

Every time I see the news, man it bring me home

Call up DJ Mano, shout out Twilite Tone

We just blessed to be alive, yeah ain't that the truth?

So let's celebrate the life of Timbuck2

Timbuck2, Timbuck2, Timbuck2 (x2)

(Outro: Father's Children)

Ha, ha, ha, look how far we are, are, are, are, are, are, are

(Perfect!)

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