I love all your shit talkin' I love all your shit talkin'
You ain't got nothin' better to do with yourself I done proved to myself, back on that rulin' myself I got new news to tell Act like you knew you done failed Only true know how I feel And only if you knew how I felt Sniffed a lil' booch off the nail Through with mixed-messages, through with the mail Only a few in the field Little bit off for the real
It's so many days I prayed to God All this pain I couldn't seem to find a way On a mission livin', carry on Got my family, I'm seein' through by the days Never late, pull up a seat and come grab a plate Check the date, let 'em hate This the type shit that they couldn't make Watch the fakes Leave 'em buzzin', thought they wasn't, huh? Tell all your kinfolk and cousins, huh? This is the package you ordered, huh? Beautiful madness
On this road I find These scars I left behind Heaven lift me up Heaven lift me up On this road I find These scars I left behind Heaven lift me up Heaven lift me up
Writer/s: Kanye West, Scott Mescudi, Michael Dean, Andre Benjamin, Evan Mast
Publisher: BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind