Kanye West Feedback Lyrics
Kanye West’s track Feedback is the perfect track to wake you up in the morning! The Life of Pablo continues to receive positive reviews as Mr. West proves that he is still one of the most talented rappers in the game.
Check out Kanye’s lyrics for FML along with the lyrics for Famous!
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| Kanye West Feedback Lyrics |
Kanye West Feedback Lyrics
Ay y’all heard about the good news?
Y’all sleeping on me huh? Had a good snooze?
Wake up nigga wake up
We bout to get this paper
Money never made me
Make me do something? Nah can’t make me
Even if the money low can’t pay me
Even if the money low can’t play me
Hook
Ay y’all heard about the good news?
Y’all sleeping on me huh? Had a good snooze?
Wake up nigga wake up
We bout to get this paper
Pablo bought a Roley and a Rottweiler
Seem like the more fame I only got wilder
Hands up we just doing what the cops taught us
Hands up we just doing what the cops taught us
I’ve been outta my mind a long time
I’ve been outta my mind a long time
I’ve been saying how I feel at the wrong time
Might not come when you want but I’m on time
Hook
Ay y’all heard about the good news?
Y’all sleeping on me huh? Had a good snooze?
Wake up nigga wake up
We ’bout to get this paper
I can’t let these people play me
Name one genius that ain’t crazy
Follow our father
You borrow our motto
I’m a Chicago south sider
I’m a Chicago south sider
Hook
Ay y’all heard about the good news?
Y’all sleeping on your boy had a good snooze?
Wake up nigga wake up
It’s time to get the paper
I’ve been outta my mind a long time
I’ve been outta my mind a long time
I know I know I shouldn’t even bother
With all these gossiping no-pussy-getting bloggers
Fashion show in Gotham I need another costume
PETA’s mad cause I made a jacket outta possum
Awesome Steve Jobs mixed with Steve Austin
Rich slave in the fabric store picking cotton
If Hov J then every Jordan need a Rodman
Man Jay they don’t really want no problems
Driving in the same car that they killed Pac in
Driving in the same uh that they killed Pac in
Hands up we just doing what the cops taught us
Hands up hands up then the cops shot us
Hold on hold on hold on
Wait a second everybody here I’m the ghetto Oprah
You know what that mean? You get a fur You get a fur
You get a jet You get a jet Big booty bitch for you Woo