We Did It by Kanye West (Ft. Baby Keem & Migos)

Not nice, or the meanest
Feelin’ sorry for my mama’nem
Survivor’s guilt really get old
Whole gang in the end zone
Not nice, or the meanest
Heaven’s Gate when I get home
Color palates lookin’ Pantone
‘Bout to turn into a phantom
Cameras off, get to flippin’ lights
She ain’t happy with the other guy
Had a argument the other night
I ain’t even get to ‘pologize
While I’m in the meetings lookin’ disguised
I’ma show face until I get tired
Don’t care about event size
Lookin’ at you through a fisheye
I’m never nice, or the meanest
I’m tired, I’m tired
I’m tired, I’m tired, I’m tired
We here, you can’t deny that we here
We here (woo)
Hands up, me throwin’ for my fan (Migo)
God’s home, rest in peace to my man (uh, hey)
Hands up, thirty piece for the tan (uh, woo)
Run a ‘thon, everything that we planned
Huncho, I shitted big, you did it kid, you did it kid (we did it)
Like a nigga just got potty trained
Hourglass, how her body came (yeah)
Chop ’em down, with the what-it-name (grrah)
Know what I’m sayin’? I’m tellin ‘ya
Pushin’ P, be a better me? (P)
Bitch ridin’ with a felony
See the jealousy
The struggle made me a better me (go)
Why you talkin’, is you payin’ me?
Lamborghini coated candy (skrrt)
If I fuck her, she gon’ have the baby
I’m the plan A, and the Plan B (hey)
Quarter million to the nannies (go)
I’m the head of the family (hey)
My mama had to cry for this
My gang had to slide for this (slide)
Pistol P had to die for this (die)
Doin’ time through the wire for this (hey)
Fresh out the bricks to a brick (brick)
We steppin’ outside with the shits (outside)
Hannah Montana with grits (Hannah)
That honey bun gon’ make ’em blitz (grah)
I’m up, I’m rich, look at my bitch, she fine and rich (look)
Studied the game and I find the glitch
Hustler, I got a mind like Mitch (hey)
He not poppin’, he kinda lit
He not wealthy, he kinda rich (kinda)
Nigga ain’t trippin’, just sign this shit
Hunnid mil’, we’ll split (split it)
If it’s fifty mill’, we’ll split
If it’s two in one, they’ll split (split)
Three bitches split a G6
These platinum plaques ain’t nothin’
I stand up and take a piss
I stand up and take a shit (hey)
This a hunnid thousand on the wrist (hunnid)
Get the money, never politic
Floor seats, Atlanta versus the Knicks
Young nigga with the birds, Kyle Pitts (brr)
In the ‘adium, ‘Cedes Benz (yeah)
Kid gon’ play with ’em, he got friends
He know Migo dem, knock off limbs
Yeah, we did it kid, to the M’s
Ridin’ Presidential with the rims (skrrt)
Helpin’ Ye find Kim
In the black double M Benz (Maybach)
No new friends
Nobu with my twins (Nobu)
Remember we kicked that door down because they didn’t let us in (woo)
Born to win, I committed a sin with a see-through lens (see-through)
I filled up all my pockets, now you get a pocket to pick
Thank God I’m alive and rich (alive)
No lie, I survived the trench
Pay my tithe, livin’ marvelous (tithes)
That’s the reason I don’t talk of this (hey)
Hand-built it like a carpenter did it
Shootin’ bullets out the cars for this (grrah)
Tattoos and the scars for this (tats)
‘Member when we used to borrow fits (hey)