歌手:Kanye West
专辑:《Donda (Deluxe)》

作词 : Kanye West/Sean Solymar/Brian Warner/Raul Cubina/Charles Njapa/Mark Williams/Dwayne Abernathy Jr/Michael Dean/Jonathan Kirk/Warryn Campbell/John Peter Moylett/Malik Yusef
作曲 : Kanye West/Sean Solymar/Brian Warner/Raul Cubina/Charles Njapa/Mark Williams/Dwayne Abernathy Jr/Michael Dean/Jonathan Kirk/Warryn Campbell/John Peter Moylett/Malik Yusef
Take what you want
Take everything
Take what you want
Take what you want
Better that I change my number so you can't explain
Violence in the night violence in the night
Priors priors do you have any product
Well that one time I'll be honest
I'll be honest we all liars let it go
I'll be honest we all liars
I'll be honest we all liars
I'm pulled over and I got priors
Guess we goin' down guess who's goin' to jail
Guess who's goin' to jail tonight
Guess who's goin' to jail tonight
Guess who's goin' to jail tonight
God gon' post my bail tonight
Don't you curse at mе on text why you try to hit the flex
I hold up likе "What " I scroll I scroll up like "Next"
Guess who's getting 'exed
Like next
Guess who's getting 'exed
You made a choice that's your bad single life ain't so bad
But we ain't finna go there
Something's off I'll tell you why
Guess who's goin' to jail tonight
What a grand plan to sell you out
I could scream and shout let it out
I'll be honest we all liars
I'll be honest we all liars
I'm pulled over and I got priors
Guess we goin' down guess who's goin' to jail
Guess who's goin' to jail tonight
Guess who's goin' to jail tonight
Guess who's goin' to jail tonight
God gon' post my bail tonight
Man tell them haters open up the jail
Open up the jail
And you can tell my baby mamas "Get the bail money"
Bail me
I said one thing they ain't like
Threw me out like they ain't care for me
Threw me out like I'm garbage huh
And that food that y'all took off my table
You know that feed my daughters huh
Mmm
But I ain't really mad 'cause when I look at it
I'm getting them snakes up out my grass and n***a that's a good habit
I'm ready for war let's get at 'em
And teaming up ain't gon' help 'em
'Cause beating the odds too deep
Just me and God s**t n***a I'm good at it
Matter of fact I'm great at it my cell phone back at it
I know these people gon' try to tell me how to talk
Don't know what I seen or what I was taught
My momma worked two or three jobs
To take care of three of her kids my uncles watched
Yeah we was raised by the crack addicts
Mmm raised by the drug dealers killers and the junkies junkies
Mama couldn't save us 'cause she had to get the
Mama couldn't save us 'cause she had to get the money
Feel like your world falling getting too hard to catch it ain't it
You and your girl arguin' you don't like how she actin' lately
Giving it everything that you can give and you don't get half the patience
You was busy hustlin' the things come with your hustle
They got in her head corrupted her
Yeah that's probably what happened ain't it
Large amount of capital invested in myself
Underground I ain't even have a basement I read the affidavit
Let's see what it is with you
Only thing I did to you
Was always keep it real and true
Guilty guess they 'gon have to take me
Guess who's goin' to jail tonight
Guess who's goin' to jail tonight
Guess who's goin' to jail tonight
God gon' post my bail tonight