Father Stretch My Hands Pt. 2

(Album: The Life Of Pablo - 2016)

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[Kanye West:]
Up in the morning, miss you bad
Sorry I ain't call you back, same problem my father had
All this time, all he had, all he had
And what he dreamed, all his cash
Market crashed, hurt him bad
People get divorced for that
Dropped some stacks, pops is good
Mama passed in Hollywood
If you ask, lost my soul
Driving fast, lost control
Off the road, jaw was broke
'Member we all was broke
'Member I'm coming back
I'll be taking all the stacks, oh

[Desiigner and Kanye West:]
I got broads in Atlanta
Twisting dope, lean, and the Fanta
Stacks, oh
Credit cards and the scammers
Hitting off licks in the bando
Taking all the stacks, oh
Black X6, Phantom
White X6 looks like a panda
Stacks, oh
Going out like I'm Montana
Hundred killers, hundred hammers
Black X6, Phantom
White X6, panda
Pockets swole, Danny
Selling bar, candy
Man I'm the macho like Randy
The choppa go Oscar for Grammy
Bitch nigga, pull up ya panty
Hope you killas understand me

[Kanye West and Desiigner:]
I just wanna feel liberated, I, I, I (Hey)
I just wanna feel liberated, I, I, I (Panda)
Panda, panda, panda, panda
Taking all the stacks, oh
Panda, panda, panda
Stacks, oh
Taking all the stacks, oh

[Desiigner and Kanye West:]
I got broads in Atlanta
Twist the dope, lean and shit, sipping Fanta
Stacks, oh
Credit cards and the scammers
Wake up Versace, shit life Desiigner
Taking all the stacks, oh
Whole bunch of lavish shit
They be asking 'round town who be clapping shit
I be pulling up stuff in the Phantom ship
I got plenty of stuff of Bugatti, whip look how I try this shit
Black X6, Phantom
White X6, killing on camera

[Pastor T. L. Barrett:]
My joy

[Caroline Shaw:]
How can I find you?
Who do you turn to?
How do I bind you?

[Pastor T. L. Barrett:]
If I don't turn to you
No other help I know, I stretch my hands