Fire

(альбом: Kids See Ghosts - 2018)

[Kanye West:]
I love all your shit talking, I love all your shit talking
You ain't got nothing better to... do with yourself?

I done proved to myself, back on that ruling 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' bootch off the nail
Through with mixed messages, through with the mail
Only a few in the field, little bit off for the real

[Kid Cudi:]
It's so many days I prayed to God
All this pain, I couldn't seem to find a way
On a mission living, carry on
Got my family, I'm seeing 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 buzzing, 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, hmm-mmm
These scars I left behind, hmm-mmm
Heaven, lift me up, hmm-mmm
Heaven, lift me up, hmm-mmm
On this road I find, hmm-mmm
These scars I left behind, hmm-mmm
Heaven lift me up, hmm-mmm
Heaven lift me up, hmm-mmm