[Verse 1]
Finally, I’m crossing the threshold
From the ordinary world to the reveal of my heart
Undoubtedly, that will for certain
Take the dead out of the sea and the darkness from the …
[Verse 1]
I’m smoking while I’m runnin’ on my treadmill
And I’m cutting up roses
Could it be that I fell for another loser
I’m crying while I’m cummin’
Making love while I’m making good …
[Intro: Future]
Ear Drummers!
Turn up!
Ya not in
I said “Turn up!!”
Woo!
Bitches and bottles
You know what is it
Ay, (DJ Khaled!)
[Hook – Future]
Let’s get it started, let’s go dumb and retarded
Let’s get high as …
Verse 1:
I made my mind
I said I’d never fall for you
No, not this time
Not after the way you fucked me up
You went through the grapevine
And I’ve been moving on
Just like …
[Intro: Waiter talking]
Here you are, sir, just how you like
Careful, it’s hot
Enjoy…
[Verse 1]
Okay, come be my appetizer
My fruit, my apple cider, my colada
My papaya, how you want it?
I told the …
[Verse 1:]
This is my time, this is my hour
This is my pain, this is my name, this is my power1
If it’s my reign, then it’s my shower2
This pole position, I made a lane cause they blocked ours3
Dope boys, block bleeders
Gold diggers4 don’t stop either
Motivation is misguided if it hit the mark, then it’s not needed
Carry on like a carry on, and my side bitch I let tag along5
Call me “daddy” from a complex,
Cause her mother’s fucker wouldn’t marry mom6
No excuses, no regard
Step on the brick like a promenade
Twenty thousand on calling cards
And I’m speaking Spanish like Don Omar7
But…
I’m King Push, this king push
I rap nigga ’bout trap niggas
I don’t sing hooks8
Fuck nigga, with the sly talk
Miss me, with all the pie talk9
When them lights on you, and them letters big10
You point us out, just like an eye-chart
But that’s my fault, my details of the sidewalk
For eleven years, we seen better years
We was sellin’ birds over the time port11
My first Grammy was my first brick12
Red carpet, every bad bitch13
More BMF than billboard
I got a label deal under my mattress14
Cause…
I’m King Push, this king push
I rap nigga ’bout trap niggas
I don’t sing hooks
Vultures to my culture15
Exploit the struggle, insult ya16
They name dropping ’bout caine copping17
But never been a foot soldier
Let’s have another look, just get a little closer
Rage against the machine, black Zack de la Rocha18
In a cranberry roadster, inside track on the g rap poster
Best d-boy all I’m missing is a dash
Difference between me and Hova19
But…
I’m King Push, this king push
I rap nigga ’bout trap niggas
I don’t sing hooks
Pusha T believes he was made to gain fame.
Pusha T believes that people should celebrate him because of his success.
Pusha T’s music climbed its way up the charts, and Pusha T believes it is because of his hard work.
”Gold diggers” are girls who try to seduce men to get their hands on their money.
Pusha T says that he allows gold diggers to take advantage of him sometimes.
Pusha T takes responsibility for the mistakes and lack of responsibility from other men.
Pusha T incurs a lot of expenses due to the neglect of other people, but he’s a good guy and helps out anyway.
Pusha T’s ego is too big to sing a hook, so he gets straight back to his verses.
Pusha T is stressing that he’s a big shot and nobody can bring him down from that.
Lights and big letters refer to performing artists.
Pusha T explains that he rose up in the music industry through his own sweat and blood.
Pusha T explains his rise in music came fast, as a Grammy was his first award for his music.
The red carpet refers to fame, and a “bad bitch” is a girl willing to perform sexual favors.
When Pusha T hit the big time, label offers and exposure became normal to him.
That is, the culture of rap artists who raise themselves up in “the game.”
The music industry can strip away one’s identity.
Pusha T explains that other rapper like bragging about cocaine and doing drugs, but such things are below him.
These are artists that had their own message, but the music industry tried to co-opt them.
Pusha T gives a tribute to those he admires in the scene of performing artists, especially those who came before him.
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