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Kanye
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Kanye was released on August 7, 2024 by Astro Records as a part of the album Kanye - Single
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Release DateAugust 7, 2024
LabelAstro Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM148

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Margaret Earnestine Jefferson
Margaret Earnestine Jefferson
Songwriter

Lyrics

Damn, I feel like Kanye, shut up, and sit your ass down
Move around get out my fucking way, you fucking clown
Haters look up to me but I'm looking ahead, ain't looking down
Got me feeling like Kanye, shut up (and sit your ass down)
Hold on, we onto sumn
Bitches looking at me like I'm wrong or sumn
I carry the shit like I'm strong or sumn
I'm sonnin' bitches like I'm mom or sumn
Yeah, I gotta spark or sumn
I lead the pack like I bark or sumn
I light the way like it's dark or sumn
I am the shit like I fart or sumn
I need a baby wipe, I need a towelette
I need a shot of whiskey, herbal cigarette
I need a fly swatter for you fucking pests
I need a hot comb cause you bitches pressed
I'm so damn pretty it should be a sin
I done had a couple **** try to do me in
Pretending to be the yang to my yin
So I played they asses like a violin
Shout out Suki I need some rotel
Shoutout Bukie I need a bomb shell
Shoutout Cootie I need the 23rd Palms,
Some black salt, and a egg shell
All I need is a spiritual ****
Who tell the truth and sex well
And a group of solid bitches that's pretty and driven
That know my business and won't tell yeah
Yeah have a seat
**** looking at me like I'm bride to be
If I make a call he gone slide for me
He outstanding if he inside of me
Never talk greesy, can confide in me
I am the sun, no outshining me
Took a little break yeah now I'm back
Had to pull the last couple swords out my back
Damn, I feel like Kanye
Shut up and sit your ass down
Move around
Get out my fucking way,
You fucking clown
Haters look up to me
But I'm looking ahead
Aint looking down
Got me feeling like Kanye
Shut up, and sit your ass down
Sit your ass down
Sit your ass down
Sit your monkey ass down, aye
Tired of the secret enemies
And competition ya'll don't speak on
Hop in the Stu
I go toe-to-toe with a hoe just put a beat on
Sapiosexual, if that man intellectual
I might get my freak on
I smell a set up, I'm clairalient,
Not the one that ya'll should scheme on
Hoes be fake, disingenuous
Hoes be snakes, create false narratives
Try to tell a story, I'll flip the script
Now I'm the villain, yeah I'm rebellious
It's a dog-ass world and I'm a dog-ass bitch
If a bitch chose over me it's probably rigged
Trauma or not, if a **** weird
I'ma get the fuck on like his daddy did
Gemini stelli stacking bread up like the deli
Play with my time, or my fetty, or reputation I get scary
He send a message to my telli
Get left on read, library
Ego big and it's hairy
If you a op, don't come near me
Damn, I feel divine
Reason I ain't pimpin finessing
Cause I ain't got time
Goals on my mind
Why would I dick ride for a slice
When I'm the whole pie
Stacked to the sky
Stacked to the Gods
Follow my dreams and I'm beating the odds
Destined for greatness it be in the cards
For here and today, and out there and beyond
I feel like Ye, Nicki, Trina, Eve, and Foxy paved a way
Walk in line of the greats in the material realm
And the spiritual plane
Out of my face
Life is a marathon, not a sprint or a race
Well on my way, to my destination
Ya'll just wait
Aye what aye what aye aye
Ya'll just wait
Aye what aye what aye
Damn
Written by: Margaret Earnestine Jefferson
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