Burial (feat. Pusha T, Moody Good, & TrollPhace)

Hold up, this the game, it chose us Pioneer, started on my corner like the cold crush Had smokers linin' up the block like a gold rush The sayin', "Live fast and die young", is what they told us The way that they mold us, perfect way that showed us How to get money, fuck bitches off this nose dust Showed me how to burn the block down before it slows up Before the window of opportunity close up I came, I saw, I conquered, I balled I came, I saw, I conquered, I balled Yogi said, "Get 'em", so, I got 'em all And turned this bitch into a burial! And turned this bitch into a burial! Lookin' from the top floor, what would I stop for? Still hear the crowd cheers, while I'm thinkin' encore Flyin' on a Concorde, listening to Tom Ford Frames match the song title, flyer than a Condor Little niggas rhyme poor, poverty flows in ya Part of beatin' hoes in, I am who you're tryin' for? I think not, Pusha, stay hot The coupe's got no roofs, forever they stay drop, nigga I came, I saw, I conquered, I balled I came, I saw, I conquered, I balled Yogi said, "Get 'em", so, I got 'em all And turned this bitch into a burial! And turned this bitch into a burial! I came, I saw, I conquered, I balled I came, I saw, I conquered, I balled Yogi said, "Get 'em", so, I got 'em all And turned this bitch into a burial! I came, I saw, I conquered, I balled I came, I saw, I conquered, I balled I came, I saw, I conquered, I balled And turned this bitch into a burial!