Only You Can Tell It lyrics
[Hook]
It’s comin’ clear I’ve noticed It’s a different face you’re shown’ It’s another “welcome back” I don’t imagine it could be this way, so jealous Only you can tell it, tell me why Only you can tell it… Only you can say… Only you can tell it… Only you can say… Only you can tell it… Only you can say… Tell me why… [Verse 1: Pusha T] Two sides, what the game’ll do Bring money, fame to you Stackin’ mine, nigga, ‘ye high Standin’ on it like a pedestal Couldn’t imagine no better view From the pool house you see four cars Bad bitches, they skinny dippin’ Mix college bitches with porn stars Disconnected my OnStar, no GPS these, VVS Lorraine Schwartz on speed dial, went ocular, that’s CBS Aston Martin, DBS, James Bond cool as James Todd Best nigga to make hits and run base since A-Rod Hands dirty like Exxon, I’m grindin’ nigga, you J-Kwon My Diors is distressed, CDG vest with Jays on Bloggers get your trace on, 500 horses race on Coke ties, that coke dries, it’s cemented, it’s baked on That’s based on, the life of a nigga who ain’t said nothin’ Trunk tight, trunk white, can’t relate if you ain’t bled nothin’ Now that they said somethin’ Don’t make me have to dead nothin’ You askin’ me to tell you why, you niggas never had nothin’ [Hook] [Verse 2: Wale] Somethin’ y’all wouldn’t understand Check Look, what’s good? Folarin back, the hardest out, I put us on the map My eyes low, I keep 5 bros, so my THC be makin’ sound effects We ain’t hatin’, cause we ain’t y’all Too much Ciroc, you CB4 62, black on black, see my vehicle is like me, akbar Shoutout to Norfolk, kids from Portland, my hoes from Portsmouth Y’all lookin’ down? If a brick was round you might need a forklift Can’t fuck with us cause me and my niggas ride That’s right – what up Pusha T? It’s DMV for life Sepsenahki, I beg your pardon Respiratory full of a nest of of Marley Freeze somethin’ for an after party, and Balenciaga fill arenas twice ‘TIl these motherfuckers get me though Iceberg, shorty, ma’fuck your Disney store And remove your words, G, Double-O D, MMG, we good Got Zamunda furs, don’t know ’bout King, but Pusha’s semi cold My nigga Jeezy, OVA, I hope you hear these flows Behind them walls, stealin’ our thoughts, the city know [Hook]
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