All Your Fault
[Intro: Kanye West]Yeah, and we G.O.O.DKeep talkin' about this shit but whateverWe can go back and forth all day
[Hook: Kanye West and Travi$ Scott (Ambrosia)](How much I feel, I live for your love)Lit for your love baby, lit for your love(Live for your love)Lit for your love baby, lit for your love(Live for your love)Lit for your love baby, lit for your love(Live for your love)Lit for your love baby (Straight up!)
[Verse 1: Kanye West]That's that don't play, whoo, that's that new YePeople sayin' I'm the closest thing to Mike since Janet, whooTom Cruise, homie, we jumpin' up on them couchesThat's a fresh house, is that a guest houseYour house got another houseYour bitch got a bitch, your spouse got another spouseYoung Walt Disney, I'ma tell you truthfullyIf you leave Mickey you gon' end up with a GoofyI imagine that's what Chris told KarruecheGirls be actin' like it's diamonds in they coochieI don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuckBut cops chokin' niggas out in the mediaWe finna have to protest and tear the city upWe bout to tear this whole place up pretty much(How much I live)
[Bridge: Kanye West]And you know it's all your faultNobody, nobody, nobody, babeYou know it's all your faultNobody, nobody, nobody, but me
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[Verse 2: Big Sean]Ho we done made it through hell and disasterMy crib done got bigger, my women got badderYou wonderin' how do you get in the gameI'm wonderin' how do I get to the raftersOh boy, I'm mad until these records gettin' shatteredTil I'm MJ or Magic, oh she just want the status, soYou the man she got, but I'm the man she been afterShe done sent so many naked pics my phone ain't got no dataI walk off in New York like my name Derek JeterHeaded home to the D where you know I keep a GinaI'm the good with the evil, fuck you nice to meet youYou can't have a peace sign man without the middle fingerWith the clique when you see us, that's my family to meThat's my family treeThey're my arms, legs, hands, and my feetAnd I can't cut them off even with diabetesHit the beat and kerosene it, scratch that, I white sheet itA 100 dollar fade every single time you see usBeen a king all my life so I shoulda got a CaesarSomewhere off in Vegas rollin' dice up at the Caesar'sGot me thinkin' back bout how I used to roll to Little Caesar'sPiece of pizza with Tanisha now I'm with a BoniquaShe finna blow at thatI got your dream girl, yeah she actin' like a ho at thatThrow her to me I'ma throw that backTop spot I'm finna go at that (Straight up)
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[Verse 3: Big Sean & Kanye West]Ho you gotta move quickWorld in my hands, I ain't gotta loose gripI don't like loose pussy or loose lipsAnd I done did the impossible a few times, Tom Cruise shitHo and I ain't satisfied bein' on that top 5 listI ain't satisfied until I'm on that all-time listTil everything I spit is all timelessMy girl on that all fine listMy life a little luck, a lot of grindBitch no maybe ho I gotta make itFuck your nomination, man fuck the worldI'm repopulatin', wrap my roley round my waist, yeah time's a wastin'Niggas want the comma comma combinationLong as I'm around, it's gon' be dot dot dot a lot of waitin'Got my pinky on her brain while I'm gettin' brain plottin' world dominationPeople ask me how to make itI'm just like "man if you want the crown, bitch you gotta take it"Straight up