Saint Pablo
Print "Saint Pablo" lyricsKanye West Lyrics"Saint Pablo"(feat. Sampha)
[Kanye West:]Yeah, 9: 08 L.A. timeBack in the lab and shit
[Kanye West:]My wife said, I can't say no to nobodyAnd at this rate we gon' both die brokeGot friends that ask me for money knowing I'm in debtAnd like my wife said, I still didn't say noPeople tryna say I'm going crazy on TwitterMy friends best advice was to stay lowI guess it's hard to decipher all of the billsEspecially when you got family members on payrollThe media said it was outlandish spendingThe media said he's way out of controlI just feel like I'm the only one not pretendingI'm not out of control, I'm just not in their controlI know I'm the most influentialThat TIME cover was just confirmationThis generation's closest thing to EinsteinSo don't worry about me, I'm fineI can see a thousand years from now in real lifeSkate on the paradigm and shift it when I feel likeGrow conventional thought, don't need to questionI know it's antiquated so sometimes I get aggressiveThank God For Jay Electra, he down with the missionDid it with no permission, on our own conditionsMost Blacks with money have been beaten to submissionYeezy with the big house, did it way differentNever listen to Hollywood producersDon't stare at money too long, it's MedusaThe ultimate Gemini has survivedI wasn't supposed to make it past 25
[Sampha:]And you're looking at the church in the night skyWondering whether God's gonna say hiAre we looking in the church in the night skyAnd you wonder where is God in your nightlifeYeah, you're looking at the church in the night skyFather, father, fatherWondering whether God's gonna say hiThe night sky, I feel like I'm home, baby
[Kanye West:]I've been waking the spirits of millions more to comeA million illegally downloaded my truth over the drumsI believe in the children, listen to the kids, broIf the phone ringing, go and get your kids hoBrother Don Muhammad told the minister about the presentationHe sat back and smiledBlack on black lies is worse than black on black crimeThe Jews share they truth on how to make a dimeMost black men couldn't balance a cheque-bookBut buy a new car, talking 'bout how my neck look?Well it all looks greatFour hundred years later, we buying our own chainsThe light is before us brothers, so the devil working hardReal family stick together and see through the mirageThe smokescreens, perceptions of false realityWho the real owner if your boss gets a salary?I am one with the peopleI am one with the people, realI've awoken from an enlightened man's dreamChecking Instagram comments to crowd-source my self-esteemLet me not say too much or do too muchCause if I'm up way too much, I'm out of touchI'm praying a out-of-body experience will happenSo the people can see my light, now it's not just rappingGod, I have humbled myself before the courtDrop my ego and confidence was my last resortI know, I know he got a plan, I know I'm on your beamsOne set of footsteps, you was carrying meWhen I turned on the news and they was burying meOne set of footsteps, you was carrying meWhen I was negotiating with Apple, it was Larry and meTold Tim Cook to call me, I was scary to seeI would've took a hundred million and gave twenty to HovI heard it's the way they did it when we only had the stoveBut it's better that I stayed at home with my folksCause if Jay a billionaire then I'mma never go brokeOnly thing I ask is next time I'm on stage we all goWe all goNot just by myself, looking for niggas like where's WaldoShe got the same shoes as my wife but she copped 'em at AldoModern day MJ with an off-the-wall flow
[Sampha:]Nightlife, walk all over meWalk all over meI'm delivering everything I've ever sent to you, bringFly, fly, fly overseasFly overseasOh, anywhere, everything but in between
[Sampha:]Yeah, you're looking at the church in the night skyWondering whether God's gonna say hiOh, you're looking in the church in the night skyAnd you wonder where is God in your nightlifeYeah, you're looking at the church in the night skyWondering whether God's gonna say hiYeah, you're looking at the church in the night skyAnd you wonder where is God in your nightlife
[Sampha:]Please face me when I speakPlease say to me something before you leaveYou've been treating me like I'm invisibleNow I'm visible to you, oh, the invisible truthsStay soberI don't quite understand the games you playUnderstand, understandUnderstand I'm standing under oathAnd I promised I, I wouldn't fall anymoreWhile I'm crying at the barI'm wishing that you saw my scars, manI'm wishing that you came down hereAnd stood by meAnd look at me like you knew meBut I feel so aloneLike I don't know anyone except the night sky above
[Sampha:]And you're looking at the church in the night skyWondering whether God's gonna say hiAre we looking at the church in the night sky?And you wonder where is God in your nightlifeYeah, you're looking at the church in the night skyFather, father, fatherWondering whether God's gonna say hiAre we looking at the church in the night sky?Father, father, fatherAnd you wonder where is God in your nightlife