All Day (Live @ Brit Awards 2015) - Kanye West
All day...
All day
How long you niggas ball? All day...
How much time you spent at the mall? All day...
How many thots do you got on call? All day...
How many thots do you call? All day...
All day
Take you to get this fly? All day...
Tell your P.O. how long you been high?
All day...
Y'all already now I'm straight from the Chi,
All day...
South, south south side! All day...
It's Ye, nigga
Shoppin' for the winter, and it's just May, nigga
Ball so hard, man, this shit cray, nigga
And you ain't gettin' money
'less you got eight figures
From the Jesus piece, man, I've been saved, nigga
Just talked to Farrakhan, that's sensei, nigga
Told him I've been on ten since 10th grade
Got a middle finger longer than Dikembe,
my nigga, uh
I don't let 'em play with me
I don't let 'em talk to me no kind of way
You better watch what you say to me
People still gettin' popped on the day to day
Still got the 100 with the small face, nigga
Might spend 50 racks on my off day, nigga
You a fake Denzel like the Allstate, nigga
If you run into me, better have Allstate with you
You a Rico Suave, nigga
Drive around listening to Sade
If you ain't with us, you in our way
You an actor, you should be on Broadway
Cause you do shit the broad way
Your bitch got an ass, but my broad way thicker
Late for the class, in the hallway, nigga
Yeah, the dropout at it as always
At a Tuesday (All day!)
At a Tuesday in a sweet bread,
and I reached into my head
Gave him what I had left
At that moment I disperse (All day!)
At that moment I disperse (All day!)
All day...
How long y'all playas ball? All day...
How much time y'all spent at the mall? All day...
How long it take you to get this fly? All day...
Tell your P.O. how how long you been high? All day...
Pour some Hen out for my niggas that died, all day...
And I keep a bad chick on the passenger side,
all day...
Y'all already know
that I'm straight from the Chi, all day...
South, south, south side! All day...
I could do this all day, boy,
I'm 'bout to turn this bitch out
That nigga Ye in the streets, boy,
there's never really been a drought
Don't make me rhyme when I'm late, boy,
you know I still go wild
I'm like a light skinned slave, boy,
we in the mothafuckin' house
Right now, lookin' real sus right now
I swear I've been on this flight
like a month right now
Stupid niggas gettin' paid,
Forrest Gump right now
Shout-out to Jackie Chan,
I need to stunt right now
I've been lookin' at the Gram,
I've been lookin' at the Grammys
Like, whoo, that's us right now
24/7, 365 days, everybody gettin' paid
People lookin' at me like I'm worth both MJs
Screamin, "Ye, Ye, take it easy"
20 Gs for the Yeezys on the ebay
People do the most and they ain't done shit
Only way we can sum it up, son of a bitch
At a Tuesday in a sweet bread,
and I reached into my head
Gave him what I had left
At that moment I disperse
At that moment I disperse
Ah yeah Get Low, get low...
Yo Skepta! Thank you
All day...