Tell The Vision (Explicit) - Pop Smoke/Ye/Pusha T

Lyrics by：FNZ/Jahlil/Bashar Jackson/Terrence LeVarr Thornton/Ross Portaro/Steven Victor

Composed by：Boogz/FNZ/Jahlil/Bashar Jackson/Kanye Omari West/Jahmal Gwin/Terrence LeVarr Thornton/Ricardo Lamarre/Ross Portaro/Steven Victor

Kanye West：

Tripping

Wildin' on television

You could

Still see a n***a tell the vision

Pimpin' boy these boys pimpin'

Different

These boys boys

Pop was here last week

He was talking about Brooklyn and the place Brooklyn was at

How they were really like thriving like right now

He was you know

He was tryna pull people up with him

He wasn't even into where he was about to be

He just was trying to he was trying to get there

He was on his he was well on his way

Um it's just tragic

Twenty years old rest in peace

God bless Pop Smoke

Pop Smoke：

Look n***a we made it

Grrr woo bah

N***a we made it we made it

Woo

N***a we made it

Woo

Thank God that I made it

Grrr bah

N***a we made it we made it

Woo

Look momma I made it

Grrt

Look I remember the days same fit for a week straight

I used to eat 50 Cent cake now it's Philippe's

It's Philippe's for the steak and hella thots up in the Wraith

I can't wife that thot tell that b***h "Get out of my face"

We killed your big brother we killed your little brother

Now it's Philippe's

It's Philippe's for the steak

And hella thots up in the Wraith

Said I hop in a Lamb' and skrrt off

I spent fifty up in Bergdorf

I got s**t you never heard of buy it

I don't care what it cost no

And I always keep a pole rain snow

I did a hundred on a pro

If you droppin' a woo we come where you live

Glock 9 infrared pull up and empty the clip woo

Dread had the strap all summer in the floss movin' reckless

Please do not play wit' me n***a I keep a K wit' me

Look n***a we made it

Grrr woo bah

N***a we made it we made it

Woo

N***a we made it

Woo

Thank God that I made it

Grrr bah

N***a we made it we made it

Woo

Look momma I made it

Grrt

N***a we made it

Huh

We come from the trenches n***a

Trap trap same fit for a week straight

Grr

You know what I'm sayin'

50 Cent cake now we eatin' Philippe's steak

Pusha T：

Look Tyler got the album of the year for now

But Pop about to drop I see the platinum in the clouds

Now Push about to drop so real trappers stick around

The crown is only for the king they tryna place it on a clown

I declare war nickname 'He Sell Raw'

Different city same ghetto bring the Woos on tour

Push start drop top 812 two-door

Baby Rover Benz Coupe b***h you gotta choose yours

How can I not

Woo how can I not

When a brick is thirty-six b***h how could I stop

These Richard Milles are one-of-one s**t how could I watch

We made it we made it whether you like it or not

Pop Smoke：

N***a we made it

Grrr woo bah

N***a we made it we made it

Woo

N***a we made it

Woo

Thank God that I made it

Grrr bah

N***a we made it we made it

Woo

Look momma I made it

Grrt