Mr. West

Why they thinking imma settle for less?
I'm Mr. West (Kanye)
Remember days I made em stretch
Tell my mama don't be stressed
Told my grave I am in debt
Tell me what the play what's the bet?
You up and living where's the maid where's the chef
Where's the upgrade where's the check
Imma set my own rounds like chess
Look at me I'm the best Mr. West
No real enemies just haters they be feeling me
Then they go back and fill that résumé energy
That thing is timeless
But let's be honest
Critics make me vomit
Pointing out my flaws daily like I'm Giannis
My name is Kanye
Mr. West I am an all timer
Mr. West, Mr. West
Mr. West, Mr. West
Mr. West, Mr. West
Mr. West, Mr. West
How you gon tell me that I ain't the best
Mr. West, Mr. West
Mr. West, Mr. West

These bad gals all over me, American hoes and overseas
I really hate the way that I talk when I'm drinking
But the drunk me really hates the sober me
No invite? I'll invite myself
Show up to the party and then fight myself
Tighten my belt, everything write myself
I swear my ting so fresh I should bite myself
You ain't messing with it you just another one em dipsticks
Told her to be careful with the lipstick
And this one wasn't written for the kids
Want a children's story then go listen to Slick Rick

I ain't get the memo what the hell I miss?
They don't wanna say it's skill then it's luck I guess
I get it yeah okay luck I guess
Must not know who the hell I is
Who the hell I is?
Im the one who turns nun into to sum I guess
Write the lyrics fast and spit it slow like this
Yeah the one who turns ice into fire and leaves you guessing like
How the hell is he like this?

Damn
He just flow like he done let it go
Goes like how he'll let em know
That he is the one I know
Mr. West tells em go get it yo



Credits
Writer(s): Avaneesh Mohapatra
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