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Featuring Wale Prod By Boogz N Tapes (Hook) It's coming clear I've noticed It's a different face you're showing It's another "welcome back" I don't imagine it could be this way, so jealous Only you can tell it tell me why Only you can tell it, Only you can say Only you can tell it Only you can say Only you can tell it Tell me why (Verse 1: Pusha T) Two sides, what the game'll do Bring money, fame to you Stackin' mine, nigga ye high Standin' on it like a pedestal Couldn't imagine a better view From the poolhouse you see four cars Bad bitches, they skinny dippin' Mixed college bitches with porn stars Disconnected my OnStar, no GPS these VVS Letras de cancionesLorraine Schwartz on speed dial, went ocular, that's CBS Aston Martin, DBS, James Bond cool as James Todd Best nigga to make hits and run base since A-Rod Hands dirty like Exxon, I'm grindin' nigga you J Kwon My Diors is distressed, CDG vest with Jays on Bloggers get your trace on, 500 horses race on Coke ties, that coke dries, it's cemented, it's baked on Eugh! That's based on, the life of a nigga who ain't said nothin' Trunk tight, trunk white, can't relate if you ain't bled nothin' Now that there said somethin', don't make me have to dead nothin' You askin' me to tell you why you niggas never had nothin' (Hook) It's coming clear I've noticed It's a different face you're showing It's another "welcome back" I don't imagine it could be this way, so jealous Only you can tell it tell me why Only you can tell it, Only you can say Only you can tell it Tell me why (Verse 2: Wale) Folarin back, the hardest out I put us on the map My eyes low, I keep 5 bros so my THC be makin' sound effects We ain't hatin', cause we ain't y'all, too much Ciroc we CB4 62, black on black, see my vehicle is like MEAC ball Shoutout to Norfolk, kicks from Portland, my hoes from Portsmouth Y'all nick and dime, if a brick was round you might need a forklift Can't fuck with us cause me and my niggas ride That's right, what up Pusha T, it's DMV for life Giuseppe Zanotti, I beg your pardon, respiratory full of Nesta Marley Three something for an after party and Balenciaga, I filled Arenas twice Tell these motherfuckers get me dough, Iceberg Shorty, mu' fuck your Disney store And remove your words, G double O-D, MMG we good Got Zamunda furs, don't know how Akeem, but Pusha's semi cold My nigga Jeezy OVA, I hope you hear these flows Behind these walls, still in our thoughts, the city know (Hook) It's coming clear I've noticed It's a different face you're showing It's another "welcome back" I don't imagine it could be this way, so jealous Only you can tell it tell me why Only you can tell it, Only you can say Only you can tell it Tell me why From Letras Mania