Pusha T, Pharrell, 50 Cent - Raid lyrics

I’m only in the company of kings
I made a power move and
It’s everything it seems
Before 'Ye signed me
I was getting out my dreams
Standing on the shoulders
Of twenty-thousand fiends
Every time a nigga wanna try
And turn a profit
Folks rush in, three letters try and stop it
F-B-IR-S, D-E-A
One letter short but still motherfuck the DA
We play by the rules as they
Try to crack the code
Combination locks to the kilo’s that I hold
Leopard print Louboutins prowling
The concrete
Rollerballs come alive just like Jumanji
You know where to find me
Greenhouse a circle of top whores
Mandarin, Gansevoort, any them top floors
35 large, took it right out the top drawer
Still got a throwaway phone in my sock drawer

It’s like Raid! Spraying on you roaches
The AK is an animal, it is ferocious
A nigga wanna sing, hope he is the dopest
Watch that nigga disappear hocus pocus
Ring, ring, a nigga won't sing
Ring, ring, I keep that bitch clean
Ring, ring a nigga won't sing
'Less he is an insomniac
He'll die in a dream

You can tell I went to school
On a small yellow bus
Never bothered me, strong arm robbery
I went from powdered jelly donuts
To taking them Os
From my high school sweetheart
To fucking with hoes
Look, I’m all grown up and I done blown up
Nigga, ain't much changed in fact
Things are the same
I’m the definition of shooter, gun of choice
The Ruger you’ll take my word for it or
Make me do it to ya
I’m a magnet to murder, when I’m in the mood
Get convicted through the forensics when
You walk in my shoes
I’m bad news, you niggas know the verdict
I’m filthy
Drop Phantom is milky, white on white
24 inch blades, I'm skatin'
Red eyes, smoking that bomb shit, I'm Satan
Nigga, surprise, 50 back on fire
50 back running round this bitch strapped
Hitman for hire

It’s like Raid! Spraying on you roaches
The AK is an animal, it is ferocious
A nigga wanna sing, hope he is the dopest
Watch that nigga disappear hocus pocus
Ring, ring, a nigga won't sing
Ring, ring, I keep that bitch clean
Ring, ring a nigga won't sing
'less he is an insomniac he'll
Die in a dream, ugh!

I sit with the liars, duck tape and tiers
Been lost their soul
They just waiting on the fire
Innocent faces with a shitload of priors
Something out of nothing
A team full of MacGyvers
Deep-sea dive for the fishscale
Tryna find a better price? Man
That ship sailed take a breath and head back
If that shit failed
Drop weight like an anchor then, you set sail
Hell freeze over like the watch
I put the sleeve over
Engine devil-scream when I turn the key over
Pirellis on the street rolling
Like a steamroller
Bitches double-team when I have my sleepovers
Yuugh! Re-Up Gang with the G-Unit
This is tailor made, drug dealer theme music
Test it on your tongue or either
Watch a fiend do it
I got you hooked and I laugh
As you lean to it

It’s like Raid! Spraying on you roaches
The AK is an animal, it is ferocious
A nigga wanna sing, hope he is the dopest
Watch that nigga disappear hocus pocus
Ring, ring, a nigga won't sing
Ring, ring, I keep that bitch clean
Ring, ring a nigga won't sing
'Less he is an insomniac he'll die in a dream