Kanye West, The Game, Dreezy, CHILLER - Fortunate lyrics
Kanye West/Ye [Kanye Omari West] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Kanye West, The Game, Dreezy, CHILLER - Fortunate lyrics]
Yo, Ye
Yo
Yo, I'm at the London, I
Need you to swing by
Pick me up
On my way
Aight
Look, let me tell you why
They call it Lambchop
'Cause I'm a G.O.A.T. in the roaster
Sandlot
Big dawg, baseball
Sniffin' 'til your face off
Only makin' short stops
The Apple call me A-Rod
This is thirty for thirty, out the six-god
Everybody Thanos 'til you show up
With a hit squad
Brick squad, ten-seventeen out the trunk
Timbaland know the chopper
Go bra-rum ba-bum-bum
Billie Eilish, I go stylish, Ivan Drago
Wrist rocky, nigga, I go viral
Suicidal doors up, touch the Eiffel
On a cross next to Yeezy
Like they crucified you
Michael, Michael Jordan, Tyson, Michael Myers
Grab the mic and I'm a killer for hire, man
On the freeway, dippin' with IMA
Don Cheadle when I'm grippin' the iron, man
Ye
I'm him, I'm him
I'm, I'm, I'm him, I'm him
I might have to drop the Yeezy swim
Just, just to get Yeezy to swim
She said "Yeezy need to drop
It in her windpipe"
(Her windpipe)
Still ain't met a ho that I didn't wife
(Didn't wife)
"Since his momma passed
He ain't been right"
(Been right)
Rich nigga shit, this a different life
(Different life)
Shit too cloudy when you get your ice
(Get your ice)
Old school Audi, man, that shit nice
(Shit nice)
Two joints hangin' out the balcony
If a another bitch give me The Alchemy
Tell me this her favorite book
What I'm bound to see
What, what, what, what
How many niggas had it out for me?
Did you tell your girlfriends that
You down to leave?
(To leave)
You so fortunate
'Cause we doin' it big, notorious
You so fortunate
You got a picture with Ye without forcin' it
You so fortunate
She the drink champ, she Nore'd it
I can tell, I can, I can tell
(She the G.O.A.T)
I can tell, I can, I can tell
Ayy, I'm so fortunate
I put the stars in the
Ceilin' like a ornament
Yeah, hour-glass body so proportioned
I'm under thirty with a thirty
Like the Forbes and shit
You know I'm with The Game if all
My niggas throwin' up the letter B
(The letter B)
You know I'm with Ye when I say
It ain't nothin' that you tellin' me
Make a white nigga switch
His Pornhub to ebony
I went from Berettas and the shotter
To keepin' that Beretta clean
Like fuck a bank, I count it like calculators
We movin' one step ahead of you
Every move calculated
Don't ask me 'bout the opps, we slid
They evacuated
You come on the block, you gotta
Check in like a baggage claim
Nigga
Big Dreez (Big Dreez)
Timbo the king
Nigga, Ye had us in Miami
Writin' for a month
We kept a sixteen as told
I told her give me neck like flamingos
Tú tienes novio, Numinatti lingo
Diamonds like a stripper name
Star like Ringo
I'm with Ye lookin' for
A Christian to mingle
Gray sweats, mink coat
They gon' see the AK-47
Talkin' all that jazz
I'm Caralingo
Last night, I was in the Chi'
Sippin' Barefoot
How I end up all the way
In Paris with a pink toe?
Just got a passport, ain't even ask for it
When you runnin' 'round with Ye
He got the cash for it
Balenciaga in the living room
I ain't even open the box yet
Box card, box cutter
Got these niggas boxed in
What you expect from a
(nigga) out the projects?
No contest, I told her in bed, I'm Embiid
You just gotta trust the process
You so fortunate
'Cause we doin' it big, notorious
You so fortunate
You got a picture with Ye without forcin' it
You so fortunate
She the drink champ, she Nore'd it
I can tell, I can, I can tell
(She the G.O.A.T)
I can tell, I can, I can tell
I can tell, I can, I can tell
I can tell, I can, I can tell
Yo
Yo, I'm at the London, I
Need you to swing by
Pick me up
On my way
Aight
Look, let me tell you why
They call it Lambchop
'Cause I'm a G.O.A.T. in the roaster
Sandlot
Big dawg, baseball
Sniffin' 'til your face off
Only makin' short stops
The Apple call me A-Rod
This is thirty for thirty, out the six-god
Everybody Thanos 'til you show up
With a hit squad
Brick squad, ten-seventeen out the trunk
Timbaland know the chopper
Go bra-rum ba-bum-bum
Billie Eilish, I go stylish, Ivan Drago
Wrist rocky, nigga, I go viral
Suicidal doors up, touch the Eiffel
On a cross next to Yeezy
Like they crucified you
Michael, Michael Jordan, Tyson, Michael Myers
Grab the mic and I'm a killer for hire, man
On the freeway, dippin' with IMA
Don Cheadle when I'm grippin' the iron, man
Ye
I'm him, I'm him
I'm, I'm, I'm him, I'm him
I might have to drop the Yeezy swim
Just, just to get Yeezy to swim
She said "Yeezy need to drop
It in her windpipe"
(Her windpipe)
Still ain't met a ho that I didn't wife
(Didn't wife)
"Since his momma passed
He ain't been right"
(Been right)
Rich nigga shit, this a different life
(Different life)
Shit too cloudy when you get your ice
(Get your ice)
Old school Audi, man, that shit nice
(Shit nice)
Two joints hangin' out the balcony
If a another bitch give me The Alchemy
Tell me this her favorite book
What I'm bound to see
What, what, what, what
How many niggas had it out for me?
Did you tell your girlfriends that
You down to leave?
(To leave)
You so fortunate
'Cause we doin' it big, notorious
You so fortunate
You got a picture with Ye without forcin' it
You so fortunate
She the drink champ, she Nore'd it
I can tell, I can, I can tell
(She the G.O.A.T)
I can tell, I can, I can tell
Ayy, I'm so fortunate
I put the stars in the
Ceilin' like a ornament
Yeah, hour-glass body so proportioned
I'm under thirty with a thirty
Like the Forbes and shit
You know I'm with The Game if all
My niggas throwin' up the letter B
(The letter B)
You know I'm with Ye when I say
It ain't nothin' that you tellin' me
Make a white nigga switch
His Pornhub to ebony
I went from Berettas and the shotter
To keepin' that Beretta clean
Like fuck a bank, I count it like calculators
We movin' one step ahead of you
Every move calculated
Don't ask me 'bout the opps, we slid
They evacuated
You come on the block, you gotta
Check in like a baggage claim
Nigga
Big Dreez (Big Dreez)
Timbo the king
Nigga, Ye had us in Miami
Writin' for a month
We kept a sixteen as told
I told her give me neck like flamingos
Tú tienes novio, Numinatti lingo
Diamonds like a stripper name
Star like Ringo
I'm with Ye lookin' for
A Christian to mingle
Gray sweats, mink coat
They gon' see the AK-47
Talkin' all that jazz
I'm Caralingo
Last night, I was in the Chi'
Sippin' Barefoot
How I end up all the way
In Paris with a pink toe?
Just got a passport, ain't even ask for it
When you runnin' 'round with Ye
He got the cash for it
Balenciaga in the living room
I ain't even open the box yet
Box card, box cutter
Got these niggas boxed in
What you expect from a
(nigga) out the projects?
No contest, I told her in bed, I'm Embiid
You just gotta trust the process
You so fortunate
'Cause we doin' it big, notorious
You so fortunate
You got a picture with Ye without forcin' it
You so fortunate
She the drink champ, she Nore'd it
I can tell, I can, I can tell
(She the G.O.A.T)
I can tell, I can, I can tell
I can tell, I can, I can tell
I can tell, I can, I can tell