H.g.t.v. Lyrics - Pusha T

Half a year later, still ain't heard an album greater 

The natives want me out of the office, back on the pavement 

Jokers at the top know the king is nothin' to play with 

9 to 5 money is just as sweet as the grave shift 

El presidenté, Blowbama, blow by ya 

Chopper next to me in every picture, Osama 

Oh mama, they question my starting line up 

You only find a diamond from diggin' like coal miners 

Don't listen to 'em, Desiigner 

The same rappers talkin' next year will be Uber drivers (Fuck 'em) 

Chanel dad hats, but you don't know that they got 'em 

Trap door shopper, they rotate the wall 

So you will never see me as you rotate the mall 

330 spin, cook a steak up on this grill 

Me myself and I, we like a hamster in the wheel 

Rolls emblem, Black Virginian 

Pull in a neighborhood I don't blend in 

Album of the year contender every year 

The kitchen's full of work, it's blenders everywhere 

Blended bitches everywhere that do the most 

They never seen with him so they fuck his ghost 

Invisible man, timepiece with the invisible hands 

MJ, remember the time they counted in sand hourglass 

But mine come with purse and heels 

And the DIY Gucci with the crest and shields 

It's too far gone when the realest ain't real 

I walk amongst the clouds so your ceilings ain't real 

These niggas Call of Duty cause their killings ain't real 

With a questionable pen so the feelin' ain't real 

Rap's John Grisham 

I can paint the picture with the words if you listen (shh) 

The bar's been lowered, the well's run dry 

They beefin' over melodies, but no, not I (yugh) 

See I'm so top 5 

If they factor in the truth I just might blow by 

Blowbama 

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