All Day Lyrics - Kanye West

[Intro]

All day, nigga

[Hook 1: Kanye West]

All day, nigga

How long you niggas ball? All day, nigga

How much time you spent at the mall? All day, nigga

How many thots do you got on call? All day, nigga

H-how long they keep you in court? All day, nigga

Take you to get this fly? All day, nigga

Tell your P.O. how how long you been high? All day, nigga

Y'all already know I'm straight from the Chi, all day, nigga

South, south, south side! All day, nigga

[Verse 1: Kanye West]

It's Ye, nigga

Shoppin' for the winter, and it's just May, nigga

Ball so hard, man, this shit cray, nigga

And you ain't gettin' money 'less you got eight figures

From the Jesus piece, man, I've been saved, nigga

Just talked to Farrakhan, that's sensei, nigga

Told him I've been on ten since 10th grade, nigga

Got a middle finger longer than Dikembe, my nigga, uh

I don't let 'em play with me

I don't let 'em talk to me no kind of way

You better watch what you say to me

People still gettin' popped on the day to day

Still got the 100 with the small face, nigga

Might spend 50 racks on my off day, nigga

You a fake Denzel like the Allstate, nigga

If you run into me, better have Allstate with you

You a Rico Suave, nigga

Drive around listening to Sade, nigga

If you ain't with us, you in our way, nigga

You an actor, you should be on Broadway, nigga

Cause you do shit the broad way, nigga

Your bitch got an ass, but my broad way thicker

Late for the class, in the hallway, nigga

Yeah, the dropout at it as always, nigga

[Bridge: Allan Kingdom]

At a Tuesday in a sweet bread, and I reached into my head

Gave him what I had left

At that moment I disperse (All day!)

At that moment I disperse (All day!)

[Hook 2: Kanye West]

All day, nigga

How long y'all playas ball? All day, nigga

How much time y'all spent at the mall? All day, nigga

How long it take you to get this fly? All day, nigga

Tell your P.O. how how long you been high? All day, nigga

Pour some Hen out for my niggas that died, all day, nigga

And I keep a bad chick on the passenger side, all day, nigga

Y'all already know that I'm straight from the Chi, all day, nigga

South, south, south side! All day, nigga

[Verse 2: Kanye West]

I could do this all day, boy, I'm 'bout to turn this bitch out

That nigga Ye in the streets, boy, there's never really been a drought

Don't make me rhyme when I'm late, boy, you know I still go wild

I'm like a light skinned slave, boy, we in the mothafuckin' house

Right now, lookin' real sus right now

I swear I've been on this flight like a month right now

Stupid niggas gettin' paid, Forrest Gump right now

Shout-out to Jackie Chan, I need to stunt right now

I've been lookin' at the Gram, I've been lookin' at the Grammys

Like, whoo, that's us right now

24/7, 365 days, everybody gettin' paid

People lookin' at me like I'm worth both MJs

Screamin, "Ye, Ye, take it easy"

20 Gs for the Yeezys on the ebay

People do the most and they ain't done shit

Only way we can sum it up, son of a bitch

[Bridge: Allan Kingdom]

[Outro: Kanye West]

Get Low, get low

Stay low, stay low

Ah yeah

Stay low, hold on

Yo Skepta! Thank you

All day.

Only One (with Big Sean) (feat. 2 Chainz & Marsha Ambrosius) Lyrics - Kanye West

[Hook: Marsha Ambrosius]

The storm is on the horizon

I'm standing here alone

Got a pistol on my hip

And it's gonna be some shit

If you want it then bring it on

See I'm a motherfuckin' soldier

And I'ma be here till it's done

And when they asking who I'm is, shit

You just tell them that I'm the one

(One, one, one)

Tell them that I'm the one

(One, one, one)

Tell them that I'm the one

[Verse 1: Kanye West]

I'm the one, baby

Yeah, I'm the one, baby

Since God gave his only begotten son, baby

It's hard preachin' the gospel to the slums lately

So I had to put the church on the drums, baby

You on a run, baby

You on a run, baby

You think you free but you a slave to the funds, baby

You think you me, but you ain't me, what you done lately?

Mhm that's cool but I been runnin' on the sun, baby

We on a galaxy that haters cannot visit

That's my reality so get off my Scott Disick

If you ever held a title belt you would know how Michael felt

Tyson, Jackson, Jordan - Michael Phelps

Yeah, had to take it to another realm

Cause everything around me got me underwhelmed

Best way to describe my position is at the helm

Best way to describe my new whip - Yeeeaaaalmmp

[Hook: Marsha Ambrosius]

The storm is on the horizon

I'm standing here alone

Got a pistol on my hip

And it's gonna be some shit

If you want it then bring it on

See I'm a motherfuckin' soldier

And I'ma be here till it's done

And when they asking who I'm is, shit

You just tell them that I'm the one

(One, one, one)

Tell them that I'm the one

(One, one, one)

Tell them that I'm the one

[Verse 2: Big Sean]

I told Detroit I'ma fuckin' get it

I told my brother we'll be fuckin' winnin'

Ye told me I'm the man for the job

So I told my mom, call her's up and tell 'em that she quittin'

Started off in that Chevrolet, but it's Ferraris I gotta drive

I'm on HBO with my Entourage

I'm 5'9" fuck a 9 to 5

I need a hundred million no compromise

I'm a double XL nigga

Magazine and condom size

See what I seen and be traumatized

I don't wait, I marinate, variate erryday

Erry state, sold out, fuck around and need a barricade

My weed loud I need a hearing aid

Livin' life behind a pair of shades

I be a billionaire if I could get a dollar

For all the bullshit that I hear a day

I did it

[Hook: Marsha Ambrosius]

The storm is on the horizon

I'm standing here alone

Got a pistol on my hip

And it's gonna be some shit

If you want it then bring it on

See I'm a motherfuckin' soldier

And I'ma be here till it's done

And when they asking who I'm is, shit

You just tell them that I'm the one

(One, one, one)

Tell them that I'm the one

(One, one, one)

Tell them that I'm the one

[Verse 3: 2 Chainz]

Treat the back seat like a sofa bed

Break bread with my niggas, call it profit share

This some good shit, but it get better

And yeah my bitch cold, nigga thin sweater

Like my verse suede and the beat leather

Just tryin' to stay above sea level

When my nigga went to jail, I said, "Free Gucci"

I done bought so much shit, I should get free Gucci

Bought my baby momma anaconda bags

I shouldn't have bought it all

I should've went and cut the grass

Snake ass niggas in my fuckin' face

Bring your girl here nigga so I could fuck her face

Yeah I run this place, this is cash mill swag

niggas treadmillin' goin' nowhere fast

Sittin' courtside at the Hawks game

Louie's on, I could trip a fuckin' ball player

[Outro: James Fauntleroy (x2)]

fuck yeah, awesome, yeah I lost some of my mind

And then I found weed was really kind of awesome

It's possible, goddamn right

I've been honest the whole time.