Kanye West — Drug Dealing

[Intro: Kanye West] For all my people that's— [Chorus: Choir] Drug dealin' just to get by Stack your money 'til it get sky high We wasn't supposed to make it past twenty-five Joke's on you, we still alive Throw your hands up in the sky and say "We don't care what people say" [Verse 1: Kanye West] You know the kids gon' act a fool When you stop the programs for after school And they DCFS, some of 'em dyslexic They favorite 50 Cent song "12 Questions" We scream: "rocks, blow, weed, park," see, now we smart We ain't retards the way teachers thought Hold up, hold fast, we make more cash Now, tеll my mama I belong in that slow class It's bad enough we on wеlfare They tryna put me on the school bus with the space for the wheelchair I'm tryna get the car with the chrome-y wheels here They tryna cut our lights out like we don't live here Look what was handed us, fathers abandoned us When we get them hammers, go on, call the ambulance Sometimes, I feel no one in this world understands us But we don't care what people say, my niggas— [Chorus: Choir] Drug dealin' just to get by Stack your money 'til it get sky high We wasn't supposed to make it past twenty-five Joke's on you, we still alive Throw your hands up in the sky and say "We don't care what people say" [Verse 2: Kanye West] This is for all my dogs working nine to five that still hustle 'Cause they need a extra scratch just so they can shine And everybody selling makeup, Jacob's And bootlegged tapes just to get they cake up We put shit on lay-away, then come back We claim other people kids on our income tax We steal money out the register for extra scratch, then get paid And we don't care what people say, my niggas— [Chorus: Choir] Drug dealin' just to get by Stack your money 'til it get sky high We wasn't supposed to make it past twenty-five Joke's on you, we still alive Throw your hands up in the sky and say "We don't care what people say" [Verse 3: GLC] And now they got me doing bug-stained flow Way over gold, like my pockets working out Calls stay over swole poles Crazy over hoes, flow all up in your nose At night, I cook coke, smell all up in your clothes I would use hotplates mane, rarely over stoves When momma got up on her feet, got heat, never froze By the time I'm 24, I was back over stoves Less than a year ago, it was something wonderful Daddy broke over dro, tryna get them 100 spokes Smokers up in our hood, watch us weekly overdose Homies got shot in the head, bled, strictly over-tote Your folks would stab your back then homies would cut your throat No, [?], hoe, to see tomorrow 87 would swallow hollow tips, never borrowed Bitch, you gotta honour the way that I live A product of my environment, don't trifle me Kids, c'mon [Chorus: Choir] Drug dealin' just to get by Stack your money 'til it get sky high We wasn't supposed to make it past twenty-five Joke's on you, we still alive Throw your hands up in the sky and say "We don't care what people say"