Wiz Khalifa — Say U Will

[Hook: Kanye West & (Wiz Khalifa)] Hey hey hey hey Don't say you will You will, you will Hey hey hey hey (Okaay!) Please say you will (hahah, yeah) For real (Ay, ay) I pray you will (ay) [Verse 1] And they say don't say it 'less you mean it Back when I was young I said "I will be the one", people said they couldn't see it But on the other hand, there was some saying I be this Nigga on top, soon as you say I'm defeated T-Pain, they saying they couldn't believe it Funny 'cause now they say the same thing when they see me The way I spit you would say I was bulimic And this beat so hard, I had to say I did a remix Niggas hate, they don't say it but they think it When you lame, I can't hear what you saying when you speaking Another plane, my mother saying "get some sleep in" I can't, I'm living out what others saying they dream is Now the hoes say that I'm conceited 'Cause they wanna give me brains, and I say that I don't need it I'm getting paid and paying so much attention To what radios playing and what they saying in meetings I ain't saying I'm that deep in But I'm saying I got my feet in In a year they gon' say I'm Michael Phelps And you gon' think to yourself, before you jump in that deep end It was said that my city sleeping Out of state, I had to say what that P meant "I put on" like Kan' said on that Jeezy Come to where I live, the kids say I'm like He-Man Doing everything that you say I can't Not a stroke of luck, player, you can say I plan Tired of saying shit to make these niggas understand So I'll be everything that you say I am Very strange, yes You niggas too plain, I'm a Taylor Gang Jet And my lane's left, I talk money so I save breath And niggas say I'm lucky, I say that I'm blessed [Interlude] Every goddamn day Yeah, and I work hard too You know, I ain't just pop up out of nowhere Been doing this shit Hahahah T-G-O-D Boiii Yeah (Matter of fact... Okay) [Verse 2] Hundreds on the mattress, twenties on the floor Kids with dirty handguns posted by the door When I was 14 they used to send me to the store To bring back blunts, now I'm the one rollin' up Speakers bump, iPhone plug-in for my truck E. Knievel, showing you niggas how to stunt I mess up flows like waves and potholes West Coast, I fuck hoes and eat Roscoes Got gold with diamonds in it All the finest linen Versace, City tryna lock me (Hahahaha) That's my Biggie flow right there I dunno if y'all caught that but that's that Biggie flow though [Outro] Yeah, bitch! Khalifa man, '09 star year Got what you need right here, boy Quit tryna be somebody and be yourself Yeah (Hahaha) And um... I don't know Just look out for the next one Bitch