for you You can trust this love Honest that's the honest truth Chorus: From the heart I'm giving you everything, everything From the heart I promise you that
level Hear them haters talk But there's nothing you can tell 'em Just made a million Got another million on my schedule No love for a nigga breakin' hearts
know what, I got to thank Yeezy And when I see that nigga I'ma thank him I'ma buy the album, I'ma download that motherfucker I'ma shoot a bootlegger, that
when you hear somethin, make sure you hear it right Don't make a ass outta yourself by assumin My music keeps you movin, what are you provin? You know that
'mma start rocking gold teeth and fangs 'Cause that's what a motherfuckin' monster do He a dresser from Milan that's the monster do Monster Giuseppie heel, that
or never, forever, Take you to another level, I wanna be with you Now or never, forever, Take you to another level Come on, I'm waiting for you! Take my heart
we came to celebrate, oh That means that you can find me right here on the dance floor Give me some bass & treble, I'm on another level We came to party
shootin' drinkin' 40's on the roof Went from zeros to six figures to seven figures and better Niggas determined to get on the level down for whatever Chasin' that
ya loose Stop bringin' that pistol and fetch ya Shoot it and catch ya, shit, pap Stay packin' that gat in yo lap away So if ya can't roll strapped Now how about that
block, never hustle to the floor though Kickin' 'em down how them Bone Thugs came through Yeah, yeah, we took it to another level, level, level, yeah
a level Ain't that ill? That I could just stand and watch a bloodspill From a known rapper, but now the rapper's no frill Just because I made a record I'm a star, that
I know a man, we call him 'Poor Boy' Jones He's never been a hundred miles from home He's got a pretty good farm and a level head A heart of gold and
' rhymes Turntables and beats are lethal weapons And the essence, you know we got a lot like constock The Native Tongues are here with that brew for your heart We're makin' ample usage of the times that
t hide, from this homicide, that ain't no lie Better kiss that black ass goodbye when you try to play these wiseguys So who's complainin' when we intensify the levels
For the niggaz with the bumps Bump, c'mon, ba-bump Comin through the alley with a trunk full of funk Nigga who is you? Who me? Oh, I be that nigga from
'm going Sorry mama I'm grown, I must travel alone Ain't following no footsteps, I'm making my own Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 mile
s just another bombtrack ughh Hey you, it's just another bombtrack yeah It goes a-one, two three and It's just another bombtrack And suckas be thinkin' that
it by your heart Love has left us memories There's no better way to part I will find another love Someone new to drag me down How you tried to level
