Lyrics – Kanye West – Praise God ft. Baby Keem & Travis Scott

Lyrics – Kanye West – Praise God ft. Baby Keem & Travis Scott

 

 

[Intro: Travis Scott & Donda West]
That she wrote, “Speech to the Young: Speech to the Progress-Toward”
Say to them, say to the down-keepers, the sun-slappers
The self-soilers, the harmony-hushers
Even if you are not ready for the day, it cannot always be night
Serve, flex, I do work (Work)
Six, I’m like Mike
He’s out of sight, woo
You done got me piped
Two-man like Ike
Six out the spot (Uh, uh)
Into the night

[Verse 1: Travis Scott & Kanye West]
Yeah, I’m shakin’ the drop (Drop)
I’m still up on top (Aight)
I been had the bop
The devil my opp, can’t pay me to stop (It’s lit)
My God at the top (La Flame)

[Chorus: Kanye West & Donda West]
We gon’ praise our way out the grave, dawg
Livin’, speakin’, praise God
Walkin’ out the graveyard back to life
I serve, follow your word, see with new sight, into the night (Hey)

 

[Verse 2: Travis Scott & Kanye West]
Yeah, this life I’m livin’ (I’m livin’)
All the advice been tipped in (That thang)
Gave me that grip, no slippin’ (That grip)
Out of my mind, went trippin’ (My mind)
Tell me take two when I’m on one (I’m on)
That lookout like no one
Kept it real tight like your son (Your son)
Yeah (La Flame)

[Chorus: Kanye West & Donda West]
We gon’ praise our way out the grave, dawg
Livin’, speakin’, praise God
Walkin’ out the graveyard back to life
I serve, follow your word, see with new sight, into the night

[Verse 3: Baby Keem]
Still on side, huh, still outside
****, attention, still outside, huh, still outside
Tame Imp—, Tame Impala
Tame Impala, stay outside, huh
And I’m still outside, I’m still outside, still outside, huh
Let’s get right, huh, let’s get right, uh, let’s get right, uh, huh
Let’s get right, let’s get (Ayy, ayy, ayy), let’s get right
Let’s get (Ayy, ayy, ayy), let’s get—
Look at new scenes, I opened my life, I’m subject to memes
I signed a few ****, I polished their dreams
An angel on earth, come under my wing
Stop runnin’ your publishers ****
They publish the headlines and say the wrong things
Y’all treat your Lord and Savior like renters’ insurance, you know what I mean?
Bada the bada the boom, I bada the boom, I bada the bing
I need a new girl, my old one was mean
I had to let go, forgave all them evils that came to my shows
I channeled them bad **** all in abode
I channeled your trust, I channeled the turbulence, came with the life
I gathered my sinners and asked if I’m right, let’s get
I just get right, ****, huh
Let’s get right, let’s get right, let’s get right, shh, shh
Ain’t on sight, it’s on sight
I don’t know you, you, you, you, it’s on sight
I don’t know you, you, you, you (Ayy, ayy), let’s get right
Ayy, all of my **** on Channel 5
I don’t channel ten ’til it go time
Used to throw up my uncle’s spaghetti
Been told to tote since before I was ready
Back when my mama told me that I was challenged
A single Black woman, you know that she petty
I turned a heavy heart to two million dollars
I put that in totals, reverse outta debty
I gotta, I gotta put on the Richard one time
I snort the powder with magic one time
I know some white people servin’ no time
I gotta do it for me, do it for, pray for me
Do it for all the ones dyin’
I wanna do it for all the ones cryin’
I wanna, uh, uh, uh, let’s get right, huh