[Intro: Pharrell Williams, Lupe Fiasco & Kanye West]

I understand, I'm back by popular demand (Roc-A-Fella, yeah, yeah, hahah)

Shout-out to Push

I understand, I'm back by popular demand

[Verse 1: Pusha T & Pharrell Williams]

You are now listening to the all-time phenomenal

Used to bag work in VA at the Econo Lo'

Now I'm laying out at the Delano though

But don't get it twisted, the Uzi's in the lining though

Hollow tip dum-dums eat flesh like piranhas though

Such a scary thing to hear the soul sing, "Geronimo"

Pull up in the CL, the shit's astronomical

Hoes lining up on the curb, they fall like dominoes

Used to have this white bitch, she looked like Madonna though

Heard that she fucking LеBron, but, shit, I don't know

Like that, Bron-Bron? I had that long time ago

Butt-naked on thе balcony at the Dolla-no

I mean the Delano—I mean, Pharrell'll know

The head shop bitch from D.C., ayy, P, let 'em know

(Yeah, that bitch was hot, nigga)

Yeah, yeah, but it was time to go

Them hoes coming eeny, meeny, miny, moe

Yuugh

[Chorus: Kanye West]

Ayo, I'm back on my grind, back by popular demand like Shyne

A psychic read my lifeline, told me in my lifetime

My name would help light up the Chicago skyline

And that's why I'm in popular demand

My mama been told me before I was a man

That when you'll finally grow, I know that you like hoes

But don't let 'em hit ya, be cool, ice cold

[Verse 2: Pharrell Williams]

Ugh, it's incredible how I etch my plans out (Uh)

To be physically subtle and financially stand out

You should see me, I stick the baguettes on my hands out

And literally carve a structure so no one can touch ya

Teenage girls'll love ya and models wanna fuck ya

ICECREAM ya way on to somebody's magazine cover

So much money that the lid threatens eruption

And the bank says you don't have to call like you're Usher

And I ain't kill or sell drugs to nobody

But I know niggas that kill and stretch work like pilates

Nigga, the crack house was literally right beside me

When them fiends hit that shit they kick just like karate

We named one Bruce lie, one slim Kelly (Uh)

Who issued too much quicker than luis rank and m belly

Yeah, I escaped but there's nothing you can tell me

'Cause though I paper chase my memories won't fail me

[Chorus: Kanye West]

Ayo, I'm back on my grind, back by popular demand like Shyne

A psychic read my lifeline, told me in my lifetime

My name would help light up the Chicago skyline

And that's why I'm in popular demand

My mama been told me before I was a man

That when you'll finally grow, I know that you like hoes

But don't let 'em hit ya, be cool, ice cold

[Verse 3: Kanye West]

Black people usin' black cards, isn't it ironic?

Smokin' weed on the yacht, isn't it The Chronic?

Plus the hoes good, it's feelin' like Rosewood

That black baller bullshit, we on it

Cops will pull you over like, "Isn't there a problem?"

No sir, but I realize the windows so blur

That you might've mistaked a nigga for a chauffeur

You might mistake that backseat for a sofur

Now, the dreads said to rap on erryting

'Cause he know that I snap on erryting

Listen, when my flow commissions

It caused the commissioner to throw a cap on erryting

My accountant said

If I get the crib on the side of the mountain

Right beside the fountain and decide on the Phantom

I'll go broker than Hammer, performin' in pyjamas, damn it! Uh

[Verse 4: Lupe Fiasco]

It's Hirst verses and Murakami rhyming

All my raps is superflat, all your raps is super wack

Tell him that the future's back, DeLorean rolling down the block

You can call it "shooting craps," and my roof is back

And my wings is up, Kingda Ka without Kahlua

So, you ain't got to pour the king a cup

Young Yakuza, but none of my fingers cut

So I can still sip Red Zinger with my pinkies up

Made man: You can call this "cleaning up"

I'm OCD: I never think it's clean enough

That's what defines me: I never think it's mean enough

Lines deeper than those waiting on a sneaker, cuz

You gon' need two heads like the King of Clubs just to figure out the meaning of

I'm just achieving buzz

So, stay out of son way like you're drinking blood

This is what it feels like to be in love

[Chorus: Kanye West]

Ayo, I'm back on my grind, back by popular demand like Shyne

A psychic read my lifeline, told me in my lifetime

My name would help light up the Chicago skyline

And that's why I'm in popular demand

My mama been told me before I was a man

That when you'll finally grow, I know that you like hoes

But don't let 'em hit ya, be cool, ice cold

[Verse 5: Fabolous & Kanye West]

My flow got teeth marks in it and I know who the biters is

Can't blame them but whoever they writers is

Matter fact whoever the dick riders is

Get your own style, don't Winona Ryder his

Ferrari Fab or you could say Spyder Spizz

SLR pullin' up on the side of his

Shorties success ain't even near the height of his

This dudes paper thinner than E-Z Wider is

It made me laugh yo, but if you do the math though

I've been gettin' money since Kojak had an Afro (Uh-huh)

I’ve been fresh since Will Smith was a Fresh Prince

Had hoes when Kermit was a tadpole

So of course the officers wanna off us

Came off the corner to up in the corner office

I thought it was livin', they call it ballin'

It been like this, where the hell all of y'all been?

[Chorus: Kanye West]

Ayo, I'm back on my grind, back by popular demand like Shyne

A psychic read my lifeline, told me in my lifetime

My name would help light up the Chicago skyline

And that's why I'm in popular demand

My mama been told me before I was a man

That when you'll finally grow, I know that you like hoes

But don't let 'em hit ya, be cool, ice cold