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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jeezy
Vocals
Kanye West
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kanye West
Songwriter
Christopher Gholson
Songwriter
Jay Jenkins
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Drumma Boy
Producer
Nicholas Solis
Recording Engineer
Leslie Brathwaite
Mixing Engineer
MIKE DEAN
Recording Engineer
Rich Keller
Immersive Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I put on
I put on
I put on
[Verse 2]
I put on for my city, on-on for my city
I put on for my city, on-on for my city
I put on for my city, on-on for my city
I put on for my city, on-on for my city
[Verse 3]
When they see me off in traffic, they say, "Jeezy on some other ****"
Send them **** **** runnin' straight back to the dealership
Me, I'm in my space ship, that's right, I work for NASA
This FNH is not a fraud, call that **** my bodyguard
"Call that **** your bodyguard?" Yeah, that's my bodyguard
Wear a lot of jewelry, Young don't do security
What's whiter than a napkin, harder than a dinner plate?
If you want it, come and get it, you know I stay super straight
Ran up in my spots and now I'm workin' out the Super 8
Know you **** hungry, come and get a super plate
Y'all sing happy birthday, yeah, I got that super cake
Hundred karat bracelet, I use it like some super bait
[Verse 4]
I put on for my city, on-on for my city
I put on for my city, on-on for my city
Put on (Eastside)
Put on (Southside)
Put on (Westside)
Put on, let's go
[Verse 5]
I put on for my city, on-on for my city
I put on for my city, on-on for my city
Put on (Eastside)
Put on (Southside)
Put on (Westside)
Put on, let's go
[Verse 6]
Hat back, top back, ain't nothin' but a young thug
HK's, AK's, I need to join a gun club
Big wheels, big straps, you know I like it super-sized
Passenger's a redbone, her weave look like some curly fries
Inside fish sticks, outside tartar sauce
Pocket full of celery, imagine what she tellin' me
Blowin' on asparagus, the realest **** I ever smoked
Ridin' to that Trap or Die, the realest **** I ever wrote
They know I got that broccoli, so I keep that Glock on me
Don't get caught without one, comin' from where I'm from
Call me Jeezy Hamilton, flyin' down Campbelltown
So fresh, so clean, on my way to Charlene
[Verse 7]
I put on for my city, on-on for my city
I put on for my city, on-on for my city
Put on (Eastside)
Put on (Southside)
Put on (Westside)
Put on, let's go
[Verse 8]
I put on for my city, on-on for my city
I put on for my city, on-on for my city
Put on (Eastside)
Put on (Southside)
Put on (Westside)
Put on, let's go
[Verse 9]
I feel like it's still **** that owe me checks
I feel like it's still **** that owe me sex
I feel like this, but **** don't know he's stressed
I lost the only girl in the world that know me best
I got the money and the fame, man, that don't mean ****
I got the Jesus on the chain, man, that don't mean ****
'Cause when the Jesus pieces can't bring me peace
Yo, I need just at least, uh, one of Russell's nieces
[Verse 10]
On, I let my nightmares go
I put on everybody that I knew from the 'go
I know **** that was frontin' when they knew he was broke
They say, "Damn, Yeezy Yeezy, you don't know us no more?"
"You got that big fame, homie, and you just changed on me"
You can ask big homie, man, the top so lonely
I ain't lyin'
So lonely, I ain't lyin'
Let me see what we have tonight (What we have tonight)
I'm high as a satellite (Satellite)
I see those flashin' lights (Flashin' lights)
'Cause every night, every night, I put on
[Verse 11]
I put on for my city, on-on for my city
I put on for my city, on-on for my city
Put on (Eastside)
Put on (Southside)
Put on (Westside)
Put on, let's go
Written by: Christopher Gholson, Jay Jenkins, Kanye West