[Intro: Kanye West + Sarah Barthel]
Let me know if you´re feelin´ lonely

[Verse 1: Game]
Cause ain´t no real niggas out here

Ye what these niggas start hummin´ out their mouth with?
Bunch of bullshit, weak ass albums
Bunch of lil´ niggas tryna copy our style
When we originated this, whole mothafuckin´ album had hits
That´s why we up in the Ritz
That´s why I´m up in your bitch, head honcho
Get you killed pronto, wearin´ red now, El Segundo
Bail long as Alonzo Mourning
Kill a nigga in his Monte Carlo like Alonzo
Sold records, sold crack, nigga, recognize
For the record, I´ve been wreckin´ shit since ´05
No lie, J´s on
Take these mothafuckas off and throw the Ye´s on
Rewind, J´s on
Take these mothafuckas off and throw the Ye´s on

Yeezy, tell these niggas that they is slaves
Master want you on red carpet like yesterday
You a house nigga, I´ma get away though
Come back kill master ass like Django
Most you niggas just rapping for the fame though
I start rapping to get the fuck out this durango
What goes around comes around how that saying go?
Documentary 2, no 50 keep the change hoe

[Kanye West + Sarah Barthel]
Feelin´ lonely
Let me know if you´re feelin´ crazy
I guess all that stuff they told me
In my life was extra shady
I should´ve kept ´em waitin´
Say hello to the mula
I´m on top, no lie
Say hello to the mula

I´m on top, good night
Feelin´ lonely
The night, it swallowed my soul
Let me know if you´re feelin´ lonely

[Game + Kanye West]
Back like I never left, nigga I´m on my second breath
And I got another track from Yeezy
How´d you do that? Like Eric Wright said Eazy
Pull up in my cool whip, I don´t give a fuck about it
Leave it at the valet, I ain´t fucked up about it
I´ll call an Uber, nigga, I´ll fuckin´ shoot a nigga
I got a white bitch that blow like a tuba, nigga
I just got a new crib, I just got a new Wraith
I just got cooler than LL Cool J

I just got a new gun, squeeze it like some toothpaste
I, I, (aghhhhk)
Spit in the face of a coward
Shit on anybody ever try to take ours
Ye why that nigga´s face so sour?
Cause that slick mouth got him wet up like a shower
Now what you know about power?
What you know about dreams?
What you know about freestylin´ versus each other
Shelter outside of Nike Town without a dollar in your jeans

[Kanye West + Sarah Barthel]
Feelin´ lonely
Let me know if you´re feelin´ crazy
I guess all that stuff they told me

In my life was extra shady
I should´ve kept ´em waitin´
Say hello to the mula
I´m on top, no lie
Say hello to the mula
I´m on top, good night
Feelin´ lonely
The night, it swallowed my soul
Let me know if you´re feelin´ lonely

Felicia: Chuck! Chuck! Chuck! Nigga I know you see me!
Game: Felicia what the fuck you want?
Felicia: Ooh please can I borrow your car?
Game: Borrow my car? Bitch are you stupid or somethin´?
Felicia: Well give me a quarter piece then
Game: Bitch I don´t sell crack no more

Felicia: Well give me some money or something I can take around your brother house and trade
Game: I ain´t got shit
Felicia: What about this iPod and them Dre Beats, you don´t need that shit, don´t you know that nigga or somethin´?
Game: So?
Felicia: Please, I´ll suck your dick for this shit
Game: Bitch you can have this shit, I don´t want my dick sucked by no mothafuckin´ smoker
Felicia: Oh okay, thank you then. You know I would have sucked your dick for it anyways with your fine ass
Game: Felicia get the fuck away from my car
Felicia: Okay, what is you listenin´ to on this shit anyway?
Game: Bitch press play