Official lyric video for Pop Smoke "Tell The Vision" feat. Kanye West & Pusha T from Faith, available everywhere now: https://PopSmoke.lnk.to/Faith Lyrics: Drippin’, wildin’ on television You could Still see a nigga tell the vision Pimpin Whippin But these ?????? Pop was here last week. He was talkin’ about Brooklyn and the place Brooklyn was at. How they were really like thrivin’ right now but he was you know, he was tryna pull people up with him. And he wasn’t even to where he was about to be, he just was tryin’ to, he was tryna get, I mean he was well on his way. It’s just tragic. 20 years old, rest in peace, God Bless Pop Smoke. Look, nigga we made it Nigga we made it, we made it Nigga we made it Thank God that I made it Nigga we made it, we made it Look mama, I made it I remember the days Same fit for a week straight I used to eat 50 cent cake Now it’s Phillippe’s It’s Phillippe’s for the steak And hella thots up in the wraith I can’t wife that thot Til that bitch get out my face We killed your big brother We killed your little brother Now it’s Phillippe’s It’s Phillippe’s for the steak And hella thots up in the wraith Said I hop in the Lam, skirt off I spent 50 up in Bergdorf I got shit you never heard of Buy it, I don’t care what it cost No, and I always keep a pole Rain, snow, I did a hundred on a pro If you droppin the Woo, we come where you live Glock 9, infrared Pull up and empty the clip Woo Dread had the strap all summer In the floss moving reckless Please do not play with me Nigga I keep a K with me Look, nigga we made it Nigga we made it, we made it Nigga we made it Thank God that I made it Nigga we made it, we made it Look mama, I made it Nigga we made it We come from the trenches nigga Trap, trap Same fit for a week straight Know what I’m saying, 50 cent cake Now we eating Phillipe’s steak Look, Tyler got the album of the year. For now But Pop about to drop. I see the platinum in the clouds Now Push about to drop, so real trappers stick around The crown is only for the king. They tryna place it on clowns I declare war, nickname he sell raw Different city, same ghetto, bring the Woos on tour Push start drop top 8 12 two door Baby Rover, Benz Coupe, bitch you better choose yours How can I not? Oo! How can I not? When a brick is 36, bitch how could I stop These Richard Milles are 1 of 1, shit how could I watch We Made It We Made It, whether you like it or not Look, nigga we made it Nigga we made it, we made it Nigga we made it Thank God that I made it Nigga we made it, we made it Look mama, I made it #PopSmoke #Faith