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[Verse 1: ScHoolBoy Q] |
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What it's like for a ******* like me |
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Livin' out his backpack every night needed a new place to sleep |
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But this is now, *******! |
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Ones for the money, two for the ******* |
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Three to get ready cause I feel I finally did it |
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Four's for the jealous rapper mad because he finished |
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Turn that mother******* to a critic |
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Man, I got so much ************t up on my plate dawg |
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I was hangin' on them corners late |
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Pockets wasn't straight, ************ |
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I ain't gon' make it at this rate, dawg |
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Know what I'm sayin'? |
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******* prayin' up to God just hopin' that he hear a ******* |
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I know the world got more problems and it's much bigger |
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But I figured, I'd get some ************t up off my chest |
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To all my *******s I would die for |
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Load my pistol up, go out and war for |
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To all my *******s that'll never make it out the streets |
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******* it, keep goin' hard, don't let 'em see you weak |
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To all my *******s first time steppin' in the pen |
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Read a book and exercise, keep your spirit in |
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To all my *******s that's gon' ******* around and die today |
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Take our hats off, bow our heads and let us pray |
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Just wanna say |
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[Hook: ScHoolBoy Q] |
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Stay blessed my *******, blessed my ******* |
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Really think about it, could be worse my ******* |
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Don't stress my *******, yes my ******* |
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We all blessed my ******* |
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[Verse 2: ScHoolBoy Q] |
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Now how the ******* I'm 'posed to say this? |
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You see, my ******* just lost his son while I'm here huggin' on my daughter |
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I grip her harder |
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Kiss her on the head as I cry for a bit |
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Thinkin' of some bull************t to tell him, like |
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"It'll be okay. You'll be straight, it'll be aight." |
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Well, ******* that ************t, whatever you need, yo, I got it! |
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Whether it's money or some ****** or puttin' in work, ******* it, then I'm ridin'! |
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You know wassup, but now a ******* couldn't stick around |
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Told myself that after y'all moved that I'd be a ******' fool |
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To be livin' by the street rules |
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******* police tattoos, that happens when you ditch school |
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But anyway, keep the faith, stay strong brah |
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Remain' solid brah |
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Keep playin' ball cause it's the only way up out it, brah |
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A ******* proud of ya' |
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Tell Floyd to enjoy his newborn seed, I'll have whatever he needs |
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We the last of a dyin' breed, live life, smoke trees |
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See how far we've come, but most, I'm sorry for your son |
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[Hook] |
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[Bridge: Ab-Soul] |
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And you ain't gotta shed no tear |
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I'll be everywhere |
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And I'mma always be right here |
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I ain't forgot those years |
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I'll be everwhere |
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But I'mma always be right here |
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[Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar] |
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Livin' in a premature place - wait |
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Never grow to see the pearly gates - break |
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Every time a bullet detonate - dates |
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Of obituary carry crates of a scary picture |
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With a family member that relate to ya |
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In December you was finna pin another case |
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On your record in a stolen Expedition, play it safe |
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As the record spinnin' you was hearin' angels entertain |
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Every pun intended, that was wicked, comin' from your brain |
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Recognize you listened and you didn't hit the block again |
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That's because the minute after you had knew you would be slain |
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Open up another chapter in the book and read 'gain |
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Story of a gun-clapper really tryna make a change |
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Everybody ain't (blessed my *******) |
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Yes, my *******, you're blessed |
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Take advantage, do your best, my ******* |
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Don't stress, you was granted everything inside this planet |
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Anything you imagine, you possess, my ******* |
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You reject these *******s, that neglect, your respect |
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For the progress of a baby step, my ******* |
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Step, step my ******* |
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One, two, skip, skip |
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Back, back, look both ways |
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Pull it off the hip |
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Blast at anybody say that you can't flip |
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This crack into rap music every other zip is a track |
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Get used to it, get it off quick |
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Come back, give back to the city you've built |
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That's that, don't trip, see money, ******* *******s, dawg |
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It ain't nothin' but a bunch of ******* *******s dawg |
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In a minute everybody gon' be winnin' |
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Put a little faith in it then recognize that we all |
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[Hook] |