Kendrick lyrics

I'm Lucy, I loosely heard prayers on your first album, truly
Lucy don't mind, 'cause at the end of the day you'll pursue me

Give me a run for my money
There is nobody, no one to outrun me
So give me a run for my money
Sippin' bubbly, feelin' lovely, livin' lovely
Just love me

I've been goin' through somethin'
One-thousand eight-hundred and fifty-five days
I've been goin' through somethin'
Be afraid

Quid pro quo, somethin' for somethin', that's the obvious

Where was your presence? Where was your support that you pretend?
You ain't no brother, you ain’t no disciple, you ain't no friend

Momma said, That boy is exhausted, he said, Go fuck yourself

Barefoot babies with no care
Teenage gun toters that don't play fair, should I get out the car?
I don't see Compton, I see something much worse
The land of the landmines, the hell that's on earth

Who keep 'em honest like us?
Who in alignment like us?
Who gotta heal 'em all? Us (Us)
When there's no one to call us (Us)

He said, My son, temptation is one thing that I've defeated
Listen to me, I want a single bill from you
Nothin' less, nothin' more
I told him I ain't have it and closed my door

If I'm tried in a court of law, if the industry cut me off
If the government want me dead, plant cocaine in my car
Would you judge me a drug-head or see me as K. Lamar?
Or question my character and degrade me on every blog?

Huh, facts

Don't nothing go better with ignorance but the belligerent kids that we living with Some of them masculine, some of them feminine

Switch sides, nigga be fresh out
Suicide doors, I suicide, suicide
Lambo body, who gon' stop me?
Baby Keem is too wild

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Droke

— Nah, you playin'

— Pussy nigga, best watch your mouth
— Pussy and mouth is all you got
— Lay this pussy back on the couch
— Doggystyle, then you get on top
— Fuck me, nigga (I'ma fuck you, bitch)
Nah, fuck me, nigga, fuck me (I'ma fuck you, bitch)
Nah, fuck you, fuck me (You playin', man)
Fuck me

Dave got him a Porsche, so I got me a Porsche
Paid lottery for it, I ain't want it in portions

Kenny

I wait in front a nigga's spot and watch him hit his block
I catch a nigga leavin' service if that's all I got

And they like to wonder where I've been
Protecting my soul in the valley of silence

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Teto says endo systems are real systems

Pull up on your block, then break it down, we playin' Tetris

About the only girl cared about you when you asked her
And how she fuckin' on a famous rapper

So when you play this song, rewind the first verse
About me abusin' my power so you can hurt
About me and her in the shower whenever she horny
About me and her in the after hours of the morning
About her baby daddy currently servin' life
And how she think about you until we meet up at night

HYEAH, HYEAH, HYEAH, HYEAH

Hop out suicide doors, it's the Hitta, man
You don't wanna see them doors slidin' on the Caravan

Bitches actin' like some niggas, niggas actin' like some hoes

Take the drums out

I feel like a chip on my shoulders

I can dig rappin', but a rapper with a ghostwriter?
What the fuck happened? (Oh no!)
I swore I wouldn't tell, but most of y'all sharing bars
Like you got the bottom bunk in a two-man cell (A two-man cell)