What money got to do it When I don't know the full of a rap image? I'm inside the ghetto and I ain't proud to admit it Institutionalized, I keep runnin' for a visit up Get it I said I'm trapped inside the ghetto and I proud to admit it Institutionalized, I could still me a nigga, so what?
If I was the I'd pay my rent my homies and them Bulletproof my Chevy Lay in the White and get high, Lord Who ever Master the chains off me
can be like a box of chocolate Quid pro quo, somethin' for somethin', that's the Oh shit, flow's so sick, you swallow it Bitin' my style, you're salmonella positive I can just alleviate the rap politics Milk the game up, never intolerant The last remainder of shit, you know the obvious Me scholarship? No, put me through colleges Be all you can be, true, but the is A dream's only a dream if work don't it Remind me of the that used to know me, now follow this I'll tell you my hypothesis, I'm probably just way too K would do it for you, my niggas think I'm a god Truthfully all of 'em spoiled, usually never charged But somethin' came over you once I you to the fuckin' BET Awards You at artists like the harvests So many Rollies around you and you want all of Somebody me you thinkin' 'bout snatchin' jewelry I should've listened what my said to me
Shit don't change until you get up and wash your ass Shit change until you get up and wash your ass Shit don't until you get up and wash your ass nigga Oh now, down
And once upon a time in a so divine West Side Compton, there stood a little nigga He was 5 something, God bless the kid Took his homie to the show and is what they said
am I 'posed to do when I'm lookin' at walkin' licks? The convicts talk matchin', money and foreign whips The private jets and passports, glass floor Gold bottles, gold models, up the ass for Instagram flicks, suck a dick, fuck is One suck away from wavin' flashy wrist My mechanism tell me to get him, quickly because he got it It's the recession, then why the fuck he in King of No more poor, meet my .44 When I see 'em, put the per diem on the Now Kendrick, know they're your But it's gon' take a lot for this go cold turkey Now I can watch his watch on the TV and be But see I'm on the clock once that watch in LA Remember steal from the and givin' it back to the poor? Well me at these awards I guess my grandmama was a boy She
Shit don't change you get up and wash your ass nigga Shit change until you get up and wash your ass Shit change until you get up and wash your ass nigga Oh now, slow
And once upon a time in a so divine Called West Side Compton, stood a little nigga He was 5 foot something, dazed and Talented but still the neighborhood ruse You can take your boy out the hood but you can't take the hood out the Took his show money, stashed it in the wozey Hollywood's Fuck you, goodnight, thank you much for service