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