What money got to do it When I don't know the full definition of a rap I'm inside the ghetto and I ain't proud to admit it Institutionalized, I runnin' back for a visit up Get it I said I'm trapped the ghetto and I ain't proud to admit it Institutionalized, I could still kill me a nigga, so
If I was the I'd pay my rent Free my and them Bulletproof my Chevy Lay in the White House and get high, Who ever Master the chains off me
Life can be like a box of Quid pro quo, somethin' for somethin', that's the Oh shit, flow's so sick, you swallow it Bitin' my style, salmonella poison positive I can alleviate the rap industry politics Milk the game up, lactose intolerant The last remainder of real shit, you the obvious Me No, streets put me through colleges Be all you can be, true, but the is A only a dream if work don't follow it Remind me of the that used to know me, now follow this I'll you my hypothesis, I'm probably just way too loyal K Dizzle do it for you, my niggas think I'm a god Truthfully all of 'em spoiled, usually never charged But somethin' came you once I took you to the fuckin' BET Awards You at artists like the harvests So Rollies around you and you want all of them told me you thinkin' 'bout snatchin' jewelry I should've listened what my said to me
Shit change until you get up and wash your ass nigga Shit don't change 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 something, God bless the kid Took his homie to the and this is what they said
Fuck am I 'posed to do when I'm lookin' at walkin' The convicts talk 'bout matchin', money and whips The private jets and passports, presidential glass Gold bottles, gold models, up the ass for Instagram flicks, suck a dick, is this? 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 he in King of Diamonds? No livin' poor, meet my .44 When I see 'em, put the per diem on the Now Kendrick, know your co-workers But it's gon' a lot for this pistol go cold turkey Now I can his watch on the TV and be okay But see I'm on the clock once watch landin' in LA Remember steal from the and givin' it back to the poor? Well that's me at awards I my grandmama was warnin' a boy She
don't change until you get up and wash your ass nigga Shit don't change 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 West Side Compton, there stood a nigga He was 5 something, dazed and confused Talented but still under the neighborhood You can your boy out the hood but you can't take the hood out the homie Took his show money, it in the mozey wozey Hollywood's Fuck you, goodnight, thank you for your service