What money got to do it When I don't know the full definition of a rap I'm trapped inside the and I ain't proud to admit it Institutionalized, I keep back 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 Free my and them Bulletproof my doors Lay in the White House and get high, Who thought? Master the chains off me
can be like a box of chocolate Quid pro quo, somethin' for somethin', that's the Oh shit, so sick, don't you swallow it Bitin' my style, you're salmonella positive I can just the rap industry politics Milk the game up, lactose intolerant The last remainder of shit, you know the obvious Me scholarship? No, streets put me colleges Be all you can be, true, but the is A only a dream if work don't follow it Remind me of the homies used to know me, now follow this I'll tell you my hypothesis, I'm probably way too loyal K Dizzle would do it for you, my niggas I'm a god Truthfully all of 'em spoiled, usually never charged But somethin' came over you I took you to the fuckin' BET Awards You lookin' at artists like the So many Rollies around you and you want all of Somebody told me you thinkin' snatchin' jewelry I should've what my grandmama said to me
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 change until you get up and your ass nigga Oh now, down
And once upon a time in a so divine Called West Side Compton, there stood a little 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, presidential glass Gold bottles, models, sniffin' up the ass for Instagram flicks, a dick, fuck is this? One suck away from wavin' flashy wrist My defense mechanism me to get him, quickly because he got it It's the recession, why the fuck he in King of Diamonds? No more livin' poor, my .44 When I see 'em, put the per diem on the Now Kendrick, know they're co-workers But it's gon' take a lot for this pistol go cold Now I can watch his on the TV and be okay But see I'm on the clock once watch landin' in LA steal from the rich and givin' it back to the poor? Well that's me at awards I guess my was warnin' a boy She
Shit don't change until you get up and wash ass nigga Shit don't change until you get up and your ass don't change 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 little He was 5 foot something, and confused 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, it in the mozey wozey nervous Fuck you, goodnight, thank you much for your