1] Two in the bucket I cry with you But I could never lie you I could never not to afford I could never put my plans to the side you I could see a red light Like a deer the headlight I freeze up I re-up See I had patience And relating the moment to complete us Why you to work for it? Went to for it See a to five was so jive turkey But when Thanksgiving came, didn't hurt me You plead the I the fifth amendment We both criminals bad intentions They say time all But if I could My success, by tomorrow
But why you so around with them blue faces They say I'm on my luck And it's I gotta have faces I hit the today and tell them color me bad faces Get that new money, and breaking me down
2] My home girl got a card scam She got a scholarship to but she don't give a damn Intuition got a woman wishin' She sayin' this on the phone the noodles in the pan I know you, woman, I console you, You feel the universe owes you, woman Oh the anticipation, you could make it Women don't prosper education But talented, and can't handle it And your homegirls be your manager 365 four, plus more Can't get it right, me, do you got the stamina? But ain't no money fast money Even I'm considered a crash dummy A rapper chasing stardom, how can I forward? My better than all them
But why I'm so Walking around them blue faces They say I'm down on my And it's I gotta have Blue I hit the bank and tell them color me bad Blue Get new money, and it's breaking me down
I love god, I love speed, I love drank, I me I oceans in the deep I women, I love me I God But I'm of god speed
3] Wrote song like I never went home and made it You know the poverty stricken the broke boy and baby Somebody say Kendrick American sho' is crazy And I "why?" he looked me in the eye He said you messed up You breaking my luck You wishing for through shit, you're crying hysterical Settle for everything, about everything Say your soul crack, my amphetamines You projects ain't it, I in the hood You to keep warm I'm to pay rent I paid my way to Allah You played your way through with Wi-Fi Go fuck yourself, you to strangers Same thing go for the you came with We all came on the looking for hope And all you can say is that looking for dope days ain't no compromise Your pain ain't half the time A new excuse ain't nothing to me See I made my moves, with shackled
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Level two, two No I'm not You ain't tell me that I'm the one I could put a on life support Guarantee something that none of you Then hold me down and they yell something Rent is twenty five hundred a month What if I empty my out and stunt? What if I my bank out and stunt? You ain't tell me that I'm the one You gotta tell me that I'm the one You ain't gotta tell me I'm the one You ain't tell me that I'm the one You ain't got, you got You got, you ain't You gotta tell me that I'm the one Yes I'm the one