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I'm willin' to die for this shitAI done cried for this shit, might take a life for this shitPut the Bible down and go eye for an eye for this shitD.O.T. my enemy, won't catch a vibe for this shit, ayyI been stomped out in front of my mamaAMy daddy commissary made it to commasBitch, all my grandmas deadSo ain't nobody prayin' for me, I'm on your head, ayyThirty millions later, know the feds watchin'Auntie on my Telegram, like, "Be cautious!"I be hangin' out at Tam's, I be on StocktonI don't do it for the 'Gram, I do it for ComptonI'm willin' to die for this shit, niggaI'll take your fuckin' life for this shit, niggaWe ain't goin' back to broke, family sellin' dopeThat's why you mainey-ass rap niggas better know[Chorus]If I gotta slap a pussy-ass nigga, I'ma make it look sexyIf I gotta go hard on a bitch, I'ma make it look sexyI pull up, hop out, air out, made it look sexyThey won't take me out my elementNah, take me out my element[Verse 2]F(let ring)I'm allergic to a bitch nigga, ayyAn imaginary rich nigga, ayySeven figures, ho, that's slimmer than my bitch figure, ayyGoin' digital and physical on all y'all, ayyBunch of criminals and money in my phone calls, ayyWe okay, we let the flyRelocate, jump on the sameCheckin' for me heavy 'cause I go, yeah, I go, yeahThey never been ready—yeah, I know, yeah, know, yeah100K spread across the floor, 'cross the floor, yeahNone of y'all fuckin' with the flow, yeah, the flow, yeahYears in the makin', and don't y'all mistake itI got 'em by a landslide, we talkin' about racesYou know this'll never be a tie, just look at their lacesYou know careers take off, just gotta be patientMr. One through Five, that's the only logicFake my death, go to Cuba, that's the only option[Chorus][Bridge]Damned if I do, if I don't (yuhhh)Goddamn us all if you won't (yuhhh)Damn, damn, damn, it's a goddamn shameYou ain't frontline, get out the goddamn way[Verse 3]Niggas thought they wasn't gonna see me, huh?Niggas thought that K-Dot real lifeWas the same life they see on TV, huh?Niggas wanna flex on me and be in L.A. for free, huh?Next time they hit the 10 freeway, we need receipt, huh?'Cause most of y'all ain't realMost of y'all gon' squealMost of y'all just envy, but jealousy get you killedMost of y'all throw rocks and try to hide your handJust say his name and I promise that you'll see CandymanBecause it's all in your eyes, most of y'all tell liesMost of y'all don't fade, most of y'all been advisedLast LP I tried to lift the black artistsBut it's a difference between black artists and wack artists[Outro: Kendrick Lamar & Kid Capri][Chorus]
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