Lyrics:
Everybody, everybody
Everybody
Everybody sit your bitch ass down and
Listen to this true mothafuckin' story told by Kendrick Lamar on Rosecrans,
mistakes
Beema gyai na 3y3 too late
Am still breathing by his grace
In ma feelings
Depression got me smoking loud
I know my mum is not proud
Wat can I
All my bitches up to date these hoes is obsolete
They was comin by da twos now they coming by da three
I got some of da baddest bitches pulling up in
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
the corner.
Close to the end, down by a river.
Seasons will pass you by.
I get up, I get down.
III. I Get Up, I Get Down
Anderson/Howe
In her white lace
You
Not 2 it's 3
You, me and G O D
Shooting my shot like C O D
Got my head spinning like a DVD
Silver lining like from a silver screen
Way too hot like I
you down just to prove it
Three layers deep, still keep my dreams lucid
Third eye blind till I ate a few shroomies
Then by the third time I was trippin
like I'm UGK
Asshole by nature like my name was Trae
And I don't gang-bang, I patrol the game
And what I'm representing here is putting holes in
he sell techs, and he sell D"
The balla by the bar saying
"Everybody drink, the best champagne
It's all on me"
Snitch in the back of the police car
back down
All the ones that used to hate me
How does karma sound?
All these rappers think they're hot
I'll have to calm them down like
1 gone, 2 gone, 3
funny accents
And was willing to
Make herself beautiful, then
Grotesque, then absurd, then
Back again and here she is now, demure
By comparison, just
knocked down doors for y'all that was locked once
I know they might never get me, I still put on for the city like the Lions first round picked me
I ain't
Who's at the door now?
Who's at the door now?
Sun goes down, windows wide
One step closer to the other side
I can feel what others do
Can't
don't I know the sound of that voice
Yeah baby hold me down
Some days, I'm in the crowd all by myself
Bunch of niggas around I'm still by myself
These
the corner.
Close to the end, down by a river.
Seasons will pass you by.
I get up, I get down.
III. I Get Up, I Get Down
Anderson/Howe
In her white lace
You
on the court, on point like CP3
Now it feel like its me v me, let em envy me
Up me a G19 with a switch and a beam
If I let it click then its no time to scream
I
God sent wit not a cent to my name that's nonsense... here wit a knot full of wit hoping for cents in a knot... hope that don't tie your sense in
same color as butter
When I ride by, niggaz be like damn I can't believe it's butter
Believe me dog I ain't never gotta spit
Iced-out grill that says
wood with wheel on
With a flyin' bitch some old gangsta shit
Flat screen DVD's smoking stank and shit
Ain't dat shit Sunday bull tank and shit
Top down
"Hey punk, you forgot your chair!"
And by the look in his eyes, I knew that this was the end.
Then he body slammed me two or three times
And he put
me out here in the cold
Ooh turn the porch light on
At least open the doggy-door
Throw a friend a juicy bone
Baby please give me a little hope, all I
[PC Speaker]
Fuck the M-P-double-A comin' straight out the underground
A young pirate got it bad cause I'm down,
Loadin' DVDs like a motherfuckin'
pictures
Listen to me, I see your career goin' sky high
Takin' you home to the crib in the Chi
And every time I see your thighs, I cry when I drive by
Yeah Yeah Yeah
Baby let me lay ya down
On the carpet when I come round
Get rug burns when I tear ya down
On the ground all I want to hear is that
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