The Spiteful Chant (Feat. Schoolboy Q) (Produced By Digiphonics)
Hook] I know a lot of people that smile in my face But talk behind my back every time I'm gone So when they call my number, I don't never pick up I don't owe you shit, bitch, leave me alone I'm going big, suck my dick I'm going big, suck my dick I'm going big, suck my dick I'm going big, suck my dick Too many niggas, not enough hoes And some of you niggas, acting like hoes Stay to myself like loners do Get high by myself, I'm not in the mood To politic or be fake with you We apologize if you ever knew Too many niggas, and not enough hoes And most of you niggas, acting like hoes
[Verse 1 - Kendrick Lamar] Everything I do is alumni I'mma take my time, I'mma master it You should be mindful of a mastermind Put a landmine right where your momma live Now blow up, blow up, hold up I've seen your kind before See me as a dollar sign Till I resign or you report That I done you wrong, and I mean to know My homie never Nigga right now, it's now or never Nigga right now, I'm high as ever But however...
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[Verse 2 - Kendrick Lamar] Everybody heard that I fuck with Dre And they wanna tell me, I made it Nigga I ain't made shit If he gave me a handout I'mma take his wrist and break it Nigga, I'm faded off of that Nuvo Chilling with two hoes in here And they tie my laces, living the Matrix As them pills disappear Me and my niggas just acting bad HiiiPower conglomerate Living that life and counting this cash Old friends I no longer have
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[Verse 3 - Schoolboy Q (Kendrick Lamar)] I remember when I came out and shit Man it's been so long since they see my dick Probably been five months since I seen my seed God dammit K. Dot when it comes to this When I was sleeping on couches Nigga couldn't get a call, just a Glock for my vouch Nigga I was motherfucking outchea With the flashing lights had me stuck like reindeer When I should have been making bangers I was somewhere stuck with a flame here Motherfucker see how far that I came here Went broke and I came up in the same year Can I get a hell yea? Drop my tear, hold my joy, show my pride (Music saved my fucking life I'm doing right And you left behind Feel my pain, now I'm styling Hermes shit, I spent a thousand Different homes, different islands) Dropped my mixtape and it sold like an album Reason why I’m...