Intro: Oh what up, ho Oh what up I said oh what up, ho Oh what up I said oh what up, ho Oh what up Well alright
Chorus: I'm goin' through something with life But pussy and patron will make you feel alright Pussy and patron make you feel alright Pussy and patron that's some great advice (2x)
Verse 1 (Kendrick Lamar): Welcome to my diary, stressin' got me gray hairs Something to inspire me, rather than society's Woes, let me go, let me shine a lil' bit love I want diamonds too, Ronnie on Player's Club I used to have a 9 to 5, fresh out of school that was 05 That bitch was racist, got me fired They rushed us then, I had no job Pushin' in my mama van, stop for gas on Rose Cranz Trust me these niggas rushed me for something my cousin probably did Guilty by association story of my life, NIGGA! You gon make me flip and split yo shit just give me life, NIGGA! Pain since my grandma's death, uncle killed at Louie's Burgers Hold my tears I tried my best Let it go trash my pullover Cycles of a starving artist tryna go beyond the margin margin Maintainin' my modest modest as I dream So while I go through all this all this bullshit what you call it Life itself I know it helps let me scroll through my Blackberry
Chorus: I'm goin' through something with life But pussy and patron will make you feel alright Pussy and patron make you feel alright Pussy and patron that's some great advice (2x)
Verse 2 (Kendrick Lamar): I said keep reading my diary, when my life's entirely Surrounded by the irony of livin' in the city I said they wouldn't hire me I said I got my ass beat And the only thing can help is ass and some titties So whassup baby? I said whassup? I had a long day and I really wanna fuck See I ain't tryna think about no phone bills, credit card late fees Capital One poppin' up on my caller ID Corner my chain in the shop Watchin' for hollow tip shots Watchin' my vehicle break down on another man's block Man that's my worst fear Ain't that your worst fear? You know when your transmission go out and can't switch gears Or run through a pothole at 2 in the morning Scared to hit your emergencies cuz them they'll be on it See I know, when the harsh reality take it's toll open up your contacts then scroll
Chorus: I'm goin' through something with life But pussy and patron will make you feel alright Pussy and patron make you feel alright Pussy and patron that's some great advice (2x)
Verse 3 (Ab-Soul): Welcome to my diary Hmmm where should I begin? Finna get a swisher and, fill it with that leaves the ground Crackas watch my every step Better yet they work my every nerve Cuttin' me this worthless check The concept is so absurd Like a church in debt, a turtle in a turtle neck Convertibles with turbo jets Fueled by 7-Up and prometh I feel like deaths around the corner like the quickest wide receiver So I took another shot Tequila hit me like a nina (BLAOW!) My sky's gray My bitches brighter always sayin' "LIGHTS PLEASE!" J. Cole's her ghost writer And I'm the God MC Join my diocese Free ya mind, don't mind SO-ciety And finally, everyone got their own, problems Everything is subject to change like broken dollars Ima, drown in my drink and swim in my woman's vagina like a piranha fin it gets harder than Rihanna when..
Chorus: I'm goin' through something with life But pussy and patron will make you feel alright Pussy and patron make you feel alright Pussy and patron that's some great advice (2x)