We Up

Album: Single release only (2013)
  • I'm around the bullshit like a matador
    I'm used to the bullshit, it don't matter, boy
    Corporate acquisitions, accumulations of wealth
    Build with the gods and double knowledge of self
    Entrepreneur visions, Moulin Rouge religion
    That pussy make a weak nigga break down
    So what you want, the cheese or the chicks'
    You want the chicks but you want the cheese
    A bitch gotta eat
    I'm havin' the epiphany you niggas ain't shit to me
    Worse than the scum in the slum I'm from
    I'm a southside nigga, yeah I'm 'bout mine
    You be that next nigga coroners come and outline
    You ain't made of what I'm made of
    You a bum nigga with a bum bitch
    Your shoes come from Vegas
    Counterfeit, fraudulent fakers
    What kind of rich nigga bitch look like that

    You all know when we pullin' off the lot
    Brake, hit the button, then we pullin' down the top
    Shine's on stuntin' and I'm pullin' out a knot
    Strapped with the glock, won't pull it out a lot
    But front, I'll make it pop
    Y'all don't do it how we do
    Niggas ain't on the shit we on
    Everything new
    Spikes on the Louis Vuittons
    We up, nigga!

    Visualize everything I needed and dream (uh-huh)
    Penalized every ho nigga that have a scheme (what else?)
    Guns in your video get you locked in a bing
    Yeah, I kill a nigga quick, no worries, my record clean
    Murder one become manslaughter as soon as they brought up
    Charity work, parking tickets and no charges
    Fuck nigga you fucked over your father when he gave you a dick
    Should have been a bitch in pajamas
    I made my first million fucking dollars
    Bought a Bible, oh yeah, God got me
    Made my second million dollars, bought a chopper and a binocular
    I'm scared, this shit don't happen to everybody
    I'm on Instagram looking at your favorite singer
    Debating on should I fuck her or jump on her single
    20 thou, she got a hell of a adlib
    I'm in her mouth like I knew I could have kids, K-Dot

    You all know when we pullin' off the lot
    Brake, hit the button, then we pullin' down the top
    Shine's on stuntin' and I'm pullin' out a knot
    Strapped with the glock, won't pull it out a lot
    But front, I'll make it pop
    Y'all don't do it how we do
    Niggas ain't on the shit we on
    Everything new
    Spikes on the Louis Vuittons
    We up, nigga!

    Good pussy for dinner, bomb kush for breakfast
    Deep-colored VS stones around my neck bitch
    It feels like a nigga dreamin'
    Seat back, music bumpin', niggas leanin'
    Bulls eye, that's what we came for
    The bread, now a nigga run the game boy
    I should've sent the broad to report what's in the yard
    Aloof livin', I came up so hard
    No pain, no gain, it's embedded in the brain
    I'm in it for the grip, motherfuck the fame

    You all know when we pullin' off the lot
    Brake, hit the button, then we pullin' down the top
    Shine's on stuntin' and I'm pullin' out a knot
    Strapped with the glock, won't pull it out a lot
    But front, I'll make it pop
    Y'all don't do it how we do
    Niggas ain't on the shit we on
    Everything new
    Spikes on the Louis Vuittons
    We up, nigga! Writer/s: KENDRICK LAMAR, JAMES DAVAUGHN IV LENNARD, CURTIS JACKSON, THOMAS BANGALTER, GUY-MANUEL DE HOMEM-CHRISTO
    Publisher: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
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