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Uh, me and my niggas tryna get it, ya bish (ya bish, ya bish) Hit the house lick, tell me, is you wit' it, ya bish? (Ya bish, ya bish) Home invasion was persuasive (was persuasive, was persuasive) From nine to five I know it's vacant, ya bish (ya bish, ya bish) Dreams of livin' life like rappers do (like rappers do, like rappers do) Back when condom wrappers wasn't cool (they wasn't cool, they wasn't cool) I fucked Sherane and went to tell my bros (tell my bros, tell my bros) Then Usher Raymond "Let It Burn" came on ("Let Burn" came on, "Let Burn" came on) Hot sauce all in our Top Ramen, ya bish (ya bish, ya bish) Park the car, then we start rhymin', ya bish (ya bish, ya bish) The only thing we had to free our mind (free our mind, free our mind) Then freeze that verse when we see dollar signs (see dollar signs, see dollar signs) You lookin' like an easy come-up, ya bish (ya bish, ya bish) A silver spoon, I know you come from, ya bish (ya bish, ya bish) And that's a lifestyle that we never knew (we never knew, we never knew) Go at a reverend for the revenue It go Halle Berry or hallelujah Pick your poison, tell me what you doin' Everybody gon' respect the shooter But the one in front of the gun lives forever (the one in front of the gun, forever) And I been hustlin' all-day, this-a-way, that-a-way Through canals and alleyways, just to say Money trees is the perfect place for shade, and that's jus' how I feel Nah, nah, a dollar might just fuck your main bitch That's jus' how I feel, nah A dollar might say fuck them niggas that you came with That's jus' how I feel, nah, nah A dollar might just make that lane switch That's jus' how I feel, nah A dollar might turn to a million and we all rich That's jus' how I feel Dreams of livin' life like rappers do (like rappers do, like rappers do) Bump that new E-40 after school (way after school, way after school) You know, "Big Ballin' With My Homies" (my homies) Earl Stevens had us thinkin' rational (thinkin' rational, that's rational) Back to reality, we poor, ya bish (ya bish, ya bish) Another casualty at war, ya bish (ya bish, ya bish) Two bullets in my Uncle Tony head (my Tony head, my Tony head) He said one day I'll be on tour, ya bish (ya bish, ya bish) That Louis Burgers never be the same (won't be the same, won't be the same) A Louis belt that never ease that pain (won't ease that pain, won't ease that pain) But I'ma purchase when that day is jerkin' (that day is jerkin', day is jerkin') Pull off at Church's, with Pirellis skirtin' (Pirellis skirtin', Pirellis skirtin') Gang signs out the window, ya bish (ya bish, ya bish) Hopin' all of 'em offend you, ya bish (ya bish, ya bish) They say yo' hood is a pot o' gold (a pot o' gold, a pot o' gold) And we gon' crash it when nobody's home It go Halle Berry or hallelujah Pick your poison, tell me what you doin' Everybody gon' respect the shooter But the one in front of the gun lives forever (the one in front of the gun, forever) And I been hustlin' all-day, this-a-way, that-a-way Through canals and alleyways, just to say Money trees is the perfect place for shade, and that's jus' how I feel Nah, nah, a dollar might just fuck your main bitch That's jus' how I feel, nah A dollar might say fuck them niggas that you came with That's jus' how I feel, nah, nah A dollar might just make that lane switch That's jus' how I feel, nah A dollar might turn to a million and we all rich That's jus' how I feel Be the last one out to get this dough? No way Love one of you bucket headed hoes? No way Hit the streets, then we break the code? No way Hit the brakes when they on patrol? No way Be the last one out to get this dough? No way Love one of you bucket headed hoes? No way Hit the streets, then we break the code? No way Hit the brakes when they on patrol? No way 'Magine Rock up in 'em projects where 'em niggas pick your pockets Santa Claus don't miss 'em stockings, liquors spillin', pistols poppin' Bakin' soda YOLA whippin', ain't no turkey on Thanksgivin' My homeboy just dome'd a nigga, I just hope the Lord forgive him Pots with cocaine residue, every day I'm hustlin' What else is a thug to do when you eatin' cheese from the government? Gotta provide for my daughter 'nem get the fuck-up out my way, bitch Got that drum and I got them bands just like a parade, bitch Drop that work up in the bushes, hope them boys don't see my stash If they do, tell the truth, this the last time you might see my ass From the gardens where the grass ain't cut, them serpents lurkin', Blood Bitches sellin' pussy, niggas sellin' drugs, but it's all good Broken promises, steal your watch and tell you what time it is Take your J's and tell you to kick it where a Foot Locker is In the streets with a heater under my Dungarees Dreams of me gettin' shaded under a money tree It go Halle Berry or hallelujah Pick your poison, tell me what you doin' Everybody gon' respect the shooter But the one in front of the gun lives forever (the one in front of the gun, forever) And I been hustlin' all-day, this-a-way, that-a-way Through canals and alleyways, just to say Money trees is the perfect place for shade, and that's jus' how I feel Kendrick, just bring my car back, man, I-I called in for another appointment I figured you weren't gonna be back here on time anyway Look, shit-shit, I just wanna get out the house, man This man is on one, he feelin' good as a motherfucker Shit, I'm tryna get my thing goin', too, I'm goin' to Merlin' house Just bring my car back, shit, he faded, he feelin' good, look, listen to him (body, I want your body) 'Cause you got a big ol' fat ass Girl, girl, I want your body, I want your body, 'cause of that big ol' fat ass (Girl) see, he high as hell, shit, and he ain't even trippin' off them dominoes no more Just bring the car back, did somebody say dominoes?

Who’s here after Kendrick cooked drake 👇

Play it at 1.25x for OG speed (Correct me if I’m wrong)

Uh, me and my niggas tryna get it, ya bish (ya bish, ya bish) Hit the house lick, tell me, is you wit' it, ya bish? (Ya bish, ya bish) Home invasion was persuasive (was persuasive, was persuasive) From nine to five I know it's vacant, ya bish (ya bish, ya bish) Dreams of livin' life like rappers do (like rappers do, like rappers do) Back when condom wrappers wasn't cool (they wasn't cool, they wasn't cool) I fucked Sherane and went to tell my bros (tell my bros, tell my bros) Then Usher Raymond "Let It Burn" came on ("Let Burn" came on, "Let Burn" came on) Hot sauce all in our Top Ramen, ya bish (ya bish, ya bish) Park the car, then we start rhymin', ya bish (ya bish, ya bish) The only thing we had to free our mind (free our mind, free our mind) Then freeze that verse when we see dollar signs (see dollar signs, see dollar signs) You lookin' like an easy come-up, ya bish (ya bish, ya bish) A silver spoon, I know you come from, ya bish (ya bish, ya bish) And that's a lifestyle that we never knew (we never knew, we never knew) Go at a reverend for the revenue It go Halle Berry or hallelujah Pick your poison, tell me what you doin' Everybody gon' respect the shooter But the one in front of the gun lives forever (the one in front of the gun, forever) And I been hustlin' all-day, this-a-way, that-a-way Through canals and alleyways, just to say Money trees is the perfect place for shade, and that's jus' how I feel Nah, nah, a dollar might just fuck your main bitch That's jus' how I feel, nah A dollar might say fuck them niggas that you came with That's jus' how I feel, nah, nah A dollar might just make that lane switch That's jus' how I feel, nah A dollar might turn to a million and we all rich That's jus' how I feel Dreams of livin' life like rappers do (like rappers do, like rappers do) Bump that new E-40 after school (way after school, way after school) You know, "Big Ballin' With My Homies" (my homies) Earl Stevens had us thinkin' rational (thinkin' rational, that's rational) Back to reality, we poor, ya bish (ya bish, ya bish) Another casualty at war, ya bish (ya bish, ya bish) Two bullets in my Uncle Tony head (my Tony head, my Tony head) He said one day I'll be on tour, ya bish (ya bish, ya bish) That Louis Burgers never be the same (won't be the same, won't be the same) A Louis belt that never ease that pain (won't ease that pain, won't ease that pain) But I'ma purchase when that day is jerkin' (that day is jerkin', day is jerkin') Pull off at Church's, with Pirellis skirtin' (Pirellis skirtin', Pirellis skirtin') Gang signs out the window, ya bish (ya bish, ya bish) Hopin' all of 'em offend you, ya bish (ya bish, ya bish) They say yo' hood is a pot o' gold (a pot o' gold, a pot o' gold) And we gon' crash it when nobody's home It go Halle Berry or hallelujah Pick your poison, tell me what you doin' Everybody gon' respect the shooter But the one in front of the gun lives forever (the one in front of the gun, forever) And I been hustlin' all-day, this-a-way, that-a-way Through canals and alleyways, just to say Money trees is the perfect place for shade, and that's jus' how I feel Nah, nah, a dollar might just fuck your main bitch That's jus' how I feel, nah A dollar might say fuck them niggas that you came with That's jus' how I feel, nah, nah A dollar might just make that lane switch That's jus' how I feel, nah A dollar might turn to a million and we all rich That's jus' how I feel Be the last one out to get this dough? No way Love one of you bucket headed hoes? No way Hit the streets, then we break the code? No way Hit the brakes when they on patrol? No way Be the last one out to get this dough? No way Love one of you bucket headed hoes? No way Hit the streets, then we break the code? No way Hit the brakes when they on patrol? No way 'Magine Rock up in 'em projects where 'em niggas pick your pockets Santa Claus don't miss 'em stockings, liquors spillin', pistols poppin' Bakin' soda YOLA whippin', ain't no turkey on Thanksgivin' My homeboy just dome'd a nigga, I just hope the Lord forgive him Pots with cocaine residue, every day I'm hustlin' What else is a thug to do when you eatin' cheese from the government? Gotta provide for my daughter 'nem get the fuck-up out my way, bitch Got that drum and I got them bands just like a parade, bitch Drop that work up in the bushes, hope them boys don't see my stash If they do, tell the truth, this the last time you might see my ass From the gardens where the grass ain't cut, them serpents lurkin', Blood Bitches sellin' pussy, niggas sellin' drugs, but it's all good Broken promises, steal your watch and tell you what time it is Take your J's and tell you to kick it where a Foot Locker is In the streets with a heater under my Dungarees Dreams of me gettin' shaded under a money tree It go Halle Berry or hallelujah Pick your poison, tell me what you doin' Everybody gon' respect the shooter But the one in front of the gun lives forever (the one in front of the gun, forever) And I been hustlin' all-day, this-a-way, that-a-way Through canals and alleyways, just to say Money trees is the perfect place for shade, and that's jus' how I feel Kendrick, just bring my car back, man, I-I called in for another appointment I figured you weren't gonna be back here on time anyway Look, shit-shit, I just wanna get out the house, man This man is on one, he feelin' good as a motherfucker Shit, I'm tryna get my thing goin', too, I'm goin' to Merlin' house Just bring my car back, shit, he faded, he feelin' good, look, listen to him (body, I want your body) 'Cause you got a big ol' fat ass Girl, girl, I want your body, I want your body, 'cause of that big ol' fat ass (Girl) see, he high as hell, shit, and he ain't even trippin' off them dominoes no more Just bring the car back, did somebody say dominoes?

It yook me 2 years to realize i listened to Kendrick Lamar my whole childhood

Swear it’s just like a dollar might 10 times till it dose the cool one

Got me felling like the honored one

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Yesssss

this is everything

Why does the beat sound like the beat from Lik Peep’s song, “Downtown”

1:35 the greatness is bestowed upon us

my childhood always gone luv this song

Pssst.. I see dead people

This shi fire asf bro,this shi underrated

Great job 👍

why are most good trendy songs made by kendrick

Fire as hell

I hope everyone finds that special someone in life. It’s rare nowadays

3:03 I felt that in my soul

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0:24

this is fire bro I got goosebumps the first time I listened to this its been a day and I've probably listened to this 10 times :)

1.7 I Have th TOUCH❤

Holy shit

~🦾🥇🥇⚡🏆🏆💫🏆⚡🦾

That dj jockey got the perfect timing on the beat bruh🌿

And not wake up in the morning 😢❤

2:45 the best 😎

Aveces siento que no puedo que van a morir las ganas, pero me acuerdo de ese niño soñador con tos sus panas.

Wtf bro delete this 😂

HE'S BACK 🔥🔥🔥

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Been listening to it from past 1 year...shit's underrated

Sempre venha aqui! Salve Brazil 🇧🇷

En ese tiempo estaba en los mejores momentos de mi vida con mis mejores amigos jugando videojuegos, en esos días abrí RUclips y me salió el anuncio de este beat tenía minutos de haber salido y ahora míralo ya más de dos años, gracias bro por este beat me dieron ganas de llorar por la nostalgia, ya que cuando salió mientras jugaba lo escuchaba de fondo y aparte ya no me queda nadie con los que jugaba y el juego ya no es lo mismo, Gracias bro por este recuerdo tan hermoso.

This remix is underrated

this deserves sm more hype

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Flow on point👌

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dawg i been seein you all over the place lately

not the best song but you definitely have potential man

potential fr

sounding like young kendrick my boy

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Vueltas y vueltas que pasará si sigo dando vueltas, veo muchos puntos es mí imaginación o se hacen más grandes, sigo pensando en dar vueltas hasta llegar a lo que más anheló, creo que puedo pero me limito a solo dar vueltas es más fácil caminar en círculos que en línea recta, por qué ya sabes lo que te espera, quiero llegar ya solo llegar o sentir que ya está cerca, mí lugar

This is perfection ⚡️💯

So Mellow!!. Dune717

This song is awesome ❤️🔥