Kendrick Lamar - Westside, Right On Time lyrics

[Intro: The Sylvers & Kendrick Lamar] Pillars of joy Can be far out Through the thought of you I'll be troubled and bustled and scorned for your love Canei Fitch on the beat Turn the headphones up, Ali Here we go! [Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar] I woke up this morning with my dick on hard Didn't know why 'til I said f** all y'all Or f** this world, or I'mma f** that girl Good Kid, m.A.A.d city watch my day unfurl I put my life in these sentences f**ing right it's either that or life sentences I'm relatives with Benjamin I used to give a f** about my luck when I was innocent Now what the f** is up I'm at your neck like a pendleton n***a I need that b**h I need that 24 acres & a mule best believe that They say he got smoked like where the weed at And everything you hope b**h n***a we that Pockets on Kelly Price back when it was '95 Buy a strap and then we co*k it back when it's uncircumcised Write a rap on how we just react when shotty hit the spine Give you dap and then we slide through your hood 3 dozen times So what's good I'm looking for a pedicure Pink p**y that pop, preferably the kind that don't stink Uhh, Bomb a** head uhh 'til she can't blink And her eyes get watery you gotta pardon me [Hook: Kendrick Lamar] I'm so damn turnt, wheelin' in a two door with two hoes that follow me And you know Westside, right on time, tell 'em hoes kudos Eastside, right on time, they don't f** with you though When my hood, getting to the money, the pedal never broke Came a long way from the ghetto dawg but Westside, right on time, only thing fosho Eastside, right on time, gunnin' through your door uhh [Verse 2: Young Jeezy] I woke up this morning like f** the world Been hustlin' since I was 12, man I've been through hell Now these motherf**ers is tryna' tell me I don't care Trying to tell y'all muthaf**as look y'all wasn't there Turn posted up on the block, waiting for mail For my n***as posted up in the county, praying for bail Could have cost your boy everything, man it wasn't cheap Coming for a n***a just don't sleep, sh** for the weak Got on my Malcolm X frames, now I count the check mane Cuz every time I speak you hear my Malcolm X pain Now them doors go up on that Lamb, they like judo Don't you like your b**hes with an a**, I like you ho First them b**hes see me, I'm gone, I'm like pluto Plus I keep them choppers that sing, they Mars Bruno Brown bag full of cash baby, MCM When they ask me my name I tell 'em MC him, straight up [Hook] [Bridge: Kendrick Lamar] All praise go to the most high All fades turn into a drive-by Part ways from the streets, after f**ing with police guaranteed Last n***a that did that died -- don't you, don't you, don't you Wanna live where the AK, go for only 8k Minus 6 racks, minus one on top of that Melee, stomp him out then drug him out like a date rape Daytonas bending every corner while they say [Hook] [Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar] All I ever wanted was a dollar bill and hundreds And my teacher as my woman, when she smiled I stick my tongue in Plus some cartoons and some cereal, Snoop Doggy on my stereo Some British Knights or LA Gears with glowing lights or Perry Ellis jacket I would love a swapmeet full of Chevrolets in candy paint That's wet with Tammy on the bumper, can I hump her? Poppa tell me yes A DPGC concert and a DJ Quik song on ca**ette Twenty years later, "Hi hater, I'm the f**ing best" [Hook]