Kendrick Lamar - We Up lyrics

I'm around the bullsh** like a matador I'm used to the bullsh**, 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 p**y make a weak n***a break down So what you want, the cheese or the chicks' You want the chicks but you want the cheese A b**h gotta eat I'm havin' the epiphany you n***as ain't sh** to me Worse than the scum in the slum I'm from I'm a southside n***a, yeah I'm 'bout mine You be that next n***a coroners come and outline You ain't made of what I'm made of You a bum n***a with a bum b**h Your shoes come from Vegas Counterfeit, fraudulent fakers What kind of rich n***a b**h look like that You all know when we pullin' off the lot Brake, hit the bu*ton, 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 n***as ain't on the sh** we on Everything new Spikes on the Louis Vuittons We up, n***a! Visualize everything I needed and dream (uh-huh) Penalized every ho n***a that have a scheme (what else?) Guns in your video get you locked in a bing Yeah, I k** a n***a quick, no worries, my record clean Murder one become manslaughter as soon as they brought up Charity work, parking tickets and no charges f** n***a you f**ed over your father when he gave you a dick Should have been a b**h in pajamas I made my first million f**ing dollars Bought a Bible, oh yeah, God got me Made my second million dollars, bought a chopper and a binocular I'm scared, this sh** don't happen to everybody I'm on Instagram looking at your favorite singer Debating on should I f** 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 bu*ton, 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 n***as ain't on the sh** we on Everything new Spikes on the Louis Vuittons We up, n***a! Good p**y for dinner, bomb kush for breakfast Deep-colored VS stones around my neck b**h It feels like a n***a dreamin' Seat back, music bumpin', n***as leanin' Bulls eye, that's what we came for The bread, now a n***a 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, motherf** the fame You all know when we pullin' off the lot Brake, hit the bu*ton, 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 n***as ain't on the sh** we on Everything new Spikes on the Louis Vuittons We up, n***a!