[Intro: Kid Capri & Kendrick Lamar] New Kung Fu Kenny Ain't nobody prayin' for me Y'all know, what happens on Earth stays on Earth Here we go! I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck I don't give a, I don't give a, I don't give a fuck [Verse 1] Em G I'm willin' to die for this shit A I done cried for this shit, might take a life for this shit N.C. Em Put the Bible down and go eye for an eye for this shit G A D.O.T. my enemy, won't catch a vibe for this shit, ayy Em G I been stomped out in front of my mama A My daddy commissary made it to commas Em Bitch, all my grandmas dead N.C. So ain't nobody prayin' for me, I'm on your head, ayy Em (Gm) Thirty millions later, know the feds watchin' Em (Gm) Auntie on my Telegram, like, "Be cautious!" Em I be hangin' out at Tam's, I be on Stockton N.C. I don't do it for the 'Gram, I do it for Compton Em Gm I'm willin' to die for this shit, nigga Em Gm I'll take your fuckin' life for this shit, nigga Em Gm We ain't goin' back to broke, family sellin' dope Em That's why you mainey-ass rap niggas better know [Chorus] Am Em7 If I gotta slap a pussy-ass nigga, I'ma make it look sexy Cdim7 G If I gotta go hard on a bitch, I'ma make it look sexy Am Em7 I pull up, hop out, air out, made it look sexy Cdim7 They won't take me out my element G Nah, take me out my element [Verse 2] F (let ring) I'm allergic to a bitch nigga, ayy An imaginary rich nigga, ayy Seven figures, ho, that's slimmer than my bitch figure, ayy Goin' digital and physical on all y'all, ayy Bunch of criminals and money in my phone calls, ayy Em Gm We okay, we let the A1 fly Em Gm Relocate, jump on the same G5 Em Gm Checkin' for me heavy 'cause I go, yeah, I go, yeah Em Gm They never been ready—yeah, I know, yeah, know, yeah Em Gm 100K spread across the floor, 'cross the floor, yeah Em Gm None of y'all fuckin' with the flow, yeah, the flow, yeah Em Years in the makin', and don't y'all mistake it Em Gm I got 'em by a landslide, we talkin' about races Em Gm You know this'll never be a tie, just look at their laces Em Gm You know careers take off, just gotta be patient Em Mr. One through Five, that's the only logic Fake my death, go to Cuba, that's the only option [Chorus] Am Em7 If I gotta slap a pussy-ass nigga, I'ma make it look sexy Cdim7 G If I gotta go hard on a bitch, I'ma make it look sexy Am Em7 I pull up, hop out, air out, made it look sexy Cdim7 They won't take me out my element G Nah, take me out my element [Bridge] Em Gm Damned if I do, if I don't (yuhhh) Em Gm Goddamn us all if you won't (yuhhh) Em Damn, damn, damn, it's a goddamn shame You ain't frontline, get out the goddamn way [Verse 3] N.C. Niggas thought they wasn't gonna see me, huh? Niggas thought that K-Dot real life Was the same life they see on TV, huh? Niggas wanna flex on me and be in L.A. for free, huh? Next time they hit the 10 freeway, we need receipt, huh? 'Cause most of y'all ain't real Most of y'all gon' squeal Most of y'all just envy, but jealousy get you killed Most of y'all throw rocks and try to hide your hand Just say his name and I promise that you'll see Candyman Em Gm Because it's all in your eyes, most of y'all tell lies Em Gm Most of y'all don't fade, most of y'all been advised Em Gm Last LP I tried to lift the black artists N.C. But it's a difference between black artists and wack artists [Outro: Kendrick Lamar & Kid Capri] Cmadd11 Gm If I gotta slap a pussy-ass nigga, I'ma make it look sexy Cdim7 Bb If I gotta go hard on a bitch, I'ma make it look sexy Cmadd11 Gm I pull up, hop out, air out, made it look sexy Cdim7 They won't take me out my element Bb Nah, take me out my element
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