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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 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
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
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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 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
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 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
n***as ain't on the sh** we on
Everything new
Spikes on the Louis Vuittons
We up, n***a!

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