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 Em
If I gotta slap a pussy-ass nigga, I'ma make it look sexy
C G G#
If I gotta go hard on a bitch, I'ma make it look sexy
Am Em
I pull up, hop out, air out, made it look sexy
C
They won't take me out my element
D#m
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 Em
If I gotta slap a pussy-ass nigga, I'ma make it look sexy
C G G#
If I gotta go hard on a bitch, I'ma make it look sexy
Am Em
I pull up, hop out, air out, made it look sexy
C
They won't take me out my element
D#m
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]
[Chorus]
Am Em
If I gotta slap a pussy-ass nigga, I'ma make it look sexy
C G G#
If I gotta go hard on a bitch, I'ma make it look sexy
Am Em
I pull up, hop out, air out, made it look sexy
C
They won't take me out my element
D#m
Nah, take me out my element
