Pool_Shark
Can’t move with me in this digital space
My home girl got a credit card scam
She got a scholarship to college but she don’t give a damn
Intuition she got a broke bytch wishin'
Track is probably one of my favorite Kendrick songs. That last verse
I wrote this song looking at a broke home baby
You know the poverty stricken the little broke boy and babies
Somebody yell "Kendrick American, they sho’ is crazy"
And I said “why?”
Then he looked me in the eye, and said "nikka you fukked up"
You’re banking on good luck, you wishing for miracles
You never been through shyt, you’re crying hysterical
You settle for everything, complain about everything
You say you sold crack, my world amphetamine
Your projects ain’t shyt, I live in a hut bytch
I'm living to keep warm, you living to pay rent
I prayed my way through by waiting on Allah
You played your way through, by living in sci-fi
Bullshytting yourself, you talking to strangers
Same thing goes for the ones you came with
When y'all came on the boat looking for hope
And all you can say is that you’re looking for dope
These days ain’t no compromise
And your pain ain’t mines half the time
A brand new excuse ain’t shyt to me
bytch I made my moves, with shackled feet
Cape Town
She got a scholarship to college but she don’t give a damn
Intuition she got a broke bytch wishin'
Track is probably one of my favorite Kendrick songs. That last verse
I wrote this song looking at a broke home baby
You know the poverty stricken the little broke boy and babies
Somebody yell "Kendrick American, they sho’ is crazy"
And I said “why?”
Then he looked me in the eye, and said "nikka you fukked up"
You’re banking on good luck, you wishing for miracles
You never been through shyt, you’re crying hysterical
You settle for everything, complain about everything
You say you sold crack, my world amphetamine
Your projects ain’t shyt, I live in a hut bytch
I'm living to keep warm, you living to pay rent
I prayed my way through by waiting on Allah
You played your way through, by living in sci-fi
Bullshytting yourself, you talking to strangers
Same thing goes for the ones you came with
When y'all came on the boat looking for hope
And all you can say is that you’re looking for dope
These days ain’t no compromise
And your pain ain’t mines half the time
A brand new excuse ain’t shyt to me
bytch I made my moves, with shackled feet
Cape Town
