With my story, you can help me if you sell this ***** for me, nigga. You lying to these mother*****ers, talking about you can help 'em. I'm eyeing every male gender with intentions of buying. And I'm on the grind for this cake, I'mma get or die trying. I'll never fade away, I'll never fade away, I know my fate. I'll probably live longer than you and never fade away. A doctor's approval is a waste of time, I know I'm straight. And matter fact did I mention that I physically feel great?. Cause I don't need the attention bring enough of that on my own. And if you have a album date, just make sure I'm not in the song. If you can't fit the pumps I walk in? I'll wait. My sister died in vain, but what point are you trying to gain. And I'm exhausted, but ***** that "Sorry for your loss" shit. Three niggas in one room, first time I was tossed. Then you probably need to beat her, that's how I was taught. Or better yet a leader, you need her to learn something. #HOW PEOPLE CONNECT TO THE SONG ALRIGHT BY KENDRICK LAMAR HOW TO#
Of a family gene that show women how to be woman. To where they used to be then I'll probably be in the denim. See, my hormones just run away and if I can get 'em back. These foster homes, I run away and never do miss 'em. This is the life of another girl damaged by the system. He got a cousin named David and I seen him last week. Matter of fact he my favorite cause he tip me with E's. My titties bounce on the cadence of his tingling keys. Gonzales Park, I'm followed by a married man, a father of three. *****, suck and swallow in the parking lot. 
And I'mma need that 40 dollars even if I gotta.Her nigga behind me right now asking for ass and shit.Judging her past and shit, well it's completely my future.But doubted your ignorance how could you ever just put her on blast and shit.
And called it "Section.80," the message resembled "Brenda's Got a Baby". You wrote a song about my sister on your tape. And if I die before your album drop I hope. Just promise me you'll tell this story when you make it big. And I love you cause you love my brother like you did. So forever I'mma push it, wherever whenever. Prognosis of a problem child, I'm proud and well devoted. When thunder comes it rains cats and dogs. The life that I knew as a young'n in pajamas and Dun-ta-duns. I wonder if I'll ever discover a passion like you and recover. In actuality it's a trip how we trip off of colors. That same mentality that told my brother not to duck. A demon glued to my back whispering, "Get em". When I ride it's a murderous rhythm and outside became pitch black. As blood spilled on your hands, my plans rather vindictive. But the type of bullet that stuck had went against his will. Like everything was alright and a fight he tried to put up. Held him like a newborn baby and made him feel. 
You ran outside when you heard my brother cry for help. Of what we consider madness, I know exactly what happened. 
And last night was just another distraction or a reaction.This orphanage we call a ghetto is quite a routine.My mind is really distorted, I find nothing but trouble in my life.A peace of mind, I'm behind on what's really important.In case I'm not here tomorrow, I'm hoping that I can borrow.I woke up this morning and figured I'd call you.
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