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ph0ton - crazy like us lyrics

[intro: kendrick lamar, mustard]
i remember you was conflicted
misusing your influence
sometimes i did the same
abusing my power, full of resentment
resentment that turned into a deep depression
found myself screaming in a hotel room
aaaaah!
aaaaah!
aaaaah!
(mustard on the beat, ho)

[verse 1]
ayy, mustard on the beat, ho
deebo any rap n+++a, he a free throw
man down, call an amberlamps, tell him, “breathe, bro”
nail a n+++a to the cross, he walk around like t++zo
what’s up with these jabroni+ass n++++s tryna see compton?
the industry can hate me, f+ck ’em all and they mama
how many opps you rеally got? i mean, it’s too many options
i’m finna pass on this body, i’m john stockton
beat your ass and hide thе bible if god watchin’

[chorus: kendrick lamar, big sean]
sometimes you gotta pop out and show n++++s
certified boogeyman, i’m the one that up the score with ’em
walk him down, whole time, i know he got some ho in him
pole on him, extort sh+t, bully death row on him
say, drake, i hear you like ’em young
you better not ever go to cell block one
to any b+tch that talk to him and they in love
just make sure you hide your lil’
lil’ stupid ass
[verse 2: big sean]
i don’t give a f+ck, i don’t give a f+ck, i don’t, i don’t
i don’t give a f+ck, b+tch, i don’t give a
f+ck about you, or anything that you do
don’t give a f+ck about you, or anything that you do
i heard you got a new man, i see you takin’ a pic (woah)
then you post it up, thinkin’ that it’s makin’ me sick
brr brr, i see you callin’, i be makin’ it quick
i’ma answer that sh+t like, “i don’t f+ck wit’+
chu, b+tch, i got no feelings to go
i swear i had it up to here, i got no ceilings to go
i mean, for real, f+ck how you feel
f+ck your two cents if it ain’t goin’ towards the bill, i
stuck to my guns, that’s what made me rich
that’s what put me on, that’s what got me like
and everything that i do is my first name (b+i+g)
these hoes chase bread, aw d+mn, she got a bird brain
ain’t nothin’ but trill in me, aw man, silly me
i just bought a crib, three stories; that b+tch a trilogy
and you know i’m rollin’ weed that’s f+ckin’ up the ozone
i got a b+tch that text me she ain’t got no clothes on (swerve)
and then another one text (swerve, swerve,) then your ass next
and i’ma text your ass back, like—

[chorus: big sean, soulja boy]
(aaah) i don’t f+ck wit’ (you!)
you lil’ stupid ass b+tch, i ain’t f+ckin’ wit’chu
you lil’, you lil’ dumb ass b+tch, i ain’t f+ckin’ wit’chu
i got a million trillion things i’d rather f+ckin’ do
than to be f+ckin’ with you, lil’ stupid ass
[verse 3: kendrick lamar, charles martinet]
they tell me chubbs the only one that get your hand+me+downs
and party at the party playin’ with his nose now
and baka got a weird case, why is he around?
certified lover boy? certified pedophiles
wop, wop, wop, wop, dot, f+ck ’em up
wop, wop, wop, wop, i’ma do my stuff
why you trollin’ like a b+tch? ain’t you tired?
tryna strike a chord and it’s probably a minor
oh no, let+sa go!

[chorus: kendrick lamar]
they not like us, they not like us, they not like us
they not like us, they not like us, they not like us
he a fan, he a fan, he a fan (mm)
he a fan, he a fan, he a fan
hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life
hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life

[outro: kendrick lamar]
let me hear you say, “ov+ho” (ov+ho)
say, “ov+ho” (ov+ho)
then step this way, step that way
then step this way, step that way
say, “ov+ho” (ov+ho)
say, “ov+ho” (ov+ho)
then step this way, step that way
then step this way, step that way
are you my friend?
are we locked in?
then step this way

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