Kendrick Lamar - For Free? (Interlude) lyrics
Kendrick Lamarс [Duckworth] Compton, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Kendrick Lamar - For Free? Interlude lyrics]
Fuck you, motherfucker, you a ho-ass nigga
I don't know why you trying to go big, nigga
You ain't shit walking around like you God's
Gift to Earth, nigga, you ain't shit
You ain't even buy me no
Outfit for the Fourth i need that Brazilian
Wavy, twenty-eight inch, you playin'
I shouldn't be fuckin' with you anyway
I need a baller-ass, boss-ass nigga
You's a off-brand-ass nigga
Everybody know it
Your homies know it, everybody fuckin' know
Fuck you, nigga, don't call me no more
You won't know
You gonna lose on a good bitch
My other nigga is on, you off
What the fuck is really going on?
This dick ain't free
You lookin' at me like it ain't a receipt
Like I never made ends meet
Eating your leftovers and raw meat
This dick ain't free
Livin' in captivity raised my cap salary
Celery, tellin' me green is all I need
Evidently, all I seen was
Spam and raw sardines
This dick ain't free, I mean, baby
You really think we could make
A baby named Mercedes
Without a Mercedes Benz
And twenty-four-inch rims five percent tint
And air conditioning vents?
Hell fuckin' naw, this dick ain't free
I need forty acres and a mule
Not a forty ounce and a pitbull
Bullshit, matador, matador
Had the door knockin', let 'em in
Who's that?
Genital's best friend, this dick ain't free
Pity the fool that made the
Pretty in you prosper
Titty juice and pussy lips kept me obnoxious
Kept me up watchin' pornos
In poverty apology? No
Watch you politic with people less fortunate
Like myself every dog has it's day
Now doggy style shall help
This dick ain't free
Matter of fact, it need interest
Matter of fact, it's nine inches
Matter of fact
See our friendship based on business
Pension, more pension
You're pinchin' my percents
It's been relentless, fuck forgiveness
Fuck your feelings
Fuck your sources, all distortion
If you fuck it's more abortion
More divorce courts and portion
My check with less endorsement
Left me dormant
Dusted, doomed, disgusted, forced with
Fuck you think is in more shit?
Porcelain pipes pressure, bust 'em twice
Choice is devastated
Decapitated the horseman
Oh America, you bad bitch
I picked cotton and made you rich
Now my dick ain't free
I'ma get my Uncle Sam to fuck you up
You ain't no king
I don't know why you trying to go big, nigga
You ain't shit walking around like you God's
Gift to Earth, nigga, you ain't shit
You ain't even buy me no
Outfit for the Fourth i need that Brazilian
Wavy, twenty-eight inch, you playin'
I shouldn't be fuckin' with you anyway
I need a baller-ass, boss-ass nigga
You's a off-brand-ass nigga
Everybody know it
Your homies know it, everybody fuckin' know
Fuck you, nigga, don't call me no more
You won't know
You gonna lose on a good bitch
My other nigga is on, you off
What the fuck is really going on?
This dick ain't free
You lookin' at me like it ain't a receipt
Like I never made ends meet
Eating your leftovers and raw meat
This dick ain't free
Livin' in captivity raised my cap salary
Celery, tellin' me green is all I need
Evidently, all I seen was
Spam and raw sardines
This dick ain't free, I mean, baby
You really think we could make
A baby named Mercedes
Without a Mercedes Benz
And twenty-four-inch rims five percent tint
And air conditioning vents?
Hell fuckin' naw, this dick ain't free
I need forty acres and a mule
Not a forty ounce and a pitbull
Bullshit, matador, matador
Had the door knockin', let 'em in
Who's that?
Genital's best friend, this dick ain't free
Pity the fool that made the
Pretty in you prosper
Titty juice and pussy lips kept me obnoxious
Kept me up watchin' pornos
In poverty apology? No
Watch you politic with people less fortunate
Like myself every dog has it's day
Now doggy style shall help
This dick ain't free
Matter of fact, it need interest
Matter of fact, it's nine inches
Matter of fact
See our friendship based on business
Pension, more pension
You're pinchin' my percents
It's been relentless, fuck forgiveness
Fuck your feelings
Fuck your sources, all distortion
If you fuck it's more abortion
More divorce courts and portion
My check with less endorsement
Left me dormant
Dusted, doomed, disgusted, forced with
Fuck you think is in more shit?
Porcelain pipes pressure, bust 'em twice
Choice is devastated
Decapitated the horseman
Oh America, you bad bitch
I picked cotton and made you rich
Now my dick ain't free
I'ma get my Uncle Sam to fuck you up
You ain't no king