Singer | Kendrick Lamar |
Music | Kendrick Lamar |
N95 Lyrics
Hello new world, all the boys and girls
I got some true stories to tell
You’re back outside
But they still lied, woah! (yeah!)
Take off the foo-foo
Take off the clout chase
Take off the wi-fi
Take off the money phone
Take off the car loan
Take off the flex and the white loss
Take off the weird a$$ jewelry
I’ma take ten steps
Then I’m taking off top five
Take off them fabricate streams
And them microwave memes
It’s a real world outside
Take that sh!T off
Take off your idols
Take off the runway
I take off to cairo (take that sh!T off)
Take off to saint-tropez
Five day stay, take a quarter mill’
Hell, if I know
Take off the front flag
Take off perception
Take off the cop with the ey!E patch
Take that sh!T off
Take off the unloyal
Take off unsure
Take off decisions I lack
Take it off
Take off the fake deep
Take off the fake woke
Take off the I’m broke
I care (take it off)
Take off the gossip
Take off the new logic
And that if I’m rich
I’m rare (take it off)
Take off the chanel
Take off the dolce
Take off the birkin bag
Take all that designer bullshit off
And what do you have?
Huh! Huh! Uhh! You ugly as fu*k
You out of pocket
Huh! Two atms (hah, hah, hah, hah)
You stepping or what?
You out of pocket, huh!
Who you think they talking bout?
Talking about us
You out of pocket, shoot, shoot, shoot
Who you think they copy off?
Copy off us (get back in pocket)
The world in a panic
The women is stranded
The men on a run
The prophets abandoned
The lord take advantage
The market is crashing the industry once
N!Ggas and b!Tches to sleep in a box
Where they making a mockery following us
This aingt monopoly, watching for love
This aingt monotony, why all getting fu*ked
Jumping on what the hell is that?
I gotta relax when I feel
All of my decendents
They come in my sleep and say
I am too real (huh! Facts)
I’m done with the sensitive taking it personal
Done with the black and the white
The wrong and the right
You hopnig for change and clericals
I know the feelings
That came with burial cries (b!Tch)
Huh! Huh! Uhh! You ugly as fu*k
You out of pocket
Huh! Two atms (hah, hah, hah, hah)
You stepping or what? (you out of pocket, huh!)
Who you think they talking bout?
Talking about us
You out of pocket, shoot, shoot, shoot
Who you think they copy off?
Copy off us (get back in pocket)
Serving up a look, dancing in the drought
Hello to the big stepper, never losing count
Venting in the safe house
Venting in the safe house
Can I vent all my truth?
I got nothing to lose
I’ve got problems and pools
I can swim in my faith
Murder is stacking, the president acting
The government taxing my fungs in a bank
Homies attracting the feds
When I’m bracking, look at my reaction
My pupils on skates (hold up, hold up)
Let’s think about this for a second (let’s go)
Tell me what you would do for aesthetic (let’s go)
Would you sell your soul on credit? (let’s go)
Would you sell your bro for leverage? (let’s go)
Where the hypocrites at?
What community field
They the only ones relevant (let’s go)
Where the hypocrites at?
What community field
They the only ones relevant (let’s go)
You outta pocket, yeah! You outta pocket
This sh!T hard
You entertain the mediocre, need to stop it
This sh!T hard
You entertaining old friends when they toxic
This sh!T hard
What’s your life, life bullshit and gossip
This sh!T hard
What the fu*k is cancel culture dawg?
Say what I want about you n!Ggas
I’m like oprah, dawg
I treat you crackers like I’m jigga watch
I own it all
Oh! You worried about a critic
That aingt protocol