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Picture Me (Kendrick Speaks)
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REASON
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T-H-E-O Soul! REASON Soulful! Like And they be like They be like picture me rollin', picture me rollin', picture me rollin' (T-H-E-O) I'm just tryna, I'm just tryna focus better No more dealin' with fake n***as, I don't address 'em We all got hood families, I know the coldest felons So you could talk all you want but keep it copacetic Please don't, please don't bring the hood out a n***a Lately lookin' for a chick that bring the good out a n***a I been blowin' 'cause I'm stressed, you got a** and some breasts Ironic that smokin' body bring the kush out a n***a (T-H-E-O) Uh, smokin' with the homies leave my mind dazed Rather be loaded 'cause blunts f**k up the mind frame But give me a bad b*t*h, couple shots and some Sade Couple hours later, have a mind play and mind games 'Cause I done see many women just broken up With they n***a and figured we ain't close enough to get it crackin' But when saw that liquor soakened up Closed hearts turned into drunk thoughts, she opened up Feelin' bad as a pull up this Bacardi All this drunk sex got me feelin' like a Cosby I guess it's a thin line between us and Bill But what's the real difference between a shot and pills? (T-H-E-O) Uh, they both get you f**ked up So she popped one and she like Picture me rollin', picture me rollin' Picture me rollin', picture me rollin' Picture me like two fingers in a thumb bangin' 60 crip Until them n***as [?] just don't exist I get it, we all got vices and sh*t It's just a shame when that vice turn to a crisis and sh*t Then bang, a single mother get that sad call to her phone And now she questionin' God and why he did her wrong 'Cause her son was just a kid on the honor roll Caught a stray bullet while walkin' up out designer stores They was bangin' on 'em Piru n***as And if you hang with 'em, f**k it you can die too, n***a This is Cali, why not live to the stereotype? Sad part is that the mother gotta bury him, right? Always want to be a lawyer or a doctor Get his mama out of Compton But the homie beef with them Bloods, got him killed Bang, his brains all over his shoulder And get to accomplish sh*tty wonder as he gettin' older He just want to put his mama in a Rover So he could toll her Mama, picture you rollin' (T-H-E-O) Picture you rollin', picture you rollin' Look at you rollin', look at you 'Cause Mama, you deserve it, but now I'm murdered And I can't picture you rollin', tried to stay away from the danger Stray bullet turned your son to an angel Now picture the game without the politics And without social media always hypin' it (T-H-E-O) The other day was on my studio floor Then I ran across the cypher and the GX4 Like damn, most of these n***as barely aight Another example of people in it for the hype It's all about the money, gold, and b*t*hes Cars, hoes, and liquors Chains and no gimmicks, it's f**ked up Now picture if this sh*t was 'bout the dopest writtens Not a cosign, but focused on the coldest lyrics Who would be the best comin' out the West? Think about it, give you a hint There's a reason why they don't speak about me This verse gon' have a lot of n***as hate a n***a But f**k it, I'm as bold as a racist n***a (T-H-E-O) In the middle of Watts sharin' thoughts 'bout how you feel We all deal crack, f**k that N***a, picture me rollin' (Yugh) I said picture me rollin' N***a, picture me rollin', picture me rollin' So soulful Picture you rollin', mama look at me rollin' (T-H-E-O) In the danger, stray bullet turned your son to an angel The reason why every- we on Earth today You, me, him, her, all these different, uh- walks of life It's all a test, it's almost like an experiment, God's experiment When are we gon' understand that we are put on Earth to love? That's all it's about! Everybody wanna figure out how complicated life is and break it down This is what I truly think I really think that it's gonna keep goin' on World gon' keep goin', frustrations will keep goin' on Anger will keep goin' on, 'til we finally get back down to the simplest word: love And when God sees that, then we have the answer But until then, it's gon' be warfare
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