Sh*t don't change until you get up and wash yo' a*s, n*gga
Sh*t don't change until you get up and wash yo' a*s, boy
Sh*t don't change until you get up and wash yo' a*s, n*gga
Oh now, slow down

And once upon a time, in a city so divine
Called West Side Compton, there stood a little n*gga
He was five-foot somethin',

But somethin' came over you once I took you to them f*ckin' BET Awards
You lookin' at artistses like they're harvestses
So many Rollies around you and you want all of 'em
Somebody told me you thinkin' 'bout snatchin' jewelry
I should've listened when my grandmama said to me

He's the knower.

hey dude, did you hear the news?

Sorry I'm so hyped up, I'm just dumb obsessed with violence
Anxiety, I'm runnin' out of options
Cut 'em out my life, just like a photo, I just crop 'em
If they start to bother me, I cut 'em off or stop them
Why am I so ignorant? Why am I so toxic?
I don't want that many friends in the first place

Why he taking pictures in a lamb you don't own one
shades on my face not Dior they the chrome ones