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N95

Artist:Kendrick Lamar  Album:Mr. Morale & The Big Steppers  Writer:Kendrick Lamar/M. Spears/Jahaan Akil Sweet/Matthew Samuels/Hykeem Carter/Sam Dew  Composer:Kendrick Lamar/M. Spears/Jahaan Akil Sweet/Matthew Samuels/Hykeem Carter/Sam Dew  Release Year:2022 

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Hello, new world, all the boys and girls I got some true stories to tell You're back outside, but they still lied Woah-oh-oh-oh (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 lies Take off the weird-ass 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 shit off) Take off your idols, take off the runway, I take off to Cairo (Take that shit off) Take off to Saint-Tropez, five-day stay, take a quarter mill', hell, if I know (Take that shit off) Take off the false flag, take off perception, take off the cop with the eye patch (Take that shit off) Take off the unloyal, take off the 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, 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 it off) Take all that designer bullshit off and what do you have? (Bitch) Huh, huh, uh, you ugly as fuck (You out of pocket) Huh, two ATMs (Hah, hah, hah, hah) You steppin' or what? (You out of pocket, huh) Who you think they talkin' 'bout? Talkin' 'bout 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 crashin', the industry wants Niggas and bitches to sleep in a box while they makin' a mockery followin' us This ain't Monopoly, watchin' for love, this ain't monogamy, y'all gettin' fucked Jumping in a what the hell is that? I gotta relax when I feel (Huh, facts) All of my descendants, they come in my sleep


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