On Me (feat. Kendrick Lamar)

Back when Dot was hangin' out at Top's in the Benzo

Freestylin' to them Chronic instrumentals, no pens and pencils

I was out there **** like a minstrel

With a Backwood clenched between my dentals, way back when

When we was outside with the indo

Hot**** rentals in front of Centennial, remedial thoughts

Never thought that I would amount to ****

Smoke ****, **** ****, ride around bouncin' ****

From Impalas to that Harley truck, to dishraggin' ****

That was how the **** I came up, it was hardly luck

Just left Compton, and I ain't have to use my A****

What a day, what a day

Back when my driver's license was baby-faced and triflin'

I made my way through crisis

I made my tape and recorded portraits in front of sirens

I made you hate the vibrant

You can't escape the tyrant

You can't relate where I've been

In '98 my problem, actin' too grown and ****

Cappin' at ****, yeah, my religion through songs and ****

On me, that's on me

Raise up, ****, you are not the homie

****, I'm well connected from my section down to Long Beach

Fumblin' with Tetris if you're Black, neglectin' your kid

Every day I wake up with my face up to my father

Makin' sure my heart is pure enough to grow my seed and harvest

All my green and stuff and double up my plantation with dollar

Every dream is such reality, my déjà vu done caught up

****, I'm brought up with the homies, that's on me

24/7, Kendrick revvin' these cold streets

Don't we live by it, die by it, then reincarnate

And if Game told me, drive by it, I raise AK

Ain't no shame on it, cry about it, **** that, I play

Like no name on it, blindsided, ain't no one safe

Documentary had identities of where I'm from

Therefore my energy had to make sure the better me won

It ain't no better one, son, it ain't no tellin' me nothin'

****, it's Chuck, Doc Dre, and K, the legacy's done, blaow!

Oh man, you thought these **** with attitude would show gratitude?

Fooled you

From 2015 to infinity

It's still bomb weed and Hennessy

I can pimp a butterfly for the energy

Game, I need acapella

Here I go, give me a minute, ****

'Bout to hit a home run, K, Dot, grab the pennant, ****

Pin it on my Pendleton, trap late night, Jay Leno them

Got my momma a tennis bracelet, Wimbledon on Wilmington

Now can I rap for a minute? Black on the track for a minute

Look in my rhyme book, see murder like when I was a fan of No Limit

Ain't no gimmicks 'round here, this is Compton, Me, Doc, and Kendrick

Chronic, good kid, my first year, three documentaries

Now I'm blockin' sentries, sixteen Impalas, they bounce like they Iguodala

That's on my mama, **** up and did me a solid

I put that on me, that's on me

You get a bullet **** with the lil' homie

Thinkin' back then like **** your rules, ****, this is ****

Slide through with the Erykah Badu

Westside Compton, ****, don't mind if I do

From **** street to my old street, ****, this Compton

Grew up on the dead end, got an armful of dead friends

'Round here **** be sweatin' us **** like a headband

Like, "What's up, cuz, where you from?"

No time to stop and think

Pull your strap before they do or you get **** before you blink

Straight outta Compton, three times I told you

The third time I said it with TDE, motha****, I'll make you eat every letter

Spoonfeed you **** like toddlers, from the city of Impalas

Where shot callers take their pitbulls and feed them **** Rottweilers

My clip full, I quick pull, no more slangin' 8 **** on the corner

And all them **** I used to freestyle with, I ate y'all on the corner

Call the coroner, **** dead out here, hangin' on to life by a thread out here

Them **** wearin' all that red out here, P snapbacks on **** heads out here

So don't you come **** with the little homie

So OG, they call me Tony

Montana, no French, my red bandana legit

My uncle told me before he died, "Just keep your hand on the ****"

So I did

Sell every **** that a **** had in stock, yes, I did

Walked to Compton, hot pocket full of ****, yes, I did

Skipped class, yes, I did, **** **** ****, yes, I did

**** a **** behind the bleachers while on the rag, that's on ****

Westside, that's on ****, this Tec fly, that's on ****

You **** with Dot, I'll let you choke on your blood, I put that

On me, that's on me

On me, that's on me

On me, that's on me

Raise up, ****, you are not the homie

On me, that's on me

On me, that's on me

On me, that's on me

Raise up, ****, you are not the homie