Falsehood

And everything you do
Lover, lover, lover, lover, lover for you
And everything you do
Lover, lover, lover, lover, lover for you

You never knew a love-love-love
A love like this sophisticated gangsta
Watch me thug like this
Snatch your bitch in the club like this
Seven zeros, need my pub like this
Stuck in a rock and a hard place, I am
Thinking I wouldn't fuck y’all up, well, I am
I gotta get my shit off
My style come from Devin The Dude, Kurupt too
And James Brown with his fist tossed
I fluctuate through vocals likе Prince Rogers
Who evеr thought a billionaire
Come out of Compton?
Multiply simple logic, you can do it
Nigga stop it
Dre ain't motivation I don't know who is
Gift and a curse, maybe them shoes is too big
Or maybe I’m too pessimistic
To know I'm gifted
Chasing hoodrat brownie points
And bullshitting i lock the door on em
Scrape and hopped a fo' on em
Drain my cock and po' on em yeah nigga
I'm still talking that whooptie whoop
Hoppin' out on my enemy, I know who to shoot

And everything you do
Lover, lover, lover, lover, lover for you
And everything you do
Lover, lover, lover, lover, lover for you

Back with my niggas where I need to be
Such a familiar scenery
I smelled the gun smoke
I watched the homie watch his son smoke
I watched the sun set on my set
I seen one 'Ru and one Loc
One slipping, one played 'em close
Everythings fucked up nowadays
Compton crip card kill each other
Faster than the opposite color
Niggas wack out everything, your dead homies
Your mother your new born brother
If God was a Loc he’d prolly have one coming
Damn that’s fucked up
That's how it is when you can’t trust
Not a soul inside these streets
I made a video out there in cape
Town so the homie can see
To let him know it's more then just Parmalee
He said, "Good luck" and paused the video
The moment his phone ring
That fast dollar was his only problem
No matter how many flicks
Of Tabletop mountain
The block was home and Africa
Was too far for power then I knew

And everything you do
Lover, lover, lover, lover, lover for you
And everything you do
Lover, lover, lover, lover, lover for you

I promised Dave I'd never say
The phrase "fuck nigga" he said
"Think about what you saying: "Fuck niggas"
No better than Samuel L on the Django
No better than a white man with slave boats"
Sound like I needed some soul searching
Taz Arnold gave me some game in real person
Retraced my steps on what
They never taught me
Did my homework fast before
Government caught me
So I'ma dedicate my last verse to Oprah
On how the infamous
Ignorant N-word control us
So many artists gave her an
Explanation to hold us
Well, this is my explanation
Straight from Ethiopia
N-E-G-U-S definition: royalty king
Royalty, Oprah, listen
N-E-G-U-S description: black emperor
King, ruler, now let me finish
The history books overlook the
Word and hide it
America tried to make it to a house divided
The homies don’t recognize we
Been using it wrong
So I'ma break it down and put
This game in a song
N-E-G-U-S, say it with me, or say no more
'Lluminati can come and get me
Calling for Oprah Winfrey, all debates aside
Kendrick Lamar, by far, realest nigga alive

And everything you do
Lover, lover, lover, lover, lover for you
And everything you do
Lover, lover, lover, lover, lover for you