Letra de Rich Spirit - Kendrick Lamar

Takin' my baby to school, then I pray for her

'Cause you bitches ain't never been cool, writin' testament

Paintin' pictures, put me in the Louvre, that's a definite

Universal shift, I'm in a groove

And celebrity do not mean integrity, you fool

I'm a good man, shake your hand, firm grip rule

Seventy-two wins, lost ten, ballin' with the flu

More than two M's for a show, but add another two

Hmm, lil' Man-Man, the big mans

The GT Dyno flippin' the kickstand, ooh

Rich nigga, broke phone (Ah)

Tryna keep the balance, I'm stayin' strong (Ooh)

Stop playin' with me 'fore I turn you to a song (Yeah)

Stop playin' with me 'fore I turn you to a song (Ooh)

Ayy, bitch, I'm attractive (Ah)

Can't fuck with you no more, I'm fastin', ugh (Ooh)

Bitch, I'm attractive (Ah, ah, ah, ah)

Can't fuck with you no more, I'm fastin', ugh

The morality can wait, feedback on low latency, I'm glitching from the face

As my thoughts grow sacredly, I'm runnin' out of space

Ask Whitney, she okay, never mind a hundred K

Why you lyin' on Benjamin? He turnin' in his grave

I'd be lyin' if I said I wouldn't give this shit away

The aloof Buddha, I'm Christ with a shooter

Praise to Muhammad, I might nigga noose ya

AP, Michael Friedman, my friends cooler

Primary, so the resale value stupid

I would never live my life on a computer

IG'll get you life for a chikabooya

More power to ya, love 'em from a distance

Why you always in the mirror more than the bitches?

And my cousin tried to sue me like he got the privilege

But I didn't lose sleep 'cause I got the spirit, ayy (Ooh)

Rich nigga, broke phone (Ah)

Tryna keep the balance, I'm stayin' strong (Ooh)

Stop playin' with me 'fore I turn you to a song (Yeah)

Stop playin' with me 'fore I turn you to a song (Ooh)

Ayy, bitch, I'm attractive (Ah)

Can't fuck with you no more, I'm fastin', ugh (Ooh)

Bitch, I'm attractive (Ah, ah, ah, ah)

Can't fuck with you no more, I'm fastin', ugh

Dun-duh, dun-duh, dun-duh, duh, dum

Dun-duh-duh, duh, duh

Dun-duh, dun-duh, dun-duh, dun-duh, dun

Frat brother, real nigga, that brother

We just upped the score, give me dap, brother

Spirit medium, I don't rap, brother

We headed there now, are you strapped, brother?

Ayy, peacemaker, but I'm not naive, brother

Ayy, gotta watch your homies and police, brother

Ayy, clout chasing hell of a disease, brother

I'm fasting four days out the week, brother

I pray to God that you realize the entourage is dead

I pray to God that you not lackin' when you off the meds

I pray to God she know them Cabo trips don't last forever

Bet she argue with her momma, go and get them kids

I pray to God you actually pray when somebody dies

Thoughts and prayers, way better off timelines

False claimin' not cute, I'm mortified

The New Earth in hot pursuit, two-hundred lives

Rich nigga, broke phone (Ah)

Tryna keep the balance, I'm stayin' strong (Ooh)

Stop playin' with me 'fore I turn you to a song (Yeah)

Stop playin' with me 'fore I turn you to a song (Ooh)

Ayy, bitch, I'm attractive (Ah)

Can't fuck with you no more, I'm fastin', ugh (Ooh)

Bitch, I'm attractive (Ah, ah, ah, ah)

Can't fuck with you no more, I'm fastin', ugh

Dun-duh, dun-duh, dun-duh, duh, dum

Dun-duh-duh, duh, duh

Dun-duh, dun-duh, dun-duh, dun-duh, dun

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