BJ The Chicago Kid - Shock The World lyrics

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BJ The Chicago Kid - Shock The World lyrics

[Verse 1: J. Cole] Life make a n***a wanna yell out Change for that fame, how some n***as turn sell out Too old for my mama crib, I'm tryin to get the hell out Stayin' out these cells but we working on that bailout Help out, please. Sure is hard livin without cheese Ain't sh** in my pocket only these house keys They pray for a n***a but yet they doubt me That's why I'm out getting higher than balconies But no I won't jump, being broke is childish and boy I'm grown up My money runnin' late tho so boy I won't front When my paper finally make you should know I'm gonna stunt So, hard [Pre-Hook: Kendrick Lamar] My God, my life is such turmoil Can't save me tonight cause times is hard now I know you tell me don't let my guard down I gotta get it my n***a [Hook: BJ The Chicago Kid] Never believe what they say Man, I gotta get paid Dawg it's so damn amazing How I'mma shock the World I'mma shock the World Hell naw I ain't lying Yea, I gotta get mine Dawg it's about time So I'mma shock the world So I'mma shock the world [Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar] Stare inside of the soul of Kendrick While I stare inside the solar, system hopin' I soak up Enough game to play 3 systems with one controller and remain sane and remain unsober Was closer to my dreams but reality actually told me hold up No money in my jeans and my salary said you owe us Can't pay them taxes, laid on that matress and feel colder than a polar bear But this bear was in California So I felt out a pocket and then a piece of lint fell out my pocket A broke opportunist all in my optics And you could see it even when I'm Sleep My screw's loose, I hate when loose change fall in them seats Because I need every dime like Magic Johnson Or Hugh Hefner living in his prime Prime example of youngin' on his grind This the life of a Compton n***a I know the vanities of the world like the promise n***as That's why we crooked, in yo bushes where you find us n***a You better scramble before you fold like an omelet n***a This ain't insomnic n***a and that means I don't need Busters to front on me A Bible in my pocket I'm walkin' like it's a gun on me So when I catch a fade they know to put more than one on me Fear no evil, I can still see Regals pullin' up n***as tuck like a baby in fetal, position If you listen you can hear the city needs you That's what my mind said But my big head is tellin' me that I'm a black Beatle Until my number is called and someone yell bingo A shadow in the dark, park the coupe Then recoup with the homeless in the park, Kendrick Lamar

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