KENDRICK LAMAR - How Much a Dollar Cost lyrics
rate meFeat. Jam
How much a dollar really costs?
The question is detrimental
Has paralyzed my thoughts
Parasites in my stomach
Got to see how I’m chillin’ once I pop this lecture call
How to stack these conventional ______
Elaborated concept that never do
You sexy thing hear me
This African spoke only American
They’re askin’ me and they’re stressin’ about drivin’
A piece o crack that he wanted
I knew he was smoking
But he repeated
He asked me to feed him twice
I didn’t believe it
Beat it
I attribute this money for a pipe I can’t see it
He said: My son, temptation is one thing that I defeated
And tell me I’ve won
Tell me how much a dollar costs
The one you love
He’s staring at me in disbelief
My temper is staring at me, it’s building me
He’s staring at me
I grab my keys
I tried to leave
But something told me to keep it in my pocket
I can see the reason why he was mad at a stranger
Like I was supposed to save him
The reason he’s a homeless
Askin’ me for a favor
He’s staring at me
His eyes are following me for no reason
He’s staring at me
I noticed that his staring was contagious
Now I’m staring back
And I’m feeling some type of disrespect
I never understood
So I’m back and for good
Askin’ for handouts
Takin’ everything they could
And this particular person had it back
Staring at me until he finally acts
I believe
Tell me how much a dollar costs
The one you love
I never met a transmit that demanded attention
They got me frustrated even if the coward was tripping
Our emotions got me looking at the Universe different
I should distance myself
I should keep it relentless
My selfishness is what got me here
Who the fuck am I kidding?
I got better judgment
I knew it
So keep in mind
When I was struggling
I did compromise
I comprehend
I smell grandpa’s old medicine
It’s leakin’ from your skin
Moon shinning in your chin
I’m focused
You look at me and say : your potential is bitter sweet
I looked at him and sai:every nigga is mine to keep
He looked at me and said: look at you and it will we you free
The spoke The Word
Tell me how much a dollar really costs?
I am gone
I wash my hands
I set my grace
What more do you want from me?
Shades of a crime
Guess I’m not what it’s meant to be
Shades of grey
It will never change
Turn this face and help me change
