KENDRICK LAMAR

KENDRICK LAMAR - How Much a Dollar Cost lyrics

rate me

Feat. 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

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