Doves In The Wind (feat. Kendrick Lamar) - SZA

Uh-uh, uh, uh, uh-uh, uh, yeah, like I ran out of tears when I was 18 So nobody made me but the main streets 'Cause too many people think they made me Well, if they really made me then replace me Homeless to Forbes List, these niggas bring no stress I feel like Moses, I feel like I'm chosen And if you ain't my nigga then your girl single to me I don't give a damn if a nigga said he knew me Grew up with no father so nobody ever "son" me My flow too sick, Kevin Costner couldn't touch me I know you wish that nobody ever love me I feel useless when I'm never makin' money Well, this the life we always fantasized Rich folk problem through a Queen Street nigga's eyes Every time you see me pullin' up in Aventadors Just know we been grindin' on them sidewalks Sidewalks saved my life They don't ever lie Sidewalks saved my life They showed me all the signs They don't let me down But they lead me on And they don't let me down But they lead me on And they lead me on Say, say, say I come from murder one, brung late night melee Say, say, say We hung all summer, sprung mattress with bae-bae Say, say, say Trippin' off Dyke, and my name strike with payday Say, say, say Flippin' blue lightnin', tightenin', strapped with AK Say, say, say OG one, told me one, show me one, eight ways How to segue, pussy, power, profit, and headache I reminisce my life innocence or life innocent or life intimate, with fame Light limo tint with light women, dark women in it, awe Kenny, good game She wanna hang with a Starboy The sun and the moon and star, boy Astronomer, anonymous I line 'em up, we grind 'em up, there's nine of us And five of us have probably fucked She mollied up, I tallied up all the parts, boy 20 legs, arms, head (head) Head, head, and more head (head) Oh, God, bless the dead (yah) I'm livin' life, high off life I wear my chokes off to bed I'm the greatest nigga, why you scared to say it? I wanna rock, I wanna rock I wanna cop more land, I never stop I wanna quick advance on a bill if it ain't one Break everythin', I'm a hustler, came from Sidewalks saved my life (sidewalks saved my life) They don't ever lie Sidewalks saved my life (sidewalks saved my life) They showed me all the signs They don't let me down But they lead me on And they don't let me down But they lead me on And they lead me on

Dear, Adonis I'm sorry that that man is your father, let me be honest It takes a man to be a man, your dad is not responsive I look at him and wish your grandpa would've wore a condom I'm sorry that you gotta grow up and then stand behind him Life is hard, I know, the challenge is always gon' beat us home Sometimes our parents make mistakes that affect us until we grown And you're a good kid that need good leadership Let me be your mentor since your daddy don't teach you shit Never let a man piss on your leg, son Either you die right there or pop that man in the head, son Never fall in the escort business, that's bad religion Please remember, you could be a bitch even if you got bitches Never code-switch, whether right or wrong, you a Black man Even if it don't benefit your goals, do some push-ups, get some discipline Don't cut them corners like your daddy did, fuck what Ozempic did Don't pay to play with them Brazilians, get a gym membership Understand, no throwin' rocks and hidin' hands, that's law Don't be ashamed 'bout who you with, that's how he treat your moms Don't have a kid to hide a kid to hide again, be sure Five percent will comprehend, but 95 is lost Be proud of who you are, your strength come from within Lotta superstars that's real, but your daddy ain't one of them And you nothing like him, you'll carry yourself as king Can't understand me right now? Just play this when you 18 Dear, Sandra Your son got some habits, I hope you don't undermine them Especially with all the girls that's hurt inside this climate You a woman, so you know how it feels to be in alignment With emotion, hopin' a man can see you and not be blinded Dear Dennis, you gave birth to a master manipulator Even using you to prove who he is, is a huge favor I think you should ask for more paper, and more paper And more, uh, more paper I'm blaming you for all his gambling addictions Psychopath intuition, the man that like to play victim You raised a horrible fucking person, the nerve of you, Dennis Sandra, sit down, what I'm about to say is heavy, now listen Mm-mm, your son's a sick man with sick thoughts, I think niggas like him should die Him and Weinstein should get fucked up in a cell for the rest they life He hates Black women, hypersexualizes 'em with kinks of a nympho fetish Grew facial hair because he understood bein' a beard just fit him better He got sex offenders on hoe-VO that he keep on a monthly allowance A child should never be compromised and he keepin' his child around them And we gotta raise our daughters knowin' there's predators like him lurkin' Fuck a rap battle, he should die so all of these women can live with a purpose I been in this industry 12 years, I'ma tell y'all one lil' secret It's some weird shit goin' on and some of these artists be here to police it They be streamlinin' victims all inside of they home and callin' 'em tender Then leak videos of themselves to further push their agendas To any woman that be playin' his music, know that you're playin' your sister Or better, you're sellin' your niece to the weirdos, not the good ones Katt Williams said, "Get you the truth," so I'ma get mines The Embassy 'bout to get raided, too, it's only a matter of time Ayy, LeBron, keep the family away, hey, Curry, keep the family away To anybody that embody the love for they kids, keep the family away They lookin' at you too if you standin' by him, keep the family away I'm lookin' to shoot through any pervert that lives, keep the family safe Dear, baby girl I'm sorry that your father not active inside your world He don't commit to much but his music, yeah, that's for sure He a narcissist, misogynist, livin' inside his songs Try destroy families rather than takin' care of his own Should be teachin' you timetables or watchin' Frozen with you Or at your eleventh birthday singin' poems with you Instead, he be in Turks payin' for sex and poppin' Percs, examples that you don't deserve I wanna tell you that you're loved, you're brave, you're kind You got a gift to change the world, and could change your father's mind 'Cause our children is the future, but he lives inside confusion Money's always been illusion, but that's the life he's used to His father prolly didn't claim him neither History do repeats itself, sometimes it don't need a reason But I would like to say it's not your fault that he's hidin' another child Give him grace, this the reason I made Mr. Morale So our babies like you can cope later Give you some confidence to go through somethin', it's hope later I never wanna hear you chase a man 'cause his failed behavior Sittin' in the club with sugar daddies for validation You need to know that love is eternity and trumps all pain I'll tell you who your father is, just play this song when it rains Yes, he's a hitmaker, songwriter, superstar, right And a fuckin' deadbeat that should never say "more life" Meet the Grahams Dear, Aubrey I know you probably thinkin' I wanted to crash your party But truthfully, I don't have a hatin' bone in my body This supposed to be a good exhibition within the game But you fucked up the moment you called out my family's name Why you had to stoop so low to discredit some decent people? Guess integrity is lost when the metaphors doesn't reach you And I like to understand 'cause your house was never a home 37, but you showin' up as a seven-year-old You got gamblin' problems, drinkin' problems, pill-poppin' and spendin' problems Bad with money, whorehouse Solicitin' women problems, therapy's a lovely start But I suggest some ayahuasca, strip the ego from the bottom I try to empathize with you 'cause I know that you ain't been through nothin' Crave entitlement, but wanna be liked so bad that it's puzzlin' No dominance, let's recap moments when you didn't fit in No secret handshakes with your friend No cultural cachet to binge, just disrespectin' your mother Identity's on the fence, don't know which family will love ya The skin that you livin' in is compromised in personas Can't channel your masculine even when standin' next to a woman You a body shamer, you gon' hide them baby mamas, ain't ya? You embarrassed of 'em, that's not right, that ain't how mama raised us Take that mask off, I wanna see what's under them achievements Why believe you? You never gave us nothin' to believe in 'Cause you lied about religious views, you lied about your surgery You lied about your accent and your past tense, all is perjury You lied about your ghostwriters, you lied about your crew members They all pussy, you lied on 'em, I know they all got you in 'em You lied about your son, you lied about your daughter, huh You lied about them other kids that's out there hopin' that you come You lied about the only artist that can offer you some help Fuck a rap battle, this a long life battle with yourself

Everything black, I don't want black (They want us to bow) I want everything black, I ain't need black (Down to our knees) Some white, some black, I ain't mean black (And pray to a God) I want everything black (That we don't believe) Everything black, want all things black I don't need black, want everything black Don't need black, our eyes ain't black I own black, own everything black Six in the morn', fire in the street Burn, baby, burn, that's all I wanna see And sometimes I get off watchin' you die in vain It's such a shame they may call me crazy They may say I suffer from schizophrenia or somethin' But homie, you made me Black don't crack, my nigga I'm the biggest hypocrite of 2015 Once I finish this, witnesses will convey just what I mean Been feeling this way since I was 16, came to my senses You never liked us anyway, fuck your friendship, I meant it I'm African-American, I'm African I'm black as the moon, heritage of a small village Pardon my residence Came from the bottom of mankind My hair is nappy, my dick is big, my nose is round and wide You hate me don't you? You hate my people, your plan is to terminate my culture You're fuckin' evil I want you to recognize that I'm a proud monkey You vandalize my perception but can't take style from me And this is more than confession I mean I might press the button just so you know my discretion I'm guardin' my feelings, I know that you feel it You sabotage my community, makin' a killin' You made me a killer, emancipation of a real nigga The blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice The blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice The blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice The blacker the berry, the bigger I shoot I said they treat me like a slave, cah' me black Woi, we feel a whole heap of pain, cah' we black And man a say they put me inna chains, cah' we black Imagine now, big gold chains full of rocks How you no see the whip, left scars pon' me back But now we have a big whip parked pon' the block All them say we doomed from the start, cah' we black Remember this, every race start from the block, just remember that I'm the biggest hypocrite of 2015 Once I finish this, witnesses will convey just what I mean I mean, it's evident that I'm irrelevant to society That's what you're telling me, penitentiary would only hire me Curse me till I'm dead Church me with your fake prophesizing that I'mma be just another slave in my head Institutionalized manipulation and lies Reciprocation of freedom only live in your eyes You hate me don't you? I know you hate me just as much as you hate yourself Jealous of my wisdom and cards I dealt Watchin' me as I pull up, fill up my tank, then peel out Muscle cars like pull ups, show you what these big wheels 'bout, ah Black and successful, this black man meant to be special CAT scans on my radar, bitch, how can I help you? How can I tell you I'm making a killin'? You made me a killer, emancipation of a real nigga The blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice The blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice The blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice The blacker the berry, the bigger I shoot I said they treat me like a slave, cah' me black Woi, we feel a whole heap of pain, cah' we black And man a say they put me inna chains, cah' we black Imagine now, big gold chains full of rocks How you no see the whip, left scars pon' me back But now we have a big whip parked pon' the block All them say we doomed from the start, cah' we black Remember this, every race start from the block, just remember that I'm the biggest hypocrite of 2015 When I finish this if you listenin' then sure you will agree This plot is bigger than me, it's generational hatred It's genocism, it's grimy, little justification I'm African-American, I'm African I'm black as the heart of a fuckin' Aryan I'm black as the name of Tyrone and Darius Excuse my French but fuck you — no, fuck y'all That's as blunt as it gets, I know you hate me, don't you? You hate my people, I can tell cause it's threats when I see you I can tell cause your ways deceitful Know I can tell because you're in love with that Desert Eagle Thinkin' maliciously, he get a chain then you gone bleed him It's funny how Zulu and Xhosa might go to war Two tribal armies that want to build and destroy Remind me of these Compton Crip gangs that live next door Beefin' with Pirus, only death settle the score So don't matter how much I say I like to preach with the Panthers Or tell Georgia State "Marcus Garvey got all the answers" Or try to celebrate February like it's my B-Day Or eat watermelon, chicken, and Kool-Aid on weekdays Or jump high enough to get Michael Jordan endorsements Or watch BET cause urban support is important So why did I weep when Trayvon Martin was in the street? When gang banging make me kill a nigga blacker than me? Hypocrite!

Everybody, everybody, everybody Everybody sit yo' bitch-ass down And listen to this true motherfuckin' story Told by Kendrick Lamar on Rosecrans, ya bitch Smokin' on the finest dope, ay-ay-ay-ah Drank until I can't no more, ay-ay-ay-ah Really I'm a sober soul But I'm with the homies right now And we ain't askin' for no favors Rush a nigga quick, then laugh about it later, ay-ay-ay-ah Really, I'm a peacemaker But I'm with the homies right now And Momma used to say (say, say, say, say) One day it's gon' burn you out (woo) One day it's gon' burn you out, out, out One day it's gon' burn you out (you, you, you, you) One day it's gon' burn you But I'm with the homies right now Me and my niggas four deep in a white Toyota A quarter tank of gas, one pistol, and orange soda Janky stash box when the federales'll roll up Basketball shorts with the Gonzales Park odor We on the mission for bad bitches and trouble I hope the universe love you today 'Cause the energy we bringin' sure to carry away A flock of positive activists and fill they body with hate If it's necessary, bumpin' Jeezy first album, lookin' distracted Speakin' language only we know, you think it's an accent The windows roll down, all I see is a hand pass it Hotboxin' like George Foreman grillin' the masses Of the workin' world, we pulled up on a bunch of workin' girls And asked them what they workin' with Look at me, I got the blunt in my mouth Usually I'm drug-free, but shit, I'm with the homies Yeah, nigga, we off a pill and Remy Red Come through and bust ya head, nigga! Me and the homies Sag all the way to the liquor store Where my niggas pour up four and get twisted some more Me and the homies I ride for my motherfuckin' niggas Hop out, do my stuff, then hop back in Me and the homies Matter of fact, I hop out that motherfucker And be like, "Doo! Doo! Doo! Doo! Doo! Doo! Doo! Doo! Doo!" It's 2:30 and the sun is beamin' Air conditioner broke and I hear my stomach screamin' Hungry for anything unhealthy And if nutrition can help me I'll tell you to suck my dick, then I'll continue eatin' We speedin' on the 405, passin' Westchester You know, the light-skinned girls in all the little dresses Good Lord, they knew we weren't from 'round there 'Cause every time we down there We pullin' out the Boost Mobile SIM cards Bougie bitches with no extensions Hood niggas with bad intentions, the perfect combination Before we sparked a conversation We seen three niggas in colors we didn't like Then started interrogatin' I never was a gangbanger, I mean I never was stranger to the fonk neither, I really doubt it Rush a nigga quick and then we laugh about it That's ironic, 'cause I've never been violent Until I'm with the homies (Just ridin', just ridin') Me and the homies (Bullshittin', actin' a fool) Me and the homies (Trippin', really trippin') Me and the homies (Just ridin', just ridin', just ridin') Braggin' about the episode we just had A shot of Hennessy didn't make me feel that bad I'm usually a true firm believer of bad karma Consequences from evil will make your past haunt ya We tryna conquer the city with disobedience Quick to turn it up, even if we ain't got the CD in But Jeezy still playin' And our attitude is still "nigga, what is you sayin'?" Pull in front of the house That we been campin' out for like two months The sun is goin' down as we take whatever we want Ay, ay, nigga, jackpot, nigga, pop the safe Ay, nigga, I think it's somebody in this room Wait, what?! Nigga, it's somebody in this room I hit the back window in search of any Nintendo DVD's, plasma-screen TV's in the trunk We made a right, then made a left, then made a right Then made a left, we was just circlin' life My mama called, "Hello? What you doin'?", "Kickin' it" I shoulda told her I'm probably 'bout to catch my first offense With the homies But, they made a right, they made a left Then made a right, then another right One lucky night with the homies K. Dot, you faded, hood? Yeah, we finally got that nigga faded I think he hit the wrong blunt though Ooh, which one? Well, which one he talkin' about? I was finna hit the one with the shenanigans in it I pray he ain't hit that Nah, that nigga straight, he ain't hit that one Got the shenanigans? Give that nigga the shenanigans! Nigga, I think we should push back to the city, fo' real doe Nigga, for what? What that nigga, what's that Jeezy song say, nigga? "Last time I checked I was the man on these streets!" Yeah, yeah, that shit right there I'm tryna be the nigga in the street There he go, man, you don't even know how the shit go Look, here's the plan, luv We gon' use the kickback as a alibi, wait 'til the sun go down Roll out, complete the mission, drop K. Dot off at his mama van, at the park 'Cause I know he tryna fuck on Sherane tonight That's what he's not gon' do Then we all gon' meet back at the block at about 10:30 That's straight, but we should meet up around 12 I'm tryna fuck on somethin' too Nigga, sit yo' dumbass back down! Nigga, you ain't doin' shit tonight! Matter of fact, nigga, get in the motherfuckin' car We finna get active!

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع