range brothers (Explicit)
[00:00.00]Baby Keem、Kendrick Lamar - range brothers (Explicit)
[00:00.40]Written by：Kendrick Lamar、Hykeem Carter、Samuel Gloade、Ruchaun Akers、Dylan Clearly-Kell、Jahaan Akil Sweet
[00:00.96]Composed by：Kendrick Lamar、Hykeem Carter、Samuel Gloade、Ruchaun Akers、Dylan Clearly-Kell、Jahaan Akil Sweet
[00:16.28]Bad b**ch pardon me I say what's up
[00:20.12]Educated so I put her in the cut
[00:23.31]I need a girlfriend
[00:27.12]I need a girlfriend
[00:31.31]Two hoes and I think I did too much
[00:34.60]I got two phones and I don't know who to trust
[00:38.28]I need a girlfriend
[00:42.17]I need a girlfriend
[00:45.91]Bet that girlfriend lonely introduce her to my hombre
[00:49.59]That's a lot of b**ches that they sent home in their ombré
[00:53.33]A high profile n**gas in my circle dodging rumors
[00:57.10]I been tucked away dodgin' bless duckin' maneuvers
[01:17.39]Huh okay you say you not ready
[01:19.41]Okay okay coming in heavy
[01:21.43]Okay they ain't in shape I'm petty
[01:23.50]Okay okay
[01:25.30]Okay y'all be on E un-leady
[01:27.48]Okay okay hold the confetti
[01:29.45]Okay okay just say you not ready
[01:33.38]They wanna bite the hand that try to feed 'em prudes
[01:37.39]You cannot hide behind the shades I see right through it
[01:41.41]You ain't stand up on your word then you's a fool
[01:45.41]They're not they're not they're not bool
[01:49.42]I be wanna see me whole gang on TV pg my Rollie
[01:52.87]Turnin' out tops and the tall b**ches
[01:54.59]That remind me of the old days
[01:56.91]Sneakin' in hoes with the backstage pass
[01:58.63]What they all in huh for the poet huh
[02:00.82]I'm a young poetin' n**ga I just go at it n**ga
[02:03.14]I'm a whore at it n**ga
[02:04.25]You could ask my momma we poetic n**ga
[02:06.12]I was raised in the projects we could go at it n**ga
[02:08.31]I can't wait no time on a co-edded n**ga
[02:10.23]Bro-code me an' dad can't do seven figures
[02:12.46]Raised around bottles and dope fiends
[02:13.97]On a high since the day I turned sixteen
[02:15.84]Seven-fourty- seven I'm staring at plane wings
[02:17.77]Prayin' the lord's seen
[02:18.71]Grandma prayin' for me ayy
[02:21.45]Huh okay you say you not ready
[02:23.41]Okay okay coming in heavy
[02:25.37]Okay they ain't in shape I'm petty
[02:27.44]Okay okay
[02:29.35]Okay y'all be on E un-leady
[02:31.53]Okay okay hold the confetti
[02:33.45]Okay okay just say you not ready
[02:37.41]They wanna bite the hand that try to feed 'em prudes
[02:41.44]You cannot hide behind the shades I see right through it
[02:45.33]You ain't stand up on your word then you's a fool
[02:49.38]They're not they're not they're not bool
[02:52.52]Everybody wanna be great but the word
[02:54.18]Don't relate him to life be mistakin' the truth n**ga
[02:56.53]I remember bankin' with chase like four-hundred K
[02:58.64]Starin' at it I don't know what to do n**ga
[03:00.46]Now I look at money like a resource
[03:01.82]Every contract gotta put my kid's family in school
[03:04.35]Health and wealth goin' deep for it do right for my next life
[03:07.16]An' he get some too
[03:08.40]I remember roaches
[03:09.37]Momma lost focus
[03:10.23]I was at home no lights no food
[03:12.39]Heard that the joke is how keem broken
[03:14.25]Head to the ground when I walk in school
[03:16.42]Goin' through the motions mad impulsive
[03:18.40]Granny I won't abide by the rules
[03:20.43]I shall reside with advisers to boom
[03:22.22]F**k that booman let me get some too
[03:24.37]Life ain't always about your name in they mouth
[03:26.80]And the cars and the clothes and the jewels jewels
[03:28.49]Every lil b**ch that's born looking like soft porn
[03:30.67]Only meant for your ego to bruise bruise
[03:32.48]Bet when the hoes get bored and the points ain't score
[03:34.71]You gone live in this world confused 'fused
[03:36.32]Every day the hate restored and the faith get short
[03:38.65]F**k that let me get some too
[03:40.35]N**ga my livelihood was understood that the roof I'm in not boo
[03:44.33]N**ga the shoes I fill are huge
[03:46.35]Keem wanna share that hoe Br move
[03:48.34]N**ga wanna fake sneak diss cause I f**k ed his b**ch
[03:50.88]In a black hatchback out front in a place
[03:52.72]Where the heart don't match
[03:53.73]Take care of the kids gotta go where they at ayy
[03:56.01]Hol' on let's get this sh*t let's get this sh*t
[03:58.25]Let's get this sh*t let's hmm
[04:00.26]Top o' the morning top o' the morning top o' the morning
[04:02.96]Top o' the morning top o' the morning top o' the morning
[04:05.71]Top o' the morning
[04:06.59]Hol' on let's get this sh*t let's get this sh*t
[04:09.20]Let's get this sh*t let's hmm
[04:11.01]Like what these n**gas on like
[04:13.85]Ain't sh*t changed still f**k in' and rappin'
[04:15.65]Two bad b**ches here cartier glasses huh
[04:17.90]Her friend got pornography habits
[04:19.50]Give me that b**ch but sir
[04:22.09]Rollie gang Rollie gang Rollie gang pgLang fool
[04:25.72]Hundred thousand on her she know she game she's hot
[04:29.18]Rover gang Rover gang Rover gang Rover gang
[04:32.85]Range brothers out the roof we're not the wayans
[04:35.30]We're not the wayans
[04:36.52]B**ch I hate to tell the truth we're not the same
[04:38.95]He's baby keem
[04:39.83]I'm with my Rover brother and we're runnin' games
[04:42.49]They range Rover
[04:43.69]Whippin' rubber bands on the meat loaf
[04:46.30]Overseas tidier for me 'fore I get home
[04:49.93]Take one take two take three heave it
[04:53.52]Stop hidin' comments under your sleeve n**ga believe it
[04:57.23]Why your boyfriend keep on looking for me is he Jesus
[05:01.58]Let's get this sh*t let's get this sh*t
[05:03.30]Let's get this sh*t let's hmm
[05:05.37]Top o' the morning top o' the morning top o' the morning
[05:07.84]Top o' the morning top o' the morning top o' the morning
[05:10.63]Top o' the morning
[05:11.63]Hol' on let's get this sh*t let's get this sh*t
[05:14.08]Let's get this sh*t let's hmm
[00:00.40]Written by：Kendrick Lamar、Hykeem Carter、Samuel Gloade、Ruchaun Akers、Dylan Clearly-Kell、Jahaan Akil Sweet
[00:00.96]Composed by：Kendrick Lamar、Hykeem Carter、Samuel Gloade、Ruchaun Akers、Dylan Clearly-Kell、Jahaan Akil Sweet
[00:16.28]Bad b**ch pardon me I say what's up
[00:20.12]Educated so I put her in the cut
[00:23.31]I need a girlfriend
[00:27.12]I need a girlfriend
[00:31.31]Two hoes and I think I did too much
[00:34.60]I got two phones and I don't know who to trust
[00:38.28]I need a girlfriend
[00:42.17]I need a girlfriend
[00:45.91]Bet that girlfriend lonely introduce her to my hombre
[00:49.59]That's a lot of b**ches that they sent home in their ombré
[00:53.33]A high profile n**gas in my circle dodging rumors
[00:57.10]I been tucked away dodgin' bless duckin' maneuvers
[01:17.39]Huh okay you say you not ready
[01:19.41]Okay okay coming in heavy
[01:21.43]Okay they ain't in shape I'm petty
[01:23.50]Okay okay
[01:25.30]Okay y'all be on E un-leady
[01:27.48]Okay okay hold the confetti
[01:29.45]Okay okay just say you not ready
[01:33.38]They wanna bite the hand that try to feed 'em prudes
[01:37.39]You cannot hide behind the shades I see right through it
[01:41.41]You ain't stand up on your word then you's a fool
[01:45.41]They're not they're not they're not bool
[01:49.42]I be wanna see me whole gang on TV pg my Rollie
[01:52.87]Turnin' out tops and the tall b**ches
[01:54.59]That remind me of the old days
[01:56.91]Sneakin' in hoes with the backstage pass
[01:58.63]What they all in huh for the poet huh
[02:00.82]I'm a young poetin' n**ga I just go at it n**ga
[02:03.14]I'm a whore at it n**ga
[02:04.25]You could ask my momma we poetic n**ga
[02:06.12]I was raised in the projects we could go at it n**ga
[02:08.31]I can't wait no time on a co-edded n**ga
[02:10.23]Bro-code me an' dad can't do seven figures
[02:12.46]Raised around bottles and dope fiends
[02:13.97]On a high since the day I turned sixteen
[02:15.84]Seven-fourty- seven I'm staring at plane wings
[02:17.77]Prayin' the lord's seen
[02:18.71]Grandma prayin' for me ayy
[02:21.45]Huh okay you say you not ready
[02:23.41]Okay okay coming in heavy
[02:25.37]Okay they ain't in shape I'm petty
[02:27.44]Okay okay
[02:29.35]Okay y'all be on E un-leady
[02:31.53]Okay okay hold the confetti
[02:33.45]Okay okay just say you not ready
[02:37.41]They wanna bite the hand that try to feed 'em prudes
[02:41.44]You cannot hide behind the shades I see right through it
[02:45.33]You ain't stand up on your word then you's a fool
[02:49.38]They're not they're not they're not bool
[02:52.52]Everybody wanna be great but the word
[02:54.18]Don't relate him to life be mistakin' the truth n**ga
[02:56.53]I remember bankin' with chase like four-hundred K
[02:58.64]Starin' at it I don't know what to do n**ga
[03:00.46]Now I look at money like a resource
[03:01.82]Every contract gotta put my kid's family in school
[03:04.35]Health and wealth goin' deep for it do right for my next life
[03:07.16]An' he get some too
[03:08.40]I remember roaches
[03:09.37]Momma lost focus
[03:10.23]I was at home no lights no food
[03:12.39]Heard that the joke is how keem broken
[03:14.25]Head to the ground when I walk in school
[03:16.42]Goin' through the motions mad impulsive
[03:18.40]Granny I won't abide by the rules
[03:20.43]I shall reside with advisers to boom
[03:22.22]F**k that booman let me get some too
[03:24.37]Life ain't always about your name in they mouth
[03:26.80]And the cars and the clothes and the jewels jewels
[03:28.49]Every lil b**ch that's born looking like soft porn
[03:30.67]Only meant for your ego to bruise bruise
[03:32.48]Bet when the hoes get bored and the points ain't score
[03:34.71]You gone live in this world confused 'fused
[03:36.32]Every day the hate restored and the faith get short
[03:38.65]F**k that let me get some too
[03:40.35]N**ga my livelihood was understood that the roof I'm in not boo
[03:44.33]N**ga the shoes I fill are huge
[03:46.35]Keem wanna share that hoe Br move
[03:48.34]N**ga wanna fake sneak diss cause I f**k ed his b**ch
[03:50.88]In a black hatchback out front in a place
[03:52.72]Where the heart don't match
[03:53.73]Take care of the kids gotta go where they at ayy
[03:56.01]Hol' on let's get this sh*t let's get this sh*t
[03:58.25]Let's get this sh*t let's hmm
[04:00.26]Top o' the morning top o' the morning top o' the morning
[04:02.96]Top o' the morning top o' the morning top o' the morning
[04:05.71]Top o' the morning
[04:06.59]Hol' on let's get this sh*t let's get this sh*t
[04:09.20]Let's get this sh*t let's hmm
[04:11.01]Like what these n**gas on like
[04:13.85]Ain't sh*t changed still f**k in' and rappin'
[04:15.65]Two bad b**ches here cartier glasses huh
[04:17.90]Her friend got pornography habits
[04:19.50]Give me that b**ch but sir
[04:22.09]Rollie gang Rollie gang Rollie gang pgLang fool
[04:25.72]Hundred thousand on her she know she game she's hot
[04:29.18]Rover gang Rover gang Rover gang Rover gang
[04:32.85]Range brothers out the roof we're not the wayans
[04:35.30]We're not the wayans
[04:36.52]B**ch I hate to tell the truth we're not the same
[04:38.95]He's baby keem
[04:39.83]I'm with my Rover brother and we're runnin' games
[04:42.49]They range Rover
[04:43.69]Whippin' rubber bands on the meat loaf
[04:46.30]Overseas tidier for me 'fore I get home
[04:49.93]Take one take two take three heave it
[04:53.52]Stop hidin' comments under your sleeve n**ga believe it
[04:57.23]Why your boyfriend keep on looking for me is he Jesus
[05:01.58]Let's get this sh*t let's get this sh*t
[05:03.30]Let's get this sh*t let's hmm
[05:05.37]Top o' the morning top o' the morning top o' the morning
[05:07.84]Top o' the morning top o' the morning top o' the morning
[05:10.63]Top o' the morning
[05:11.63]Hol' on let's get this sh*t let's get this sh*t
[05:14.08]Let's get this sh*t let's hmm
Baby Keem、Kendrick Lamar - range brothers (Explicit)
Written by：Kendrick Lamar、Hykeem Carter、Samuel Gloade、Ruchaun Akers、Dylan Clearly-Kell、Jahaan Akil Sweet
Composed by：Kendrick Lamar、Hykeem Carter、Samuel Gloade、Ruchaun Akers、Dylan Clearly-Kell、Jahaan Akil Sweet
Bad b**ch pardon me I say what's up
Educated so I put her in the cut
I need a girlfriend
I need a girlfriend
Two hoes and I think I did too much
I got two phones and I don't know who to trust
I need a girlfriend
I need a girlfriend
Bet that girlfriend lonely introduce her to my hombre
That's a lot of b**ches that they sent home in their ombré
A high profile n**gas in my circle dodging rumors
I been tucked away dodgin' bless duckin' maneuvers
Huh okay you say you not ready
Okay okay coming in heavy
Okay they ain't in shape I'm petty
Okay okay
Okay y'all be on E un-leady
Okay okay hold the confetti
Okay okay just say you not ready
They wanna bite the hand that try to feed 'em prudes
You cannot hide behind the shades I see right through it
You ain't stand up on your word then you's a fool
They're not they're not they're not bool
I be wanna see me whole gang on TV pg my Rollie
Turnin' out tops and the tall b**ches
That remind me of the old days
Sneakin' in hoes with the backstage pass
What they all in huh for the poet huh
I'm a young poetin' n**ga I just go at it n**ga
I'm a whore at it n**ga
You could ask my momma we poetic n**ga
I was raised in the projects we could go at it n**ga
I can't wait no time on a co-edded n**ga
Bro-code me an' dad can't do seven figures
Raised around bottles and dope fiends
On a high since the day I turned sixteen
Seven-fourty- seven I'm staring at plane wings
Prayin' the lord's seen
Grandma prayin' for me ayy
Huh okay you say you not ready
Okay okay coming in heavy
Okay they ain't in shape I'm petty
Okay okay
Okay y'all be on E un-leady
Okay okay hold the confetti
Okay okay just say you not ready
They wanna bite the hand that try to feed 'em prudes
You cannot hide behind the shades I see right through it
You ain't stand up on your word then you's a fool
They're not they're not they're not bool
Everybody wanna be great but the word
Don't relate him to life be mistakin' the truth n**ga
I remember bankin' with chase like four-hundred K
Starin' at it I don't know what to do n**ga
Now I look at money like a resource
Every contract gotta put my kid's family in school
Health and wealth goin' deep for it do right for my next life
An' he get some too
I remember roaches
Momma lost focus
I was at home no lights no food
Heard that the joke is how keem broken
Head to the ground when I walk in school
Goin' through the motions mad impulsive
Granny I won't abide by the rules
I shall reside with advisers to boom
F**k that booman let me get some too
Life ain't always about your name in they mouth
And the cars and the clothes and the jewels jewels
Every lil b**ch that's born looking like soft porn
Only meant for your ego to bruise bruise
Bet when the hoes get bored and the points ain't score
You gone live in this world confused 'fused
Every day the hate restored and the faith get short
F**k that let me get some too
N**ga my livelihood was understood that the roof I'm in not boo
N**ga the shoes I fill are huge
Keem wanna share that hoe Br move
N**ga wanna fake sneak diss cause I f**k ed his b**ch
In a black hatchback out front in a place
Where the heart don't match
Take care of the kids gotta go where they at ayy
Hol' on let's get this sh*t let's get this sh*t
Let's get this sh*t let's hmm
Top o' the morning top o' the morning top o' the morning
Top o' the morning top o' the morning top o' the morning
Top o' the morning
Hol' on let's get this sh*t let's get this sh*t
Let's get this sh*t let's hmm
Like what these n**gas on like
Ain't sh*t changed still f**k in' and rappin'
Two bad b**ches here cartier glasses huh
Her friend got pornography habits
Give me that b**ch but sir
Rollie gang Rollie gang Rollie gang pgLang fool
Hundred thousand on her she know she game she's hot
Rover gang Rover gang Rover gang Rover gang
Range brothers out the roof we're not the wayans
We're not the wayans
B**ch I hate to tell the truth we're not the same
He's baby keem
I'm with my Rover brother and we're runnin' games
They range Rover
Whippin' rubber bands on the meat loaf
Overseas tidier for me 'fore I get home
Take one take two take three heave it
Stop hidin' comments under your sleeve n**ga believe it
Why your boyfriend keep on looking for me is he Jesus
Let's get this sh*t let's get this sh*t
Let's get this sh*t let's hmm
Top o' the morning top o' the morning top o' the morning
Top o' the morning top o' the morning top o' the morning
Top o' the morning
Hol' on let's get this sh*t let's get this sh*t
Let's get this sh*t let's hmm
Written by：Kendrick Lamar、Hykeem Carter、Samuel Gloade、Ruchaun Akers、Dylan Clearly-Kell、Jahaan Akil Sweet
Composed by：Kendrick Lamar、Hykeem Carter、Samuel Gloade、Ruchaun Akers、Dylan Clearly-Kell、Jahaan Akil Sweet
Bad b**ch pardon me I say what's up
Educated so I put her in the cut
I need a girlfriend
I need a girlfriend
Two hoes and I think I did too much
I got two phones and I don't know who to trust
I need a girlfriend
I need a girlfriend
Bet that girlfriend lonely introduce her to my hombre
That's a lot of b**ches that they sent home in their ombré
A high profile n**gas in my circle dodging rumors
I been tucked away dodgin' bless duckin' maneuvers
Huh okay you say you not ready
Okay okay coming in heavy
Okay they ain't in shape I'm petty
Okay okay
Okay y'all be on E un-leady
Okay okay hold the confetti
Okay okay just say you not ready
They wanna bite the hand that try to feed 'em prudes
You cannot hide behind the shades I see right through it
You ain't stand up on your word then you's a fool
They're not they're not they're not bool
I be wanna see me whole gang on TV pg my Rollie
Turnin' out tops and the tall b**ches
That remind me of the old days
Sneakin' in hoes with the backstage pass
What they all in huh for the poet huh
I'm a young poetin' n**ga I just go at it n**ga
I'm a whore at it n**ga
You could ask my momma we poetic n**ga
I was raised in the projects we could go at it n**ga
I can't wait no time on a co-edded n**ga
Bro-code me an' dad can't do seven figures
Raised around bottles and dope fiends
On a high since the day I turned sixteen
Seven-fourty- seven I'm staring at plane wings
Prayin' the lord's seen
Grandma prayin' for me ayy
Huh okay you say you not ready
Okay okay coming in heavy
Okay they ain't in shape I'm petty
Okay okay
Okay y'all be on E un-leady
Okay okay hold the confetti
Okay okay just say you not ready
They wanna bite the hand that try to feed 'em prudes
You cannot hide behind the shades I see right through it
You ain't stand up on your word then you's a fool
They're not they're not they're not bool
Everybody wanna be great but the word
Don't relate him to life be mistakin' the truth n**ga
I remember bankin' with chase like four-hundred K
Starin' at it I don't know what to do n**ga
Now I look at money like a resource
Every contract gotta put my kid's family in school
Health and wealth goin' deep for it do right for my next life
An' he get some too
I remember roaches
Momma lost focus
I was at home no lights no food
Heard that the joke is how keem broken
Head to the ground when I walk in school
Goin' through the motions mad impulsive
Granny I won't abide by the rules
I shall reside with advisers to boom
F**k that booman let me get some too
Life ain't always about your name in they mouth
And the cars and the clothes and the jewels jewels
Every lil b**ch that's born looking like soft porn
Only meant for your ego to bruise bruise
Bet when the hoes get bored and the points ain't score
You gone live in this world confused 'fused
Every day the hate restored and the faith get short
F**k that let me get some too
N**ga my livelihood was understood that the roof I'm in not boo
N**ga the shoes I fill are huge
Keem wanna share that hoe Br move
N**ga wanna fake sneak diss cause I f**k ed his b**ch
In a black hatchback out front in a place
Where the heart don't match
Take care of the kids gotta go where they at ayy
Hol' on let's get this sh*t let's get this sh*t
Let's get this sh*t let's hmm
Top o' the morning top o' the morning top o' the morning
Top o' the morning top o' the morning top o' the morning
Top o' the morning
Hol' on let's get this sh*t let's get this sh*t
Let's get this sh*t let's hmm
Like what these n**gas on like
Ain't sh*t changed still f**k in' and rappin'
Two bad b**ches here cartier glasses huh
Her friend got pornography habits
Give me that b**ch but sir
Rollie gang Rollie gang Rollie gang pgLang fool
Hundred thousand on her she know she game she's hot
Rover gang Rover gang Rover gang Rover gang
Range brothers out the roof we're not the wayans
We're not the wayans
B**ch I hate to tell the truth we're not the same
He's baby keem
I'm with my Rover brother and we're runnin' games
They range Rover
Whippin' rubber bands on the meat loaf
Overseas tidier for me 'fore I get home
Take one take two take three heave it
Stop hidin' comments under your sleeve n**ga believe it
Why your boyfriend keep on looking for me is he Jesus
Let's get this sh*t let's get this sh*t
Let's get this sh*t let's hmm
Top o' the morning top o' the morning top o' the morning
Top o' the morning top o' the morning top o' the morning
Top o' the morning
Hol' on let's get this sh*t let's get this sh*t
Let's get this sh*t let's hmm
