Wesley's Theory

Every nigga is a star, yeah
Every nigga is a star
Every nigga is a star, yeah
Every nigga is a star
Every nigga is a star, yeah
Who would deny that you and I, and
Every nigga is a star
Hit me
When the four corners of this cocoon collide
Youll slip through the cracks, hoping that youll survive
Gather your wind, take a deep look inside
Are you really who they idolize
To pimp a butterfly?
At first, I did love you
But now I just wanna fuck
Late night thinkin of you
Until I got my nut
Tossed and turned, lesson learned
You was my first girlfriend
Bridges burned, all across the board
Destroyed, but what for?
When I get signed, homie, Ima act a fool
Hit the dance floor, strobe lights in the room
Snatch your little secretary bitch for the homies
Blue-eyed devil with a fat ass monkey
Ima buy a brand new Cutty on fours
Trunk the hood up, two times, deuce four
Platinum on everything, platinum on wedding ring
Married to the game, made a bad bitch yours
When I get signed, homie, Ima buy a strap
Straight from the CIA, set it on my lap
Take a few M-16s to the hood
Pass em all out on the block, whats good?
Ima put the Compton swap meet by the White House
Republican, run up, get socked out
Hit the Pres with a Cuban link on my neck
Uneducated but I got a million dollar check, like that
We should never gave
We should never gave niggas money
Go back home, money, go back home
We should never gave
We should never gave niggas money
Go back home, money, go back home (everybody get out)
At first, I did love you (love you)
But now I just wanna fuck (I just wanna fuck)
Late nights thinkin of you (of you)
Until I got my nut (you know I get money)
Tossed and turned, lesson learned
You was my first girlfriend
Bridges burned, all across the board
Destroyed, but what for?
Yo, whats up? Its Dre
Remember the first time you came out to the house?
You said you wanted a spot like mine
But remember, anybody can get it
The hard part is keeping it, motherfucker
What you want you? A house or a car?
Forty acres and a mule, a piano, a guitar?
Anything , see, my name is Uncle Sam on your dollar
Motherfucker, you can live at the mall
I know your kind (thats why Im kind)
Dont have receipts (oh man, thats fine)
Pay me later, wear those gators
Cliché and say, 'Fuck your haters'
I can see the baller in you
I can see the dollar in you
Little white lies, but its no white collar in you
But its whatever though because Im still followin you
Because you make me live forever baby, count it all together baby
Then hit the register and make me feel better baby
Your horoscope is a gemini, two sides
So you better cop everything two times
Two coupes, two chains, two c-notes
Too much aint enough both we know
Christmas, tell em whats on your wish list
Get it all, you deserve it Kendrick
And when you hit the White House, do you
But remember, youaint pass economics in school
And everything you buy, taxes will deny
Ill Wesley Snipe your ass before 35 (yeah)
Lookin down is quite a drop (its quite a drop, drop)
Lookin good when youre on top (when youre on top you got it)
A lot of metaphors, leavin miracles metaphysically in a state of euphoria
Look both ways before you cross my mind
We should never gave
We should never gave niggas money
Go back home, money, go back home
We should never gave
We should never gave niggas money
Go back home, money, go back home
Tax man comin