THat Part (Black Hippy Remix)

THat Part (Black Hippy Remix) - Schoolboy Q

Written by：Q. Hanley/R. La Tour/D. Jackson/K. Gomringer/T. Gomringer/M. Spears/K. West

Me no conversate with the fake that part

All my independent that part

I just want the paper that part

All my flavored

That part that part that part that part

It's impossible to love it if you don't come from it

It's things that goes on you just can't stomach

I seen it all happen but I ain't sayin' nada

Peep 24/7 in the hood it's hot

If you wanna fall through get top on the phone

He don't pick up then it ain't bool

Let you know it ain't good to stop

That part that part that part

I'm a watts and we not kosher

Sh*t only concern is the bottom line like a stockholder

This is where they come where they cop them boulders

Catfight with their exposed

Still sippin' on that wild Irish rose

Still rock swap meet designer clothes

Black in my mattress

Make a hundred racks do a backflip

Might go uncle Luke on them hoes

Pop for a bankroll yeah

All my with me got a blank face yeah

On that you where the pay pay

Make 'em pull up on your block with them 223s

Aim it at your face hey

Movin' with the rock and the concealers

You either sellin' rock or you flock to get it

You either on the watch or the clock is tickin'

The life of my watts and my bompton

Get pinched I'ma post a bond

Know pop gon' hold it down look

Need cash gotta get you some

If a hater tell you money ain't everything

He don't want you to get none

So we thuggin' like DMX

Bleed PMS

Point blank period meet me on the ES

I'm fully with the BS believe that

And we don't stress

A 38 'til it free your chest

Then PP on the po's desk

I'm Jay Z in a blow out press

Relate me to your blowout's best

Can't heat me I'm remote you're deaf

I'm HD causin' photo theft

My AC antifreeze got a that part

Hold your breath I'm 8 feet when I hold this TEC

Protect me from the local threats

My ID say my eye don't rest

My IV qualify T-rex

Society kept my IQ vexed

Deny me from an ivy school

Applyin' me to the street I slept

I quietly had to hold this tool

Reminding me of the block I repped

The turf I stepped the church and the earth I blessed

The first I guessed the alert was the murk I chef

That hearse the flirt with perks of a confessed

Dispersed the worst the first 48 addressed

The search and laws and verse of the birth I nest

The awe the curse of a pose in zest

The good the flaws the pain to reverse what's left

Me no conversate with the fake that part

All my independent that part

I just want the paper that part

All my flavored

That part that part that part that part

Zest god zest god zest god zest god

Yamborghini high cream soda with the wockhardt

Soulo the profit yeah soulo the prophet

That's the fortune teller makin' withdrawals and deposits

Ironic they wanna know where I've been in

Where the I've been hidin' in

When the am I droppin' that

New work that take 'em to church and

Turn the universe upside down again

Since you're so smart

I can't get in my groove 'til we get the Q first

I will not heed

I pull up large enough to part the red sea

Father forgive 'em for they know not know who they see

I got all eyes on me call me 3Pac

Soulo

Hang on let me get some

Hang on

Hang on

Made a mil' and I spent it in the same day

Got a chopper not the AK

Gettin' money on a vacay

Go go gadget's in the driveway

Groovy Tony on July 8th

Yeah I'm killin' kitties on a Sunday

How you ballin' in a Hyundai

My Ferrari got a toupee

Swerve in the big body

Your favorite artist I'm his big homie

Yeah I'm walkin' with a fifth

And I ain't voting I'm a crip homie

I'm where them bloods where them locs at

Where the blood where the choke round gloves for the combat

How the feds in your contacts

How the feds know my set name

Fled in the mulsanne

Hydrate up the rap game

Heard soulo comin' up next

And SZA got a classic

Heard Zay just got it mastered uh

The fire burnin' through the plastic

So fingers to the badges

They don't love you 'til the racks evolve

When I was broke they wouldn't accept the call

Now they on me for my decimals

Blank face has gotta X 'em off

Enemies gotta bob and weave

Gangbangin' like we stand for somethin'

When Alton sterling gettin' killed for nothin'

Two cowards in the car they're just there to film

Sayin' blacklivesmatter should've died with him

Wrong in your hood you gon' ride on him

White with a badge you gon' let that slide

Tell me how they sent that footage off and slept that night

I feel bad that my daughter gotta live this life

I'll die for my daughter gotta fight this fight

Put a blank face on let that drop

That that part