Silent Hill (feat. Kendrick Lamar)

Why, oh, why, oh, why, oh, why you keep fuckin' with me?

You gon' make me jump out my skin, believe me

Push these niggas off me like: Huh

Push these bitches off me like: Huh

Push these niggas off me like: Huh

Pushin' the snakes, I'm pushin' the fakes, I'm pushin' 'em all off me like: Huh

Pushin' 'em all off me like: Huh (yeah)

Aha, I be immune to shit (aha)

Tuck in the broom and shit (aha)

They want to assume and shit (aha)

Know you a choke, my assets are close

I howl at the Moon and shit (aha)

Know the results, the ballot is in and I'm about to boom again (aha)

You funny, dawg

Peek-a-boo, can't hide behind your money, dawg

A week or two, I meditate on runnin' lost

Swerve, swerve, swerve, shake the currents off, yeah

Push these niggas off me like: Huh

Push these bitches off me like: Huh

Push these niggas off me like: Huh

Pushin' the snakes, I'm pushin' the fakes, I'm pushin' 'em all off me like: Huh

Pushin' them all off me like: Huh (yeah)

Head up, chest out

Silence, I'm stressed out

Shh, be quiet, I'm stressed out

Stressed out, stressed out, stressed

Pick my daughter up, she need all the love

I need all the love, I mean all of us

It's like six o'clock, bitch, you talk too much

You makin' it awkward, love

I mean, it's hard enough, I mean, it's-

They don't fuck with me even if they could

Pull out the stick, hit a bitch with the wood

First to park Rolls-Royce, 'vert in the hood

Don't worry about us over here, we good

The AP Roman numeral, everywhere I go I need pharmaceuticals

I ran my whole conglomerate, I was just mappin' shit out in the cubicle

Suicide coupe was a funeral, Trackhawk launch like a slingshot

Big ol' ruby diamond on my pinky finger, that bitch look like a Ring Pop

Money on my mind, money on your head

Can't rap three times while you comin' through the 'jects

Red cross kept a nigga fed

In the studio with K. Dot, fresh out the feds

Yeah, you niggas can't stand the rain, you niggas don't stand a chance

Yeah, Chevrolet candy paint, I spend a band in a Benz

I caught a bitch off a Google app

I'm the type to kill my shooter whacked

I had to survive off a tuna pack

Five percent tint on the wood, like, who was that?

Coupe take off like it's mad

Beat the dope with a fork, I'm whippin' up Sudafed, I'm doin' scams in the lab

Every Thursday's girl's day, spendin' time with my daughter, make me go harder

Every Sunday's son's day, teach my boy to be a man, I ain't had no father

Fell in the love with the block, I ain't have no pop, just a sawed-off shotgun, Mossberg

We stackin' that money up proper, opp with diamonds, look like marbles

Audemar water, aqua beatin' the block up till we spout 'em

I don't want your ice, boy, I want your life, but fuck it, I might still rob 'em

Yo

Push these niggas off me like: Huh

Push these bitches off me like: Huh

Push these niggas off me like: Huh

Pushin' the snakes, I'm pushin' the fakes, I'm pushin' 'em all off me like: Huh

Pushin' 'em all off me like: Huh (yeah)

Head up, chest out

It's all laxed, I'm stressed out

Shh, be quiet, I'm stressed out

Stressed out, stressed out, stressed out