2x Pills

[Produced by Flying Lotus] [Verse 1] Two pills and a Mac-11, red, blue, you choose Tryna spit a few flows to get my money up Look I'm 20 years old and I ain't done enough And 'til the sun set, roll another blunt for my real nigga Kembe I'm not only the leader but I follow the village I swear them niggas is killing it in Chicago Now put the gun down, waiting to put the world on 'em I get tired of the problems and depression The bitches and the bitching, come and get your girl, homie Shallow dreams and broken hearts, Black Benz's They're tryna make, material wishes and spiritual blisses They stay focused on inferior pictures, you got your mothafuckin' hands out [Hook] I hid so, so far away, so far away But I still, I still hear the gun sounds Bang, bang-bang, bang-bang Bang, bang-bang, bang-bang [Verse 2] Two kills from a Mac-11, red and blue, you lose A nigga need bail so get your money out I'm twenty years old and I ain't done enough Lord, I swear I got the answers for my people, and bullets bring the reaper I heard my first lie in a church from a preacher I sank low cause that's where they want to keep us Just give me love, give me sex, give me reefer And after school getting high with the teachers I tried to promise my momma I'd make it honest Say what's on your heart I promise they call it conscience And conscience don't make no dollars, no dollars unless you Common Now get your mothafuckin' hands out [Hook (2X)]