P&P 1.5 Lyrics by Kendrick Lamar

[Intro:]
Oh what up, ho
Oh what up
I said oh what up, ho
Oh what up
I said oh what up, ho
Oh what up
Well alright

[Chorus: x2]
I'm goin' through something with life
But pussy and patron will make you feel alright
Pussy and patron make you feel alright
Pussy and patron that's some great advice

[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]
Welcome to my diary, stressin' got me gray hairs
Something to inspire me, rather than society's
Woes, let me go, let me shine a lil' bit love
I want diamonds too, Ronnie on Player's Club
I used to have a 9 to 5, fresh out of school that was 05
That bitch was racist, got me fired
Ever since then, I had no job
Pushin' in my mama van, stop for gas on Rosecrans
Trust me these niggas rushed me for something my cousin probably did
Guilty by association story of my life, NIGGA!
You gon make me flip and split yo shit just give me life, NIGGA!
Pain since my grandma's death, uncle killed at Louie's Burgers
Hold my tears I tried my best
Let it go trash my pullover
Cycles of a starving artist tryna go beyond the margin margin
Maintainin' my modest modest as I dream
So while I go through all this all this bullshit what you call it
Life itself I know it helps let me scroll through my Blackberry

[Chorus: x2]
I'm goin' through something with life
But pussy and patron will make you feel alright
Pussy and patron make you feel alright
Pussy and patron that's some great advice

[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
I said keep reading my diary, when my life's entirely
Surrounded by the irony of livin' in the city
I said they wouldn't hire me
I said I got my ass beat
And the only thing can help is ass and some titties
So whassup baby?
I said whassup? I had a long day and I really wanna f*ck
See I ain't tryna think about no phone bills, credit card late fees
Capital One poppin' up on my caller ID
Corner my chain in the shop
Watchin' for hollow tip shots
Watchin' my vehicle break down on another man's block
Man that's my worst fear
Ain't that your worst fear?
You know when your transmission go out and can't switch gears
Or run through a pothole at 2 in the morning
Scared to hit your emergencies cause them they'll be on it
See I know, when the harsh reality take it's toll open up your contacts then scroll

[Chorus: x2]
I'm goin' through something with life
But pussy and patron will make you feel alright
Pussy and patron make you feel alright
Pussy and patron that's some great advice

[Verse 3: Ab-Soul]
Welcome to my diary
Hmmm where should I begin?
Finna get a swisher and, fill it with that leaves the ground
Crackas watch my every step
Better yet they work my every nerve
Cuttin' me this worthless check
The concept is so absurd
Like a church in debt, a turtle in a turtle neck
Convertibles with turbo jets
Fueled by 7-Up and prometh
I feel like deaths around the corner like the quickest wide receiver
So I took another shot
Tequila hit me like a nina (BLAOW!)
My sky's gray
My bitches brighter always sayin' "LIGHTS PLEASE! "
J. Cole's her ghost writer
And I'm the God MC
Join my diocese
Free ya mind, don't mind SO-ciety
And finally, everyone got their own, problems
Everything is subject to change like broken dollars
I'm a, drown in my drink and swim in my woman's vagina like a piranha fin it gets harder than Rihanna when...

[Chorus: x2]
I'm goin' through something with life
But pussy and patron will make you feel alright
Pussy and patron make you feel alright
Pussy and patron that's some great advice