"P&P" feat. Ab-Soul (Prod. by Sore Losers)

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:
I'm goin' through something with life
 But [bad word] and patron will make you feel alright [bad word] and patron make you feel alright [bad word] and patron that's some great advice
 (2x)

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 [bad word] was racist, got me fired
They rushed us then, I had no job
Pushin' in my mama van, stop for gas on Rose Cranz
Trust me these niggas rushed me for something my cousin probably did
 Guilty by association story of my life, [bad word] 
You gon make me flip and split yo [bad word] just give me life, [bad word] 
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 [bad word] what you call it
 Life itself I know it helps let me scroll through my Blackberry

 Chorus:
I'm goin' through something with life
 But [bad word] and patron will make you feel alright
 [bad word] and patron make you feel alright
 [bad word] and patron that's some great advice
 (2x)

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 [bad word] beat
 And the only thing can help is [bad word] and some [bad word] So whassup baby?
I said whassup? I had a long day and I really wanna [bad word] 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 cuz them they'll be on it
See I know, when the harsh reality take it's toll open up your contacts then scroll

 Chorus:
I'm goin' through something with life
But [bad word] and patron will make you feel alright [bad word] and patron make you feel alright [bad word] and patron that's some great advice
 (2x)

 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 [bad word] 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
Ima, drown in my drink and swim in my woman's [bad word] like a piranha fin it gets harder than Rihanna when..

 Chorus:
I'm goin' through something with life
But [bad word] and patron will make you feel alright [bad word] and patron make you feel alright [bad word] and patron that's some great advice
 (2x)