Lyrics:
meh
I'm a rude boy with a lil bit-a manners
Never tolerated any banter
My style ain't average
See you boastin' abou' yuh fake marriage
Wish you
Seems to give me that vibrant feel
Got to thank God I'm here
When they nearly broke my will
So I'm up and down like a yo you
With my pain
cnd I'm up
It feels so good to be back
Polow, Ursher baby (yeah, Zone 4)
How you doin Gucci? (yeah) (Zone 6)
'Cause the spotlight ain't nothin' without ya
Damn girl looking good in your baby phat
You got an ass a skinny
Nigga could handle that
Look I ain't T-Pain I don't love strippers
I might buy em
at 11: 00 y'all was
Leavin' 6: 00 in the mornin'
Cause them underage bitches had to be
To school by 8: 00
My belt always a lil' loose
To get a handgun
Nigga still gotta watch his
back daily, Even mo' lately, but they can't break Lil' Layzie, So a nigga
stay phat cause I gotta get paid, The buddah it run
come get stepped on
(Fire on me) mike Amiri denim on my jeans
Just like Phat Farm
Glocks, magazines, XDs and PTRs
MACs, extension clips with beams
Know
your pain
The beauty in the pain
It feels strange
When the lil niggas
Call out my name and
Tell me
I'm the next best thing in the game
That's the beauty
on a chase
My lil bitch bad with some braids, no games EA how I’m catching a play
I feel I’m one of the greats, did thangs that I know gotta take to the grave
concealing the shit
4 gun cases, I'm still with the shit
Backlit, wood wheel when I whip
Got her right up on my lap, that's a real nigga risk
And then feel
Had to cop me a damn estate
Niggas can't see through me, through my eyes, lil' bitch
On the top, feel like Andrew Tate
Had to tell her, hold up, wait
Janet Jack
Get it on da flow
Let 'em kno whats happenin'
L.I.L You better ask somebody
I been on my grind since butt-touch-potty
Y'all don't really
(master p chorus)
Feel my pain, feel my pain
This ghetto got me goin through some thangs
God feel my pain. (x4)
(fiend talking)
There comes
(master p chorus)
Feel my pain, feel my pain
This ghetto got me goin through some thangs
God feel my pain. (x4)
(fiend talking)
There comes
[Intro: Lil' Jon]
This your boy Lil' Jon
I'm here to tell you
With another one
Here we go, here we go
Well, I got DJ Smurf, D-Roc and Kaine
came to
[Chorus: Lil' Flip, Tity Boi, Static]
[Lil' Flip] I came to bring the pain nigga!
[Static] And I came to bust them things nigga
[Lil
this sour lil' bih, gone dumb by my bickle
We gettin' money over here, sometimes I let him tickle
Sorry that I'm pressure, you big mad he always choose
inside a Go-Go
And I get a hundred racks for a show, show
Wanna give a bitch my heart but I can't though
I can't fall in love with a stank ho
Lil
Shake it Shake it shake it like a stripper
Shake it Shake it shake it like a stripper
And if that ass phat you know I’m gone tip her
All these bitch on my
and she fold
Feel like everybody plotting on me
Everywhere that I go
Oh yea yea
Camp
I take my pain everywhere that i go
I remember being down on my knees
the Chi comma Illinois
My crew make more noise than yours
Fifteen a night on tour, make 'em sick with no cure
As she sits by the bar she sips Cristies
While y'all drive match box,
I push the hot wheels,
Don chichi wit' da mass appeal,
Lettin' champagne spill,
From my house to my grill, see,
All
that I rhyme and they hate that I'm next
Lil bitch come and count my checks
Got me lit in this shit, I be lit in this bitch
Don't need no percs, I be
Mixin the potion
Drown my emotions... I cannot feel the pain, I cannot feel the pain
Tears fallin like rain on a window
Shit just don't feel the same,
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