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Payko

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(Real street nigga ain’ get nun but sum pain from it
I see the fake in your disguise you not my real brother
You not real it’s in yo eyes I seen dis shit before
Real street nigga ain’ get nun but sum pain from it)
Shawty hit my phone she said she need sum Thug’Love
My new bitch crying everytime dat nigga cheatin’ on her
Can’t put no trust up in the devil might get killed from it
Dey say it’s time to take my pain & make a mil from it
I get dead up on dat soda but I still love it
I can’t die bout codeine, shit you can get killed from it
MoneyFirst can’t bare dese demons still got niggas dat’ll kill for me
& if I catch dat body ‘fore he do ima still lovem’
We rob together forever solid, you my steal brother
My pockets colors, say he pharmist how he seal colors
Dey locked my brother I felt da pain, we got da same Mother
Ima real street ain gettin nun but sum pain from it
Codeine in my system, so my heart got stains on it
No rings attached, she bring up tats, so put my name on ya
Baby come & show me sum, I jus want dat brain on ya
Ion want no rapper pussy, cuz it might Stankonia
Crying on my shoulder cuz her man b cheatin’ on her
Y she tell me all dis bullshit, nigga leave da bitch if yeen want her
Now she fuckin’ round wit Payko cuz she want dat Thug’Love
& if my brother catch her body ‘fore I do ima still lovem
I wake up blessin’ demons, I got niggas dat’ll kill for me
I see the fake in your disguise you not my real brother
You not real it’s in yo eyes I seen dis shit before
Real street nigga ain’ get nun but sum pain from it
Shawty hit my phone she said she need sum Thug’Love
My new bitch crying everytime dat nigga cheatin’ on her
Can’t put no trust up in the devil might get killed from it
Dey say it’s time to take my pain & make a mil from it
I get dead up on dat soda but I still love it
I can’t die bout codeine, shit you can get killed from it
MoneyFirst can’t bare dese demons still got niggas dat’ll kill for me
& if I catch dat body ‘fore he do ima still lovem’
We rob together forever solid, you my steal brother
My pockets colors, say he pharmist how he seal colors
Dey locked my brother I felt da pain, we got da same Mother
Ima real street ain gettin nun but sum pain from it
Never thought I’d see da day dat my brother would snake me
Wipe yo nose back, tryna dap me gotta leave you hangin’
A knife in back is really more den wat dey seem to make it
I love yo mother not enough for u to make me basic
You tryna see me take a loss, but ain’t no time to take it
It’s so much love dat have been lost
It’s too much time been wasted
& if you got love up in yo heart
You better keep on sangin’
You gotta stay down & do yo part
You can’t keep on playing
I seen my homie cross my homie bout sum paper
I seen em take my homie out, I ain’t think I’d make it
I lost my love when you said I wouldn’t make it
You left a nigga down & out, you tried to make me basic
All dey ever have a thug was sum hatred
Dey prolly wishin’ I was dead or locked wit 9 babies

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