Lyrics:
the kind of pain that
I wish this pain, would go away
Just gets all up in your heart, and in your soul
I wish this pain, would go away
The kind of pain
life
I don't know, on my life
Yo, nigga check the stacks, check the results
We in your top five by default
I swear to God we're putting UK rap
go crazy, get hot-headed, start actin` a fool yellin`
But ya`ll know there ain`t no refunds in the shit that I`m sellin
'cause during the drought
told me it was work and she was in some studio
Taking pictures and I just sighed
Some halfway wannabe rappers that fed her lies
They ain't looking for
to me cause you know how it goes
Pussy died the first time, that 9 lives a hoax
Nigga got that red dot like he from Tokyo
This shit aint' no Ted Talk,
break your life down to build it better
The game softened up a lot, it's time to add some pressure
A lotta peers, we ain't spoke in years
Yeah, you
by a crack in my units
I'ma stick to the shit that made The Click
The super kind, I love to spit
That nigga 40 vicious, he got speech I heard him
how many niggas I writes off
I got goons in the trap for the right cost
I watch you leap out then I take a nice loss
I play it raw and I ain't leavin
Gang
That lil nigga
Claim he a top opp
Just like a bug
Im tryna let them shots fly
Im on that car
When it ride by
Hop in that car
And go slide cha-cha
two strikes
But if he catch another felony
He gonna do life, that ain't right
I write a letter dedicated to our
Father who art in Heaven
Muslim brothers
Boys and girls
I remember in the 80's me and pops would rock
In a 7-0 Chevy with the drops in slot
Use to pass me Pepsi Cola while he drunk him
Boys and girls
I remember in the 80's me and pops would rock
In a 7-0 Chevy with the drops in slot
Use to pass me Pepsi Cola while he drunk him
shopping and singing in the studio
How about when we would load them clips up, the range, put on goggles and let them things
Go
Well, I know you miss taking
ain't
Have faith in me ho
Pinocchio partnas are the worse kind so
I'm alone when ever you see me
In my fo' - do
Any one of my cars or truck made by
you I'm the greatest baby I'm one of a kind
Ain't the only one to see that I run circles roun' they lines
And Jay gave 'em the blueprint, but they still
I been working in the studio manifesting crazy money
Baddie in the coupe and I keep asking why you save you love me
Couple tried to slime me I could
to got me losing blessings
GOD said he'll take the next two steps if I take the first (I did)
But in it to pick and sellin the spur
From under my feet,
producer on the side
She looked at him smiled and said that's live
Watch imma get in the studio and be like Beyonce all night
He nodded his head laughed
the club and I go get a bag
Shawty bad but she kind of a drag
Walk in the room I know they get mad
They like icy ain't even all that
They say he don't even
to five, got a truck full of chicks
Just leavin the disco, me and my man from the knicks
Oak dog, later on because they live in the bricks
Jumped
to it and I'm fly
Everything I got is sick, illest man alive
Hottest nigga in my city, ain't no way that I can possibly chill
Illest nigga around,
ain't learned their lesson
He wants to enter the flesh divine
By dropping a kind of semi-sweet line
"Your honey hole so fine and mile deep I'm gonna
ain't learned their lesson
He wants to enter the flesh divine
By dropping a kind of semi-sweet line
"Your honey hole so fine and mile deep I'm gonna
I prayed fa a miracle aint know I was the blessing
In the studio like 9-5 I hope they get the message
Everytime we let th'em bullets fly the leavin in
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