Kevin Hart(laugh at My Pain)
Fuck a whole lot of fame
I want a whole lot of gain
I feel like Kevin Hart
Niggas laugh at my pain
I lost everything and they
Ain't think that I would change
I charge it to the game
But I will never be the same
Had to grind for this lifestyle
Had hella bruises now I'm iced out
Wrist lit like a lighthouse
Got hoes fuckin off of hype now
Lost my gramps and got locked up in the same year
The ones who said they would be here niggas ain't here
Had to change gears
And say forget a friend
Had to change peers
Them niggas middlemen
Don't have the same fears that I did
Now I'm a different man
Do anything for the Bucks
I'm Khris Middleton
Fuck a whole lot of fame
I want a whole lot of gain
I feel like Kevin Hart
Niggas laugh at my pain
I lost everything and they
Ain't think that I would change
I charge it to the game
But I will never be the same
Went through a lot of shit
The first step is to acknowledge it
I was at rock bottom bitch
Then I realized what my problem is
Living with my ego
Cause I fell in love with my accomplishments
Ballin pass a scholarship
A grown man living like a college kid
Everything I did wrong really made me strong
Now I'm proud of it
So I put it in my songs and it put me on
Now we out of here
I ain't on no cocky shit
But every verse I get I gotta body it
Ask me what a real nigga look like
I'm the embodiment
Fuck a whole lot of fame
I want a whole lot of gain
I feel like Kevin Hart
Niggas laugh at my pain
I lost everything and they
Ain't think that I would change
I charge it to the game
But I will never be the same
I just stay in my lane
I see lames in the game
No scope when I aim
I just cock back and bang
Club Heaven be the gang
And OTS is what I claim
It took less than a year
For my crew to make a name
I see big shit
My team big lit
I be on the green like a picnic
Add another name to the hit list
This shit sound so divine
I be blowing down clouds
Cloud 9 when I rhyme
Gotta move fast I ain't tryna run out of time
Whoa
Fuck a whole lot of fame
I want a whole lot of gain
I feel like Kevin Hart
Niggas laugh at my pain
I lost everything and they
Ain't think that I would change
I charge it to the game
But I will never be the same
I want a whole lot of gain
I feel like Kevin Hart
Niggas laugh at my pain
I lost everything and they
Ain't think that I would change
I charge it to the game
But I will never be the same
Had to grind for this lifestyle
Had hella bruises now I'm iced out
Wrist lit like a lighthouse
Got hoes fuckin off of hype now
Lost my gramps and got locked up in the same year
The ones who said they would be here niggas ain't here
Had to change gears
And say forget a friend
Had to change peers
Them niggas middlemen
Don't have the same fears that I did
Now I'm a different man
Do anything for the Bucks
I'm Khris Middleton
Fuck a whole lot of fame
I want a whole lot of gain
I feel like Kevin Hart
Niggas laugh at my pain
I lost everything and they
Ain't think that I would change
I charge it to the game
But I will never be the same
Went through a lot of shit
The first step is to acknowledge it
I was at rock bottom bitch
Then I realized what my problem is
Living with my ego
Cause I fell in love with my accomplishments
Ballin pass a scholarship
A grown man living like a college kid
Everything I did wrong really made me strong
Now I'm proud of it
So I put it in my songs and it put me on
Now we out of here
I ain't on no cocky shit
But every verse I get I gotta body it
Ask me what a real nigga look like
I'm the embodiment
Fuck a whole lot of fame
I want a whole lot of gain
I feel like Kevin Hart
Niggas laugh at my pain
I lost everything and they
Ain't think that I would change
I charge it to the game
But I will never be the same
I just stay in my lane
I see lames in the game
No scope when I aim
I just cock back and bang
Club Heaven be the gang
And OTS is what I claim
It took less than a year
For my crew to make a name
I see big shit
My team big lit
I be on the green like a picnic
Add another name to the hit list
This shit sound so divine
I be blowing down clouds
Cloud 9 when I rhyme
Gotta move fast I ain't tryna run out of time
Whoa
Fuck a whole lot of fame
I want a whole lot of gain
I feel like Kevin Hart
Niggas laugh at my pain
I lost everything and they
Ain't think that I would change
I charge it to the game
But I will never be the same
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Writer(s): Justin Amis
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