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Feel my pain while I drink out my pain
Recognize it's twenty-twenty
Man this shit ain't the same
I'm the shit with a stain
I'm a gift with a brain
Bitch I'm flipping the page
I'm a bitch in a cage, uh
Shit I been thru ain't made for the weak, though
Pussy hoe feeling froggy never leap, though
Have you ever went a night never eat, though?
That's the type of shit to put you on ya feet, yo
Ten toes
I'm ten toes down
Didn't fold
Them hoes
Them hoes know now
Got my niggas them bros
Them kinfolk now
And I'm picking up the pace I can't slow down
Bitch I'm getting deeper then a pussy
Ya dig it?
And I'm getting richer than a bitch
Hoe it's written
To my knees every day I pray I'm forgiven
'Cause I swear I'ma need it for for the way I'm 'bouta kill 'em
Nigga

I just wanna get me a rack
Whatever that I put into it
I'm just getting it back
Try to beat me baby
You gotta be quicker than that
Gotta be slicker than that
I'm the bitch with the sack
Kickin' shit like a mack (Woah)
Said I gotta fuckin' do it for the West side
Said if you get my picture gotta catch the best side
Said I'll be riding 'till the motherfuckin' deadline
Said we won't stop until we make the fuckin' headlines

Yeah we ready to go
Oh yeah we ready to rock
Fuck gettin' quick to the paper
Let's put some shit in a stock
I know we seen niggas done elevated from sellin' rock
Niggas don't listen if you ain't talking 'bout shit on the block
But fuck it music the crack
I'm bringing real music back
I put my foot in the recipe
And I bruised up my back
I swear on everything I'ma give you the blues with the rap
Get you confused like who the hell put this bitch on a track?
But it's up
I told my niggas it ain't no one but us
And it's luck
Look we was blessed with talent and the money comin'
Yo trust
I got some niggas really willin' go to war
Let it bust
The stars we aiming for they ready get touched
It's a must, for real
They wonder how a bitch like me do it
It's more than appeal
I'm just steady sticking to the script and steady keeping it real
Pockets hefty they ain't missing a meal
It's 2020 I ain't missing a 'mill nigga

I just wanna get me a rack
Whatever that I put into it
I'm just getting it back
Try to beat me baby
You gotta be quicker than that
Gotta be slicker than that
I'm the bitch with the sack
Kickin' shit like a mack (Woah)
Said I gotta fuckin' do it for the West side
Said if you get my picture gotta catch the best side
Said I'll be riding 'till the motherfuckin' deadline
Said we won't stop until we make the fuckin' headlines

Headlines
Headlines
Mmm, mmm
Mmm, mmm
Mmm, mmm
Ooh, ooh
Ooh

Yeah
Yeah
Seen a couple things should've never saw
But a bitch seen it
And I'm still dreaming bout it
When I get to wildin'
Bitch I think got a good reason
Brother tell me
"Sis you know you 'gon get the 'fetti right?"
"It's your time now"
I know but sometimes I can't believe when I think
'Cause nigga come to find out
Your family fake and they know it
And niggas don't ever wanna fuckin' speak on it
And bitches try call you sis
Then cross you like Jesus
I ain't 'gon preach on it
I - I just pray that I'm great
Fuck with the bag you can die and hoe that's on the squad
I made a plan and I think 'Ima get it
But in reality that's up to God
I run circles round y'all bitches
Only time I'm ever 'round y'all bitches
Put in the work and now y'all get it
Mission complete and now y'all with it
(Uh)
Big bank
Big tree like Christmas
Don't share no piece no snippets
Think she runnin' this shit I clip her
Beat her ass and the bitches that's with her
Niggas told me no bluffin'
I did it
That's facts
Now a bitch done made on Fader
'Ima black on a white man
Ever try to play with my craft
Try take from my paper
Niggas ain't shit independent bitch
Nigga I'm 'gon do it don't need no favors
Make my words come to life
I ain't even gotta try
Fuck a pussy ass hoe ass hater
Bitch