Under Stars Thru Pain
4 5 7 8 Whips pullin off the lot
Even fake demons in the city praying we would stop
It ain't always how it seems when you the writer for the plot
They was supposed keep me out
But I guess they forgot to change the locks
I remember I just wanted to live but that's the old me
Now I give it life just to match that patex with the Rollie
Go to the bank and cash out just to split it with my wooties
I be tryna put my hoes on game them bitches owe me
Talking like they thots but these niggas do not know me
Been thru so many games just to get close to that trophy
Feeling like I'm wayne I take the rap back to 03
No I still ain't change I'm still open like a shonney's
Slaughter all you niggas just to bring the bacon to my momma
Ties are mad deep I promise nigga you don't want no drama
I won't do no sentence but I'm still counting the commas
All I need is me and my shells like my gun Obama
And I been here for a long time
And a good time too
You can't do shit when it comes to my grind
I done lost my Rollie but I'll get it back in fine time
Bitches cry for me to eat the pussy so I wine dine
Ha
Had a meeting with my apparitions
They told me we got the same pain so I'm never trippin
All blue hundreds but I'm never crippin
Missed the first shot but next time I'm on Scotty Pipen
Young nigga with a vivid vision
Doctor in the game I end it all with the next incision
In the dark with the night vision
I ain't even trippin bitches wondering why I'm acting different
Shut up
Tell that ho be quiet
Niggas talking so much that I gotta count in silence
We just made a whole lot I ain't talking mileage
This that pure nigga shit you dealing with the finest
I just traded all the kindness for the fucking violence
Niggas sleeping they don't even know what the time is
Us breaking out got the whole city fucking wilding
It's KDE and GYBU I'm just being honest
Know a couple old heads money the only thing they reppin
Got way too much respect for them ion ever ask no questions
Look the nigga right in his face say imma need my section
Need a bad bitch and money both figures up from 7
Fuck that imma roll the dice and change that shit to 11
Can't go before my time so imma keep a weapon
Got two bad bitches kissin she gon liquor like Evan
We done got paid more damn tites then the mf then the mf
Drop it drop it drop that ass bitch
Go and go and get that cash bitch
Drop it drop it drop that ass bitch
Go and go and get that cash bitch
Drop it drop drop that ass bitch
Go go get that cash bitch
Drop it drop it drop that ass bitch
Go and go and get that cash bitch
Nigga say I'm acting different
I'm money dancing with a pivot
Told y'all that I'm on a mission
I make it before I make a livin
My side bitch nigga trippin
like de whore then get her Christian
Better keep her from out them streets
Or she gon end up in a collision
I be rappin to much
Been fucking the world so long
I ain't wrapping it up
Lotta rappers with the stories
They just cappin it up
Make this cheddar in my sleep
I'm just nappin it up
Got this bitch from the north
And she backin it up
All the phones got a lot of niggas
Thinking they tough
I been going on a diet
But my pockets is buff
FTF til it's over
We ain't giving it up nigga
Been fucking told y'all niggas
We ain't come around here to play
Pay that everyday
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Even fake demons in the city praying we would stop
It ain't always how it seems when you the writer for the plot
They was supposed keep me out
But I guess they forgot to change the locks
I remember I just wanted to live but that's the old me
Now I give it life just to match that patex with the Rollie
Go to the bank and cash out just to split it with my wooties
I be tryna put my hoes on game them bitches owe me
Talking like they thots but these niggas do not know me
Been thru so many games just to get close to that trophy
Feeling like I'm wayne I take the rap back to 03
No I still ain't change I'm still open like a shonney's
Slaughter all you niggas just to bring the bacon to my momma
Ties are mad deep I promise nigga you don't want no drama
I won't do no sentence but I'm still counting the commas
All I need is me and my shells like my gun Obama
And I been here for a long time
And a good time too
You can't do shit when it comes to my grind
I done lost my Rollie but I'll get it back in fine time
Bitches cry for me to eat the pussy so I wine dine
Ha
Had a meeting with my apparitions
They told me we got the same pain so I'm never trippin
All blue hundreds but I'm never crippin
Missed the first shot but next time I'm on Scotty Pipen
Young nigga with a vivid vision
Doctor in the game I end it all with the next incision
In the dark with the night vision
I ain't even trippin bitches wondering why I'm acting different
Shut up
Tell that ho be quiet
Niggas talking so much that I gotta count in silence
We just made a whole lot I ain't talking mileage
This that pure nigga shit you dealing with the finest
I just traded all the kindness for the fucking violence
Niggas sleeping they don't even know what the time is
Us breaking out got the whole city fucking wilding
It's KDE and GYBU I'm just being honest
Know a couple old heads money the only thing they reppin
Got way too much respect for them ion ever ask no questions
Look the nigga right in his face say imma need my section
Need a bad bitch and money both figures up from 7
Fuck that imma roll the dice and change that shit to 11
Can't go before my time so imma keep a weapon
Got two bad bitches kissin she gon liquor like Evan
We done got paid more damn tites then the mf then the mf
Drop it drop it drop that ass bitch
Go and go and get that cash bitch
Drop it drop it drop that ass bitch
Go and go and get that cash bitch
Drop it drop drop that ass bitch
Go go get that cash bitch
Drop it drop it drop that ass bitch
Go and go and get that cash bitch
Nigga say I'm acting different
I'm money dancing with a pivot
Told y'all that I'm on a mission
I make it before I make a livin
My side bitch nigga trippin
like de whore then get her Christian
Better keep her from out them streets
Or she gon end up in a collision
I be rappin to much
Been fucking the world so long
I ain't wrapping it up
Lotta rappers with the stories
They just cappin it up
Make this cheddar in my sleep
I'm just nappin it up
Got this bitch from the north
And she backin it up
All the phones got a lot of niggas
Thinking they tough
I been going on a diet
But my pockets is buff
FTF til it's over
We ain't giving it up nigga
Been fucking told y'all niggas
We ain't come around here to play
Pay that everyday
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
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Writer(s): Djimon Duvall
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