Not a Pain Song
See I was bout' to spit a pain song
But I just switched my feelins' off I think this bass a pain drop
At this point it's only songs you make flop
I'll turn an opp bitch to an esky just to see you bang opps
You aint' box, nah you niggas aint' box
We can make your ears ring, same way we aint' knock nigga
You aint' boss
Take your bitch that's bankrob
He was dictatin' a statement to the feds, adolph
If he singing to the feds he losin' sight like Ray Charles
Oh shit my finger itchin' but for this cant take halls
Niggas stand on shit that they aint' even doing, fake tall
Bitch, in this wood I'll face yall
Wait naw' I got to paint the picture proper
Same way you painted gold onto your chain but it was copper'
Not a day go by that I ain't wonder bout' a dollar
But I'd rather have a dollar than be livin' in dishonor
You aint'
You aint' cut em, had you cut cause you was stuntin' wit em
Bass drummer, you gon kick they get confronted nigga
I cant be the nigga who be stayin' round a hunnid niggas
I would rather have my one nigga who a hunnid' nigga
Off the X, broski check you reachin' for my shit
And she like these karats like a rabbit she be diggin' it
I just had to grow my money up just like an infant kid
Pullup gave me top she called me baby so I kicked the crib
In the middle of a sitch, everyday new prollems'
It ain't addin' up this wood the only way to solve em'
Bitch I'm comin' off FL just like SpottemGottem
I get to the top I can't fall off cause I don't fuck wit Autumn
Bitch I step into designer not the panda droppin'
In the boof just heating up like this shit Panasonic
And I'm poised, in for the bag so ain't no need for toxic
How you cross me
Leave me upside-down and say that we demonic
Fuck a gin and tonic tho today a lazy day
Gaze into my future when I'm phasin', shit I made a way
Everytime I hear about some shit that you aint' need to say
I could call you goofy as a bitch but aint' no need to say it
Shhhhh
Aint' no need to say it
Learned to keep composure cause I know the bag aint' got no patience
And I know sum broke niggas and a bag that'd prolly' save em
(Shhhhh)
Made some choices my life like an ultimatum
See I was bout' to spit a pain song
But I just switched my feelins' off I think this bass a pain drop
At this point it's only songs you make flop
I'll turn an opp bitch to an esky just to see you bang opps
You aint' box, nah you niggas aint' box
We can make your ears ring, same way we aint' knock nigga
You aint' boss
Take your bitch thats bankrob
He was dictatin' a statement to the feds, adolph
Mask
You aint' even ask nigga
Pack
You aint' even gotta ask nigga
Rat
I aint' even gotta ask niggas
They was tellin' me bout' business that wasn't they business
Niggas like an app, they be buggin trippin'
It aint' even bout a lap runnin' through they bitches
Sum bout this beat got me out my feelins'
Was just prayin' on my knees beggin' for some healin'
See I was bout' to spit a pain song
But I just switched my feelins' off I think this bass a pain drop
At this point it's only songs you make flop
I'll turn an opp bitch to an esky just to see you bang opps
You aint' box, nah you niggas aint' box
We can make your ears ring, same way we aint' knock nigga
You aint' boss
Take your bitch thats bankrob
He was dictatin' a statement to the feds, adolph
But I just switched my feelins' off I think this bass a pain drop
At this point it's only songs you make flop
I'll turn an opp bitch to an esky just to see you bang opps
You aint' box, nah you niggas aint' box
We can make your ears ring, same way we aint' knock nigga
You aint' boss
Take your bitch that's bankrob
He was dictatin' a statement to the feds, adolph
If he singing to the feds he losin' sight like Ray Charles
Oh shit my finger itchin' but for this cant take halls
Niggas stand on shit that they aint' even doing, fake tall
Bitch, in this wood I'll face yall
Wait naw' I got to paint the picture proper
Same way you painted gold onto your chain but it was copper'
Not a day go by that I ain't wonder bout' a dollar
But I'd rather have a dollar than be livin' in dishonor
You aint'
You aint' cut em, had you cut cause you was stuntin' wit em
Bass drummer, you gon kick they get confronted nigga
I cant be the nigga who be stayin' round a hunnid niggas
I would rather have my one nigga who a hunnid' nigga
Off the X, broski check you reachin' for my shit
And she like these karats like a rabbit she be diggin' it
I just had to grow my money up just like an infant kid
Pullup gave me top she called me baby so I kicked the crib
In the middle of a sitch, everyday new prollems'
It ain't addin' up this wood the only way to solve em'
Bitch I'm comin' off FL just like SpottemGottem
I get to the top I can't fall off cause I don't fuck wit Autumn
Bitch I step into designer not the panda droppin'
In the boof just heating up like this shit Panasonic
And I'm poised, in for the bag so ain't no need for toxic
How you cross me
Leave me upside-down and say that we demonic
Fuck a gin and tonic tho today a lazy day
Gaze into my future when I'm phasin', shit I made a way
Everytime I hear about some shit that you aint' need to say
I could call you goofy as a bitch but aint' no need to say it
Shhhhh
Aint' no need to say it
Learned to keep composure cause I know the bag aint' got no patience
And I know sum broke niggas and a bag that'd prolly' save em
(Shhhhh)
Made some choices my life like an ultimatum
See I was bout' to spit a pain song
But I just switched my feelins' off I think this bass a pain drop
At this point it's only songs you make flop
I'll turn an opp bitch to an esky just to see you bang opps
You aint' box, nah you niggas aint' box
We can make your ears ring, same way we aint' knock nigga
You aint' boss
Take your bitch thats bankrob
He was dictatin' a statement to the feds, adolph
Mask
You aint' even ask nigga
Pack
You aint' even gotta ask nigga
Rat
I aint' even gotta ask niggas
They was tellin' me bout' business that wasn't they business
Niggas like an app, they be buggin trippin'
It aint' even bout a lap runnin' through they bitches
Sum bout this beat got me out my feelins'
Was just prayin' on my knees beggin' for some healin'
See I was bout' to spit a pain song
But I just switched my feelins' off I think this bass a pain drop
At this point it's only songs you make flop
I'll turn an opp bitch to an esky just to see you bang opps
You aint' box, nah you niggas aint' box
We can make your ears ring, same way we aint' knock nigga
You aint' boss
Take your bitch thats bankrob
He was dictatin' a statement to the feds, adolph
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Writer(s): Essi Lc
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