Drownin My Pain

Young Minty
YM
The Revolution
(Yeaa yea...)

Dolce Gabanna my feet
My mistakes are disturbing my peace
Back then I was known as a theif
We ducking and dodging police
I got a lot on my mind
Im supposed to be vacation
Drowning my pain in the cup and we sippin this liqour this blunt in rotation

I take a trip out LA, I kick it like Pele my niggas hit me on the telly
Aint gotta ask if im ready, we trap out the chevy, i eat it like mama spaghetti
Smoking on scotty and these fruity pebbles
Niggas keep talking can't get on my level
Ran that back up and this shit accidental
I slide in that hoopty before i go rental

I took the harder route, this process just isn't the fastest
I got my past tryna haunt me while I'm with my niggas and we in Calabasas
Got so much pain on my body, I used to sleep on my talents now balling's a hobby
Shorty gon gimmie that sloppy
How you gon switch on a nigga you told me "you love me"
Baby cuz i put you first
I coulda copped you a purse
How you gon lie to my face
You gotta stand on your words
She know how to get on my nerves
She turned to a whole different person
I thought it would've been worth it
I smile through the pain but im hurting

Drowning my pain in the club
Drew got a glock and it's tucked
Spectators they thought it was luck
OG in my chest it's a must
We sliding VV to the function
Right now i dont need no interruptions
Right now im the topic of discussion
You lied on my name that's disgusting

Baby just come to my section
I'm in the club with my weapon
Me and my niggas we steppin
My dawg passed away and i felt it
People keep hitting my phone
Cant reach my line im ignorning em'
Balenciagas on my feet... I hit rodeo cop more of em'
Balency, balency, balency and louie the shades
Them haters gon creep on my page
We made it out through the maze
We focus on plays but baby still stuck in my ways
Versace my buckle, glock on my hip aint no need for these knuckles
Hoes on my roster I keep em on shuffle
Been pushing p gotta stick to my hustle

Drowning my pain in the club
Drew got a glock and it's tucked
Spectators they thought it was luck
OG in my chest it's a must
We sliding VV to the function
Right now i dont need no interruptions
Right now im the topic of discussion
You lied on my name that's disgusting

I take a trip out LA, I kick it like Pele my niggas hit me on the telly
Aint gotta ask if im ready, we trap out the chevy, i eat it like mama spaghetti
Smoking on scotty and these fruity pebbles
Niggas keep talking can't get on my level
Ran that back up and this shit accidental
I slide in that hoopty before i go rental

(Yeaaa)



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Writer(s): Nigel Mintah
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