Ghetto Pain
Yeahh Yeahh
Double cup wit so much purple, i'm already gone
Praying god text me back tell me he made it home
They ask me when i'm gone sign a mill i said i won't be long
Once My angel grab my palm i won't let it go
I heard pressha make diamonds
And my ice Just like waterrr
Still made it out the gutta shining
But it not even fourth quarter
I find it crazy how that case turned to a delay
Stars on the ceiling smokin thraxx like it's a bday
Plead fa my freedom but they won't give me no mo leeway
I got it off bently just like one off the CA
Got tired of losing so i learned tha game, it's a cold world a chance now, just tryna make A name
He walked inside the industry he just got in the game
Life through a hook me, i ain't have no umbrella, couldn't let the chance pass, i hooped Through the rain
This that ghetto thug love, you the one i be on
Ain't speaking to no oops i close my eyes we turn his hood to a theme song
I got my check in all at once i went an bought my dream home
Walking in like a mystery i fake it this double cup get my lean on
I hope once that dealin come they reimburse me
I'm demon driving but i'm god given its worth it
Tha game need a heart i put my lyrics in it im certain
Can't even remember last night, percocets beat away the hurtin
I heard pressha make diamonds
And my ice Just like waterrr
Still made it out the gutta shining
But it not even fourth quarter
He got hit up now that DOA turned to a DA
No ordinary artist now my songs always on replay
My kidneys failing me, and imma sell both em on ebay
Feelin' like martin i need gina im tryna see anotha day
Not tryna lose it so i burned my pain, it's a hurting turn a handout, thought he could save Tha game
Ghetto angels calling me my vlone got all they names
Like fuck the game this music bringing pain
I been hurt so much i'm blind to it the blind be leading the game
Got my feet back under me, my mind and heart been outta place
Missing my angels all in the back my time worsened with this drank
Angels calling me i can hear it every time they sang
And it bring out pain
I heard pressha make diamonds
And my ice Just like waterrr
Still made it out the gutta shining
But it not even fourth quarter
Double cup wit so much purple, i'm already gone
Praying god text me back tell me he made it home
They ask me when i'm gone sign a mill i said i won't be long
Once My angel grab my palm i won't let it go
I heard pressha make diamonds
And my ice Just like waterrr
Still made it out the gutta shining
But it not even fourth quarter
I find it crazy how that case turned to a delay
Stars on the ceiling smokin thraxx like it's a bday
Plead fa my freedom but they won't give me no mo leeway
I got it off bently just like one off the CA
Got tired of losing so i learned tha game, it's a cold world a chance now, just tryna make A name
He walked inside the industry he just got in the game
Life through a hook me, i ain't have no umbrella, couldn't let the chance pass, i hooped Through the rain
This that ghetto thug love, you the one i be on
Ain't speaking to no oops i close my eyes we turn his hood to a theme song
I got my check in all at once i went an bought my dream home
Walking in like a mystery i fake it this double cup get my lean on
I hope once that dealin come they reimburse me
I'm demon driving but i'm god given its worth it
Tha game need a heart i put my lyrics in it im certain
Can't even remember last night, percocets beat away the hurtin
I heard pressha make diamonds
And my ice Just like waterrr
Still made it out the gutta shining
But it not even fourth quarter
He got hit up now that DOA turned to a DA
No ordinary artist now my songs always on replay
My kidneys failing me, and imma sell both em on ebay
Feelin' like martin i need gina im tryna see anotha day
Not tryna lose it so i burned my pain, it's a hurting turn a handout, thought he could save Tha game
Ghetto angels calling me my vlone got all they names
Like fuck the game this music bringing pain
I been hurt so much i'm blind to it the blind be leading the game
Got my feet back under me, my mind and heart been outta place
Missing my angels all in the back my time worsened with this drank
Angels calling me i can hear it every time they sang
And it bring out pain
I heard pressha make diamonds
And my ice Just like waterrr
Still made it out the gutta shining
But it not even fourth quarter
Credits
Writer(s): Justin Pankey
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