Benji's 4 the Pain

You ain't even gotta ask
you ain't even gotta ask
You ain't even gotta

Might hop out the back if I'm under attack
I been thumbing through hundreds tryna play with these racks
Baby I'ma keep it solid you don't even got a ask
I'ma run up a bag even down to my last
I might use a couple bills for the pain like a tissue
If I hit the red button we'll take off like a missile
I can tell them all my pain but they would never listen
Couple commas in my bank only thing that fix it
Been through some shit nobody knows why a good die young just the way it goes
Came from the streets ain't do life I chose
They Ain't worried about game they only worried about them bows
Tryna make another way out for my folks
Folks cap all day all the lies been told
That's why the real ones keep them close
Seems like the problems I'm face grows

Ain't got no team cause everybody traded
Counting these stacks got me feeling amazing
Tryna cop a new whip with some butterfly doors
Can't slip up stand on ten toes
One love ain't got no hoes I leave the damn eaters for the bros
Only see me flex up for a post
Stay out the way been posted in the yo
How could you treat me as lesser?
Ain't got no time the good die young so all of my problems address them(before I die young)
I changed my lifestyle now they shocked tryna hop out that whip it's electric
That shit cause blood, sweat, and tears like all of the time I invested
You know that I spit straight pressure

Might hop out the back if I'm under attack
I been thumbing through hundreds tryna play with these racks
Baby I'ma keep it solid you don't even got a ask
I'ma run up a bag even down to my last
I might use a couple bills for the pain like a tissue
If I hit the red button we'll take off like a missile
I can tell them all my pain but they would never listen
Couple commas in my bank only thing that fix it
Been through some shit nobody knows why a good die young just the way it goes
Came from the streets ain't do life I chose
They Ain't worried about game they only worried about them bows
Tryna make another way out for my folks
Folks cap all day all the lies been told That's why the real ones keep them close
Seems like the problems I'm face grows
I might use a couple bills for the pain like a tissue
If I hit the red button we'll take off like a missile
I can tell them all my pain but they would never listen
Couple commas in my bank only thing that fix it
Been through some shit nobody knows why a good die young just the way it goes
Came from the streets ain't do life I chose
They Ain't worried about game they only worried about them bows



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Writer(s): A K A
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