Expensive Pain Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
10 of them, gone fast, nigga, real quick, like Nigga, this a super trap, marijuana, my kryptonite
Bags land, get em in overnight I'm the man, nigga, come pick a price
I done, sold so much shit, it blew lil' shawty mind
She thought her nigga was a trapper until she hopped in my ride
Ooh, now I'm feelin' on her thigh Ooh, let me show you somethin, baby
I control the market, any minute I can up the price
Glizzy on me tucked, think you tough, nigga, try your luck
I done doubled up, nigga, softer than a powder puff
Yeah, I got a lot of racks, this came from a pile of stuff
Switchin' up my schedule like a nigga work a Panama
I got two mops on me now like the janitor Paper in my hand like a panhandler
I'm workin' eight different moves like a tarantula
Don't drop that social security card, cause we scammin' ya
Don't drop that social security card, cause we hackin' shit
And don't be preachin' all that shit if you don't practice it
I know some lil' niggas who ride around in the back of whips
And for the right ticket, they hop out and they whack your bitch
Smokin' Za, cruisin' 26 in my rear view
Lotta ball out ya right now, but I'ma steer through
Got a call and he want a bag, finna get near you
His phone ain't on' shit when he open the bag, the weed on mute
I ain't tryna chill, nigga, I on a different time
Yeah, I ain't tryna fuck, baby, you can't read my mind
If I ain't answerin' the phone, read between the lines
All that naggin' that you doin, fuckin' up my grind
All that naggin' that you doin, fuckin' up the vibe
In the meantime, I just made another five
Fifteen bands, one day, one line
One man, I don't need a whole drumline
One man, I don't need a whole drumline
All that naggin' that you doin, fuckin' up the vibe
In the meantime, I just made another five
Got this shit lined up like the lunch line
This shit,rite here called expensive pain
Fifteen bands, one day, one line
One man, I don't need a whole drumline
I done been through all kinda stuff, I done seen a lotta shit
Sometimes profit, nothing other times, I make a lot of it
Two cell phones, I'm too deep, I can't stop now
Niggas boxed in, I be focused on gettin' the box out
Tired as a bitch, but I don't got no time to clock out
When I post the zaza, I gotta put pound props now
We be runnin' through this shit so fast, we need a lot now
Soon as I roll in to Charleston, got the trap on lockdown
This shit that I be feelin' called expensive pain
Yeah, it's risky, but if we win, it's a major gain
I be talkin' to my son like I'm major pain
It ain't about how you get it, bro, just create a lane
A lotta niggas ain't in the game, cause you gotta pay to play
A lotta niggas don't think about the future, they thinkin' day-to-day
I get in my mode, I get in my bag, and I create a way
This shit ain't checkers, nigga, it's chess, and I call a spade a spade
This shit that I be feelin' called expensive pain
This shit that I be feelin' called expensive pain
Yeah, put a lot of change on yo brain