PAIN2MILLIONS Lyrics

Different vibes

Ugh they getting funny

Different holes

Guess this different money

Different bitches

Hol up

Different bitches

Ugh they getting to me

Fuck them bitches

You come around we don't discuss them bitches

Other niggas

That's all they be around is other niggas

Fuck them niggas

They don't got no money like me

They ain't have to get this from mud

They ain't come from the jungle

They ain't really

With it nigga

To the other world where we sending niggas

I be damned if I'm a be the victim nigga

Gotta bananas clips I'll pill a nigga ugh

Really nigga

Talkin golden but I been the ticket nigga

Running laps cuz I ain't even finished nigga

I ain't stopping money getting bigger bigger ugh

Different figures

Different cuz I been a business nigga

Different now they call me mister nigga

Different dripper now they want a picture nigga

Different then the past tense

Different comments when I drop a caption

Different reasons that a nigga packing

All this money got me living lavish ughh

Ima Different nigga but bitches a still a call me fake

Different nigga I earned the shit that I was born to take

Jumping through loops when it's path

Some niggas called it fait

Remember I was down bad to a buck but still I made a way

Ain't a hero but saved the day

Made it happen in crazy ways

Made sure that my niggas ate

And always made sure my sister straight

You would never understand about them dollars

Til yo family change

We will never understand shit about streets

But still we play the game

I'm tryn make it out this cage

Tryn give my niggas fame

I'm tryn reach that level

That my niggas ain't that's in a grave

Drizzy said it's harder to fit in when you custom made

So everytime I spit a rhyme I leave the room disarrayed

I tryn make it with this fame

Tryn make it for my gang

I'm Tryn give them a new lane

I'm trying just to make a change

Tryn make a different

Gave me lemons made it minutemade

Tryn disconnect but all this pain I got done got me paid

Where was y'all when I needed

Just to call just to speak with

Just to ball for the weekend

Now I cut em off and they need me

I was the same before the cheese

Now that I got the ball and they feining

Back then they wouldn't see me

Now that applauded when they greet me

I expect the hate

But the hugs never come after

I expect loved

But I guess my cupid turning into casper

Instead giving love to them

I put my love next to my passion

Instead of being the laughing stock

My stock just laughing at you bastards

Bye bye

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