Lyrics: Robert Michael Phillips
Music: Lacoste James/Robert Michael Phillips
Mmmm
Mmm,Mmmmmmm,for tell yall
Take a walk in these size 10's
And tell world aint't no love inside the hearts of man
So use your mind and think wise
no skateboardin I'm on the grind
Bitch I'm on a full stomach
Big thirty, shiesty on my face, I'm ready to bbrrt something
Wait fire up my cigarettes
Nike how l get a check
Stepping out of bounds l'ma blow this whistle
hit you with a tech
Beat you from the shoulder, overhand you like a soldier
Pissed me off'cause they was talking out their ass
l'ma put my foot in that
Oh l done been to hell and back, twice I'm a felon, yeah
Cheese eaters be acting like Martin ain't running and telling that, damn
The reaper took my dog but he wasn't really yet
But l been pushing that shit so long
I'm starting to feel like l'm heaven set nigga
Yeah, let me catch my wind before l go back in
and l'ma tell you about my lifestyle
See a win is what l recommend
but I'm taking losses right now
So when I pick this pipe up l'ma make me a nigga pipe down
**** nigga
How you cross a nigga that was loyal, what the **** nigga?
Stand on business in any sitiation, l'don't trust niggas
Took my time l never take the stand because my nuts bigger
Backed up my baby, my man blew her up,so now you stuck with her, bitch
Sometimes l wonder
How the hell been through more shit than a plumber
I'm trying to keep my head above water without going under
that shit be so wrong
Probably got the ring worm cause l been getting it out the mud for so long
Pain!
Indictment papers with them people in murder
We all got a story,my shit just a little deeper than yours, you heard me
Pay attention l get deep with them words
you heard me, oh you heard me
Indictment papers with them people in murder
We all got a story,my shit just a little deeper than yours, you heard me
Scuba diva l get deep with them words,
you heard me, oh you heard me
Just did ten years touch down, now I'm in the red zone
Throwing rocks at the penitentiary, now it's time to head home
Mother's day came around l had done boughe some roses and some flowers
finna to take it to her grave
But l couldn't find her ****ing headstone
Pain!
I need answers
Thinking with my dick, so now my baby need some pampers
All inside a nigga bushes like a happy camper
Cause Revenue the joker, he gon' laugh when he stamped yah, bitch
They say l got a ****ed up attitude
The same day l lost my mom l lost my mother****ing daddy too
It's too much pussy in the world for there to just be word about one girl
That killed his wife and he murked himself
that ain't some shit your ****ing daddy do
Going through some things, man
And it get harder,but you gotta maintain
It get harder but you gotta maintain, baby
Uh, guess Jesus took the wheel, l
Took the police on the foot chase just so I can foot the bill
l'm Whipping up coke inside ofa potso l can cook up a meal
My Homies died over the years, l've shed so many tears now
One thing l know it could be worth
Don't even write incursive no more,l feel like l'm, Cursed
They hollering ten to twenty life,he say he real, he know he lied
He took his ass up in the feds and he got him a Rule 35
But you knowl touch a 36 as for 35, look
The judge will hit your brother with years for bout thirty times, look
Ain't gotta tell me l know your stomach was full of them butterflies, look
But you took they pussy ass to trial, look
Bu I'm hollerin'
Put me in the game, coach
Feel my ****ing pain, woah
I been outcha thuggin, what the **** l'ma complain for?
You been outcha beefin' past ten, you with the same smoke
Ain't puffin'on nobody, come in here gangsta, you ain't gang ho
I don't want nosympathy, thisshit, y'all be the G in me
I look in the mirror and I can see the real that they see in me, yeah
I done been to hell and back, my niggas in jail but l'm still intact
My dog got whacked when I catch that boy up and out here, bitch
l'ma peel it back
Pain!