Pain In Him

Man, it's Friday and I still ain't seen no Paycheck

Read a message, don't text her back, bitches Hate that

See lil' nappy head with that Glock, he gone Spray that

Ayy, clean up well like Ajax

These **** with me hate rats and roaches

Gotta watch them, they say hatin' shit and They act like they jokin

It get hard, I go harder ford tough I ain't foldin

Ayy, vibin' with some bitches full of shrooms, We out bowlin

Leave your phone at the crib when it's real and We out rollin

Kissin' on her pussy, then I look up in her eyes

Missionary diggin', put your legs to the sky

How you know if you can't do this shit if you Ain't try

It's the principle, don't care about what you Did, why you lie

You hit hard on the dice, well, give me these Coming out

Lane Luther ****, play', I'm gon' shoot a ****

Pussy fat sit up in her pants like a cougar in Them

Gotta win by any means, ****, ain't no loser in Him

He don't trust nobody at all, he got pain in him

He don't trust nobody at all, he got pain in him

Ayy, nah, I wouldn't be wrong, I told you, stop That playing

And step your shit up, Shit, I been goin' Through it

All these losses, I been fucked up, Got this ho Mad at me

Cause I don't wanna fuck her, Bitch, I ain't Worried

About no pussy, gotta get my money up, Homie locked down

A year ago, now he three hundred up, Ayy, the Grind pay off

When you consistent and focused, huh? I'mon **** head

With this music and they know it, huh? See me Popping shit

But that love hate to show it, huh? Ayy, super Soaker on me

In the coupe, this ain't no water gun, Dope Prices low

Like it come from across the border, I'm on all Type of

Hell cat, loud piper , Twenty-three, Michael,I Can pull a

All-nighter, I might fuck, I might hit the bitch But want wife her

Can't lie, you sexy, you cute, but this bag nice

He don't trust nobody at all, he got pain in him

He don't trust nobody at all, he got pain in him

He don't trust nobody at all, he got pain in him