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Stunna Gambino

Pain Killers

 

Pain Killers

(album: Underrated - 2019)


C-Coming from the next lane
Thank god I made it through the drama
Shit I'm improving momma

I got kicked out of my crib I ain't know where to go
Now I got V12s on the wraith they be like "There he go"
My dog was on that life support but he ain't make it though
I fell down to my knees why they had to take the bro
I just be dripping too hard no you can't copy me
I'm coming straight out the mud we was in that poverty
They said I wouldn't reach the stars them niggas doubted me
They still gon' smile up in my face talking bout they proud of me

My ex bitch left when I was broke now that bitch missing out
Don't hit my line, don't text my phone I know you need me now
I was downbad on my dick I took a different route
I had to clearout my mind let all these demons out
Shit, I'm still fighting these demons cause of the life I chose
I chose the streets over family that's just how life goes
I fell victim to the streets that corner took my soul
My dog got caught up in that system he ain't make it home
Thank god I made it through the drama
I done made it out the rain
I done made you cry so many times but I'm improving momma
I done came up and made a name
Music all I got so I can't, so I can't lose though momma
Now I can't lose
I was out here toting em' glizzies acting a fool
Now I'm making thousands off music with all these views
Give a fuck about a bitch if she leave it's all cool
Cause I'ma do me the same way you doing you
I might just flex on you with that brand new bentley coupe
Mix the, VVS with baguettes now they dancing under the moon
I pop out Mike Amiri got Givenchy on my shoes
I remember when they talked down on me
Now they on my dick they all some clowns to me, they all some clowns to me
They ain't real they ain't never hold it down for me

I got kicked out of my crib I ain't know where to go
Now I got V12s on the wraith they be like "There he go"
My dog was on that life support but he ain't make it though
I fell down to my knees why they had to take the bro
I just be dripping too hard no you can't copy me
I'm coming straight out the mud we was in that poverty
They said I wouldn't reach the stars them niggas doubted me
They still gon' smile up in my face talking bout they proud of me

done

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