Pain </3 Pt. 2 (Bonus Track)

(album: wxstnb - 2021)

I got some haters that wan' see me down on my ass, so I gotta proving 'em wrong
I'mma keep winning, I finna keep getting them W's getting money off of songs
I got all black on my hoodie all black on my outfit, look like my name King Kong
I already know I'm a star up in outer space, look like my name Neil like Strong

I'm breaking that back like a Pringle
Fuck a relationship, I'm staying single
Know when I smile, I'm showing my dimples
He got a problem it's alright, it's simple
Choppa gon' shoot, know it pop like a pimple
Everyone copying me like a stencil
Hit 'em with lead like a paper and pencil
Said I'll blow up 'cause I got some potential

I'm playing that boy like it's Madden
I'm in the cut like I just fucking stabbed them
Smoking that nigga pal like he a dab pen
Sike nigga, I don't fuck with no dab pens
I never thought this shit woulda happen
Making money off of rapping
Called that lil nigga a bum, 'cause if we see that boy you know we gon' zap 'em
A lot of niggas, you capping, but I know niggas that really be trapping
I know some bloods and some crips, so please don't ask if I really be strapped, man
Like Mission Impossible that boy want action
Said you gon' slaughter me, but nothing happen
Thinking we cool I won't dap him
Going up, getting some traction
Gas, we lit up my chest
I know I got all these lil' niggas pressed
I feel like my name is [?] 'cause all of these nigga don't wan' come touch me
But then she pull up with the XD
Shawty won't stop, she been sexting me
My heart broken, it's temporary
I'mma bounce back in February
Uh, had to tell bro to be worried
Just made fourteen bands, just made me a [?]
Mess with gang, you end up in a coffin
Hackers really wanna get my login
Don't give a fuck, now I'm shit talking
Cameras on me and I talk like I'm vlogging
She wanna lick on me like I'm a [?]
My money talk, your money real little like Stuart
First show, seven on tour
Only can't realize niggas on me, gotta keep my heart and my soul real pure
I got so many lil niggas sick 'cause I start going up, so I give them a cure
I put my middle finger all up in they faces so niggas see that I'm here to stay

I'm getting money I get it every single day, but you can't say the same
I already know that I made some mistakes I know we know that I'm not a saint
I put my suffering inside of my music, just know that this shit cause me pain
My momma taught me to never lie, so I been speaking the truth ever since
When you start going up, niggas gonna hate on everything that you do
But I'm at a point where I don't give two shits, so this point about you
About all the shit that you said you do
If we pulled up on you, then you going mute
I'm tired of love, I think that shit a ruse
I'm tired of getting my heart used

So fuck it, I'll kill these beats
I talk through the internet, talking through tweets
I got some power, I feel like Tariq
I made a mil, I'm not talking 'bout Meek
I got that ice cream all on my Tee
Wonder why, baby, I am unique
Get to the point like I am a [?]

I'm breaking that back like a Pringle
Fuck a relationship, I'm staying single
Know when I smile, I'm showing my dimples
He got a problem it's alright, it's simple
Choppa gon' shoot, know it pop like a pimple
Everyone copying me like a stencil
Hit 'em with lead like a paper and pencil
Said I'll blow up 'cause I got some potential

I got some haters that wan' see me down on my ass, so I gotta proving 'em wrong
I'mma keep winning, I finna keep getting them W's getting money off of songs
I got all black on my hoodie all black on my outfit, look like my name King Kong
I already know I'm a star up in outer space, look like my name Neil like Strong