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DMac on the fucking track
 God damn BJ with another one (ayy, ayy, YoungBoy)
 (Pain only, oh, oh)
 Uh (pain only, oh, oh)
 It's YoungBoy (pain, oh, oh)
 Get yourself together, come on
 You was lovin' him, I was lovin' you
 I'm in love with you but can't be with you
 What the fuck I'm 'posed to do? (What?)
 Treat me like a lame, I don't play games like I don't notice you (like I don't notice)
 What the fuck is it I'm missin' that he givin' that I don't show to you? (That I ain't show)
 I done sat up in the prison all night, wishin' that I'm holdin' you
 Try make my money bring me close to you, I'm feelin' sorry
 Love ain't borrowed, it ain't bought, it won't be taken back tomorrow (taken back tomorrow)
 Filled with shame, this fuckin' game left him stretched out 'bout his boy
 Body left inside the car, they started arguin' about that boy
 Feel like I'm losin' my sane (oh)
 Pain only thing make change
 Before anything, I'm a man (a man)
 You don't want me, then for that nigga, don't change
 I gotta eat too, I'm in the streets, too
 Caught up in some beef, too, I tucked it, I leave you (brrt)
 Pussy nigga, I could reach you (I could reach)
 Teach your bitch a lesson for her to teach you (teach you)
 Exotic cars, glass house but this bitch bulletproof
 That's how you gotta ride around when they wan' get at you (at you)
 Shoot at the whip, jump out this bitch, then go to spin at you
 Everybody that's in gon' hit at you, headshot to finish you
 Shell the fists still throw the tool (baow, baow, go)
 Pain only thing make change
 On the other hand, stackin', tryna keep my sane
 God is the reason I'm clutchin', they wan' bust my brain (mmm)
 No, I can't trust her all 'cause she converse about feelin' my man, dirty game
 Feel like I'm losin' my sane
 Pain only thing make change
 Before anything, I'm a man
 You don't want me, then for that nigga, don't change
 I thought you loved a nigga for a nigga
 I come to you, won't be neglected
 She might want sex me, don't ask your bestie, she don't want you or the man
 Seen a nigga, he looked like a dyke until they told me what his name
 Your face and neck, you got my name
 Won't give a fuck 'bout if you changed
 Tryna make a dollar while I watch my partner
 They won't see me lose my dignity
 Money don't bring class, I'm Brady bad, they cannot get to me
 Half a ticket to this bitch, still, she is not shit to me
 Bullets tearin' through the car, they plan on binnin' me
 Or pity from property, I'm stuck in this economy
 I put money in they pockets although they still plan on robbin' me
 Knowin' I gotta watch 'em, I don't like 'em for to ride with me
 Know that I'm a dada, might still pay 'em for to slide for me
 Roller coaster, get on top of me, fuck me good, see my face, lookin' at me
 Or kiss the diamond, I close my eyes and vision so much that I see
 Could barely sleep, I barely eat, I roll that dope up in the mornin'
 Crack of dawn, we catch him comin' out his house, we crack his doorman
 Head off
 Drive right, flyin' past, we see police
 Bro, take that pin from out your gun
 Don't be scared, nah
 We get caught, we gon' beat this shit
 Might be two years before we done
 Get the drop, we blitz that shit
 We fight, we whippin' shit, it ain't never one on one (ain't never one on one)
 That's my lil' brother, I know he thuggin'
 It's gon' go down, he had me come
 Feel like I'm losin' my sane
 Pain only thing make change
 Before anything, I'm a man
 You don't want me, then for that nigga, don't change
 

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Duration
02:36
Key
1
Tempo
80 BPM

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