Nothing Left

Yeah Long live Pain we from Gotta paint this picture Gonna run til outta breath Build my own need no one else Never starve, nor will I fail Marathon til nothing left So I jog til I prevail Get a pace and find my step Pool of blood all on the steps Hold his head til nothing left, life Wasting no time Took losses while I was on grind Ain't need me no help Knew of my purpose to shine Stayed elevated I climbed, for me to excel Folks was just taking they shots Waiting for me just to bubble, ain't need me ah deal Chasing my way to the cream, neighborhood number is two one five That's word to Meek Mill Took my bro hit at me home Got me more guns ammunition I'm armored and shield Ain't going in vain, run alone Closing my eyes while I smile cause I picture him still Voicemails of him all in my phone Mafioso like we Corleone's That's just what it is Preferring the wealth over fame Master P of my hood making change They screaming my name, Yeah Different hoes they feed me game For me just to slip and give my brain Price for the cost that's of the game Lane of my own will never change Our souls should be shackled up in chains Sacrificed it for niggas Some backstabbing knifing ass niggas I'm living so righteous my niggas Hearing or seeing no evil I won't even speaketh Gonna run til outta breath Build my own need no one else Never starve, nor will I fail Marathon til nothing left So I jog til I prevail Get a pace and find my step Pool of blood all on the steps Hold his head til nothing left Taking my time Pacing no racing my grind Got ah Rolex for the time? Booger the bezel to shine Loving the way that it hit it relaxes my mind Bro hit relax and recline Dion while I'm at my prime See how the time fly by Get sleep to rest my eyes Petite like Sunset Drive Brown skin the sexiest thighs Cool whipped caramel eyes She got the coolest vibe Stacking our bread we grind Remind me of you and I Winning the pace of this marathon Stacking our paper til it's in the sky I got it you get it my nigga We living forever an that be no lie, yeah Gonna run til outta breath Build my own need no one else Never starve, nor will I fail Marathon til nothing left So I jog til I prevail Get a pace and find my step Pool of blood all on the steps Hold his head til nothing left Yeah Hold his head til nothing left, yeah Hold his head til nothing left Pool of blood all on the steps Hold his head til nothing left In his body was six shells Hold his head til nothing left, life