Pain

Bossed up never let it change me, 4's up can't nobody tell me i ain't come a long way Ain't happen overnight had to rap at open mics With the killers and dealers down, Broughton Street, creep through the trouble keep caution Peep mothers lose sons, weep often Been a wave maker with the pesos i ain't talking Tybee Cruise through the rocky road, got a nigga icy Pressure been motivation, f*ck a record deal Forever, the corporation I been talking leverage, big business over mentions I'm into net, you internet, know the difference The coalition got a taste for the finer things in life Remind us, how a nigga wired Sallie Mae need 100k could've copped a Benz Album like the roof, finna drop again Who got the sauce, been a boss off rip Bae blade inside her clutch, let a nigga talk slick Cut friends, grew up feeling Pure Pain Pockets on Barack, short change Made it stretch now the checks back spasm Word to Haslem, moving forward with the heat a nigga mastered Mixed in the hustle, I see no distraction No cripping, blue strips on the C-notes I stack She tripped on me back then, I switched up the tactic And touchdown dugout the hoe, I'm Bo Jack- Son, really whats the deal? Quiet with our moves, screaming that you real When the verdict in the streets, we were curving the police Know the judge winging it, serving 10 a piece Make a nigga dip for that dirty blue cheese If you get it, better act like you ain't got it Funny how you hustle for a living when they want you in the system Or to die for the profit, I'm saying Been a victim to the pain, kept the vision through it all No switch-up on my dogs could you say the same Forever riding with the gang, like we above the law Me and all my dogs, riding for the family name Past filled with pain, it's haunting me Can I live, can I live Past filled with pain, it's haunting me Can I live, can I live Bossed up never let it change me, 4's up can't nobody tell me i ain't come a long way