Feel My Pain, Pt. 2

I'm tryna reach the top these niggas wanna see me hit bikini bottom They taking credit for murders and they ain't even shot em Ain't even rob em they grabbed cuttas to solve them problems Got word some niggas want kill me but they ain't in my Column No they ain't in my bracket I find out all them niggas weak spots and my dog attack it Them niggas used to reach out now they reaching for they ratchet F*ck a stripe I ain't no Boy Scout I don't need no patches or no back up dancers It's like they don't believe in riding alone They killed ty make me wanna go and hide in his home Wait till he get back to his crib and put 5 in his dome And 20 more for all them nights I had to get through the storm I had to get out the rain Was shackled up in St. Bernard I'm glad I got out them chains Be you turned yo gun on me I can't forgive you you lame Glizzy back in on attempts I know he going insane I know he wishing he changed I know he wishing he listened Cause I'm the same Nigga that would preach before we went on them missions Same Nigga that's gone tell you think before you go licking Drive through a Nigga hood like Popeyes cause I know that they chicken Real niggas never know when they coming home cause they charges still pending I got dirt on my jacket I got blood on my shoes and bodies all on my ratchet Pussies killing the rats I call it itchy and scratchy Hit a lick and it's successful only time that we happy But we always been graceful Even nights with no lights and no food on the table I see brothers kill each other this the new Kane and Abel I seen niggas kill they self because they mental unstable Ain't nobody gone save you This the thoughts of a G Feelings of a nigga I ain't have a job in bout 2 years ima drug dealer Traded out my heart for money bags cause I know love kill ya Gotta try to stay warm I know this world cold like late December And I know Nate remember Couldn't eat breakfast cause we had to save them plates for dinner Grinding all summer just so we could see a safe winter Spitta said f*ck me I felt like he couldn't save a Nigga But that's what made a Nigga It made me go harder Learn from my lessons and now I'm so smart In that water I turn a plan of wood into Noah's arch I could show you killas and rats you couldn't tell apart This the realest shit left in the game I gotta leave a mark I gotta make a way They gone look at me like John madden when I make a play Carmel Draco going nuts if they don't pay today Cause they don't know I need that Benz truck for ceedy Kay and shhh Ain't make the funeral but I got love for Wanda bug and jay For Nate mike and Kush La glizzy just went back to jail And I just talked to Dutt Rex hit my like the other day like bitch you looking good Kash dropping freestyle from the can screaming out free boogie