Suicide Pains

We started off no cash With no money in my pocket But I've grinding hard yeah Till I made it My mama pray for me every night Before she goto bed But I don't why these days I feel so bad She broke my heart girl She running up side down But I gat no time I just chase my bag Young nigga made it out the mud Yeah that shit be for real But I don't cap no shit But I just make my racks In the PJ she sucking my dick I shot my shut in her month yeah Young nigga rich We made it out the mud But I gat time for her We gon be together But I got time for her We gon sit together Every day I been making new money Your hoe come around she Said I'm funny Bitch are you dummy? She suck my dick in my car Every day I'm so high Money too long bitch I don't lie Yeah nigga I'm so fly for real for real Your love be suicide Your love be suicide Your love be suicide Your love be suicide In the PJ with my dawgs I been running from the corps F*ck you f*ck my opps Yeah f*ck your thoughts If you think I couldn't made it Yeah but I made it out I'm still with my day one nigga we balling out I'm smoking on loud pack what you say But I can't hear I got diamonds shining on my ear I when you see me you gon fear But I face yeah but I don't sleep on these shit I'm gon make it till I can't count no more Cause those days where we from the trenches But every day we get it everyday trynna get the Big cash Big checks Big shit But I don't sleep on this shit Everyday a new day go get it I was from the trenches I had to go get it Your love be suicide Your love be suicide Your love be suicide Your love be suicide Yeah my queen yea I'm a thug I kill for you I ride from you till I can't Till my last breath I'm gon hustle But I aint gon stop till I get to the top Put my phone on do not disturb All this fake love gotta stop Like my nigga Mr trump Yea we gat no trouble In the Royce rolls truck In the Lambo pull up when I pull up the porch Yeah I'm on the Bentley we driving out light night I'm on the high way I'm feeling fly right now