Gave yu errything yu want
Now I just want yu feel this pain
Throwing dirt all on my name
Knew yu would do it for the fame
But I just make money and stunt
Swear my hood ain't the same
Put in order
Did my thang
A young og I run the scene
Nigga one thing for sure
Niggas better guard Dey hoe
Niggas can't guard this flow
I'm with martians bro
High as fck but conscious
Though
Knock dem girls like dominoes
I don't think it's no stopping yo
County niggas trying jock flow
Jock da crew
Might as well jot everything we do
We really trap they things we do
Singing fairytales den be a cartoon
I get hella tail I ain't talking bamboon
Fck round go back to Cancun
Meet with the plug
Tell em come thru
Next time we going meet in the room hella work helps money hella goons
Taught myself how to turn 1 into 2
Yea I am the truth
Up in the streets
And down in the booth
Smoke Mary Jane
I run da game
Stay in my lane
Stay by myself
Stay with the gang
Nigga play bent we taking dem chains
Extorting shit from now on we ain't playing
Run down on a rapper like what yu was saying
We poppin bottles
They see da gang
We wit some models
That shit don't change
You left me when I was fcked up gah dn yu changed
Since I ain't wit yu want throw dirt on my name
Take care of my kid add receipts up everyday
You hate the fact agenda bout getting paid
Cross da line baby just take it to the grave
She say she miss me
Test her love tell her pull on me
Girl ain't no question in these streets I gotta keep it on me
Most of my niggas dead and gone
I swear my hood got phoney
One of the real ones left
Smacking like he eating macaroni
I went from jackin spots
Now a nigga protecting trophies
I hit That Girl see right thru her
As if she never known me
I'm getting money that's the number one thing that I'm posta
I can't trust too many niggas to watch over my shoulder
These niggas be clowns
These niggas ain't round
These niggas don't get down
These niggas don't be round
I'm really in the jack spot
I'm really in the dope hole
I'm really trying get this money I don't really f*ck wit no hoes
Gave yu errything yu want
Now I just want yu feel this pain
Throwing dirt all on my name
Knew yu would do it for the fame
But I just make money and stunt
Swear my hood ain't the same
Put in order
Did my thang
A young og I run the scene
Saani G - Pain Lyrics
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Gave yu errything yu want
Now I just want yu feel this pain
Throwing dirt all on my name
Knew yu would do it for the fame
But I just make money and stunt
Swear my hood ain't the same
Put in order
Did my thang
A young og I run the scene
Nigga one thing for sure
Niggas better guard Dey hoe
Niggas can't guard this flow
I'm with martians bro
High as fck but conscious
Though
Knock dem girls like dominoes
I don't think it's no stopping yo
County niggas trying jock flow
Jock da crew
Might as well jot everything we do
We really trap they things we do
Singing fairytales den be a cartoon
I get hella tail I ain't talking bamboon
Fck round go back to Cancun
Meet with the plug
Tell em come thru
Next time we going meet in the room hella work helps money hella goons
Taught myself how to turn 1 into 2
Yea I am the truth
Up in the streets
And down in the booth
Smoke Mary Jane
I run da game
Stay in my lane
Stay by myself
Stay with the gang
Nigga play bent we taking dem chains
Extorting shit from now on we ain't playing
Run down on a rapper like what yu was saying
We poppin bottles
They see da gang
We wit some models
That shit don't change
You left me when I was fcked up gah dn yu changed
Since I ain't wit yu want throw dirt on my name
Take care of my kid add receipts up everyday
You hate the fact agenda bout getting paid
Cross da line baby just take it to the grave
She say she miss me
Test her love tell her pull on me
Girl ain't no question in these streets I gotta keep it on me
Most of my niggas dead and gone
I swear my hood got phoney
One of the real ones left
Smacking like he eating macaroni
I went from jackin spots
Now a nigga protecting trophies
I hit That Girl see right thru her
As if she never known me
I'm getting money that's the number one thing that I'm posta
I can't trust too many niggas to watch over my shoulder
These niggas be clowns
These niggas ain't round
These niggas don't get down
These niggas don't be round
I'm really in the jack spot
I'm really in the dope hole
I'm really trying get this money I don't really f*ck wit no hoes
Gave yu errything yu want
Now I just want yu feel this pain
Throwing dirt all on my name
Knew yu would do it for the fame
But I just make money and stunt
Swear my hood ain't the same
Put in order
Did my thang
A young og I run the scene
Now I just want yu feel this pain
Throwing dirt all on my name
Knew yu would do it for the fame
But I just make money and stunt
Swear my hood ain't the same
Put in order
Did my thang
A young og I run the scene
Nigga one thing for sure
Niggas better guard Dey hoe
Niggas can't guard this flow
I'm with martians bro
High as fck but conscious
Though
Knock dem girls like dominoes
I don't think it's no stopping yo
County niggas trying jock flow
Jock da crew
Might as well jot everything we do
We really trap they things we do
Singing fairytales den be a cartoon
I get hella tail I ain't talking bamboon
Fck round go back to Cancun
Meet with the plug
Tell em come thru
Next time we going meet in the room hella work helps money hella goons
Taught myself how to turn 1 into 2
Yea I am the truth
Up in the streets
And down in the booth
Smoke Mary Jane
I run da game
Stay in my lane
Stay by myself
Stay with the gang
Nigga play bent we taking dem chains
Extorting shit from now on we ain't playing
Run down on a rapper like what yu was saying
We poppin bottles
They see da gang
We wit some models
That shit don't change
You left me when I was fcked up gah dn yu changed
Since I ain't wit yu want throw dirt on my name
Take care of my kid add receipts up everyday
You hate the fact agenda bout getting paid
Cross da line baby just take it to the grave
She say she miss me
Test her love tell her pull on me
Girl ain't no question in these streets I gotta keep it on me
Most of my niggas dead and gone
I swear my hood got phoney
One of the real ones left
Smacking like he eating macaroni
I went from jackin spots
Now a nigga protecting trophies
I hit That Girl see right thru her
As if she never known me
I'm getting money that's the number one thing that I'm posta
I can't trust too many niggas to watch over my shoulder
These niggas be clowns
These niggas ain't round
These niggas don't get down
These niggas don't be round
I'm really in the jack spot
I'm really in the dope hole
I'm really trying get this money I don't really f*ck wit no hoes
Gave yu errything yu want
Now I just want yu feel this pain
Throwing dirt all on my name
Knew yu would do it for the fame
But I just make money and stunt
Swear my hood ain't the same
Put in order
Did my thang
A young og I run the scene
Writer: Asaan Glover
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