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letra de so much pain - yung mal & lil quill

[chorus: yung mal]
swear i done been through so much shit, you just don’t know
so much pain in my eyes, roll that pressure, i just choke
they say we going broke, but i ain’t gon’ check it, that’s a joke
whole 1’5 in this b-tch, we get it poppin’ like the fourth
i want the money, young n-gg- get more
trap doing numbers, they get it and go
the numbers the same, they ain’t going no lower
i’m gripping that drac’ when i’m swinging the door
these b-tches ain’t shit, boy they come and they go
when it all go bad, scatter like roaches
chasing that bag, i’m tryna stay focused
these n-gg-s mad a young n-gg- loaded
i be staying down just like i’m ‘posed to

[verse 1: yung mal]
get a heat, i gotta play for keeps
yeah that’s one thing that i know
you n-gg-s weak, boy they ain’t street
’cause they catch a case and they fold
you turn state, you n-gg-s snakes
these hoes fake and i know
i don’t play, i’m 1’5
og of this shit on candler road
if it’s ’bout the cash it’s a go
i never go out bad for no ho
them boys down bad and i know
that bag in for sure
let me pop my shit, i been k!lling these hoes
we makin’ it rain, pay rent in this ho
my diamonds they dancing, my neck full of gold
close the vip while equipped with the dough
i done seen a lot of shit that they don’t know
solid as a brick, n-gg- never fold
the pain in my eyes, all i do is smoke
all my friends died or they either down the road
i guess that’s how the dice roll
can’t wait on no n-gg-, i get it and go
don’t play ’bout that cash, ’cause i done been broke

[verse 2: lil quill]
yeah, i be staying down like i’m ‘posed to do
you know these hoes get p-ssed around like they ‘posed to do
i’m finna pull up in the x and let back the roof
i’m finna flood my n-gg-‘s wrist with vs1’s and 2’s
i love lil plug, b trappin, dominique, i swear i miss my n-gg-s
so much pain inside my eyes, i swear to god i might just k!ll a n-gg-
free all my n-gg-s down the road locked up, they wanna peel a n-gg-
young n-gg- but i know they might not feel a n-gg-, f-ck them n-gg-s
trap doing numbers, they get it and leave
p-ss that lil b-tch to the team, squeeze
now i got carats all over my motherf-ckin’ wrist
when you look at that b-tch it go bling
now i take flights out the state and i’m strapped with that k and you barely catch me on the scene
this some real shit, this is not make believe

- yung mal lil quill

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