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pain - bosso lyrics

talking to the young bulls i try to tell them
stay out the streets man, stay in school
sh*t don’t come with nothing, but ah casket
for real

i just wanna ball with my n*ggas emoji heavy flames/ she took me from the plexos to the yams it felt like everything. (for real)
put a diamond on her hand it’s only right i did that (bling)/
catch me in the plexo hand to hand until i get back
starting with a ounce
now a n*gga up ah couple p’s (for real)
taking trips out of town ah n*gga up a 100 sleeves (skirt)
started out with nothing now i’m balling gotta feel me
feds tapping phones and the opps trying k!ll me
so i stay with it o*50 never scary (never lacking)
in the jungle gotta move like a lion but come dare me.(for real)
popping perks to ease the pain/lost my moms ain’t feel the same(never)
back against the wall buying diamonds just to numb the pain
stay solid, never fold
i need a grammy for the gang (for real)
went to war with n*ggas never told the cops anything
got it out the mud so the trenches gone fill me
use to be bummie, and broke but now i’m litty (i’m lit)
stayed on my grind in due time i came up some change
they going talk about your loses but whisper every win (shhh)
trying see me back doing bad
f*cked up like them (never)
but i got my cake up never worried bout no hater (nothing)
n*ggas say they the bros and switching for the paper
i done seen money turn a real n*gga to a fake one (for real)
back to back v’s on the highway paper chasing (vroom)/ its money over these b*tches n*gga f*ck is you thinking? (huh)
they’ll be there when you a wave, and gone soon as you sinking (i seen it)
at the precent giving them statements
taking everything soon as you blinking
keep your eyes on the prize wrong move and (everything) it’s over for greatness
try to tell young bulls
this ain’t what you want
you goin end up in jail or in a shirt or a blunt
i can give you game for free or a mission you want
i ain’t have no big homie i did what i want (for real)
went from buying nicks to smoking zips out of the runts
(hold up)
got ah son
so i gotta be a father to him
show’em the ropes and telle’em he can be what he want (a.j. i love you!)
in the city where it’s gritty gotta carry a gun
move mili cause these n*ggas try to f*ck up your funds
give a b*tch a few shots, and she f*cking for fun (automatic)
stay down now they gotta make room when we come
eating good
even eating the crumbs (we eating the whole plate n*gga)
making room for none
we was starving and they left us for months
so f*ck being humble man! (we goin shine) i stunt when i want
give my fam ah new view with a porch on the front
money over these b*tches, and family over it all (forever family)
we ain’t have nothing to eat, they thought we wouldn’t ball
now we back on our feet, and we stacking it tall
forever gifted on the mission and the circle is closed
forever gifted on the mission and the circle is closed
for real

- bosso lyrics

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