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making gains - isiah dymons lyrics

straight out the bottom
never been to college
just a young n-gga from the streets straight mobbin
just a young n-gga wit a mind set
that these other n-ggas that’s around me really caint stop me
shout out to my day one brothers
every where we went we seemed to find trouble
just some hungry -ss n-ggas on the hustle
young n-ggas need the money on the double
fake ain’t ever been accustomed
of the life style that they never been through
i swear they crazy in the mental
i see them through the rear mirror
they from a spoon that’s silver
see me i had to go work for my sh-t
had put some n-ggas under dirt for my sh-t
went to war protect my turf with this sh-t
i’m shooting at em b-tch i’m dirk wit this sh-t
you know how much i’m really worth with this sh-t
michael jackson met in person wit this
ima make em close the curtains wit this
my old hoe don’t like me that’s cool
my new b-tch is wetter she straight out the pool
and she a rider i swear she a fool
ain’t no telling what she down to do

and it’s a shame hey
these n-ggas don’t know the game d-mn
i pull up in a range hey
that b-tch hog both lanes
how you get that sh-t n-gga
i was moving weight making gains
moving weight making gains x2
no pain no gain b-tch
moving weight making gains x3
hey no pain no gain b-tch
i was moving weight making gains

remember them days we was trapping out the back yard
a lot of them n-ggas tryna act hard
me and all my n-ggas we was treated like some trap gods
and these snake -ss n-ggas that’s around me had me paranoid
but you don’t really wanna f-ck with the man
all you n-ggas trash like a bag full of cans
came up from the rags
to a bag full of bands
n-ggas slept on me like a hand full of xans
that yo homie popped right now oh man
what you gotta say to me
it’s all on ya chest like a handkerchief
keep quiet in my presence like you hate to speak
if the game locked up then i made the key
all my n-ggas we rowdy
and we don’t know another way around it
we don’t know another way to be
if a n-gga want beef
my n-gga we bout it
don’t think twice
just shoot dice
homie where a n-gga from ain’t nun nice
from a whole nother world like the poltergeist
where these n-ggas out here wanna take ya life

and it’s a shame hey (and it’s a m-th-f-ckin shame)
these n-ggas don’t know the game d-mn (these n-ggas don’t know the game)
i pull up in a range hey (i pull up in a what!?)
that b-tch hog both lanes (that b-tch wide bodied)
how you get that sh-t n-gga
i was moving weight making gains
moving weight making gains x2
no pain no gain b-tch
moving weight making gains x3
hey no pain no gain b-tch
i was moving weight making gains

moving weight making gains
no pain no gain
gold chains for my gang hey!

- isiah dymons lyrics

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