Lyrics Painting Pictures – Superstar Pride
Ayy, just thinking ’bout the way you make me feel
It’s so, it’s so real
2 AM, the night still young
You live by the gun, you gon’ die by the gun
Ain’t no handouts for nobody
When I ain’t had s**t, they ain’t offer me nothin’
When I’m quiet, I be thinking ’bout killings
A lot of n**gas b**ch-made, stay in they feelings
Saving these hoes, this s**t here pitiful
All these lil’ bitty b**ches my chillens, ooh
And Mama, don’t worry
You raised a gangster, I’m a survivor
It hurt me not being able
To give you what you want since I was a toddler
Shout out to my pops for all the free game
Everything you ever told me, it stuck in my brain
Real OG status and like to make a change
Shedded tears writin’ this, seen so much pain
All the sheisty s**t that I’ve done
Blessed to not be in no chains
Uncle killed me when I was young
Mama blessed the boy with the c0caine
Growing up, I ain’t have no daddy
My mama played both roles
Been hard on a n**ga since I came out the womb
Yeah, the p**sy hole
I was taught to trust none
Face your problems, never run
Lil’ b**ch holler she pregnant
You a lil’ nat-nat, that ain’t my son
Tryna trap me, know I had a glove
F**k them feelings, slatt, I’m a thug
You a lil’ dusty ho, you’re the rug
Ayy, and it’s still f**k love
2 AM, the night still young
You live by the gun, you gon’ die by the gun
Ain’t no handouts for nobody
When I ain’t had s**t, they ain’t offer me nothin’
When I’m quiet, I be thinking ’bout killings
A lot of n**gas b**ch-made, stay in they feelings
Saving these hoes, this s**t here pitiful
All these lil’ bitty b**ches my chillens, ooh
And Mama, don’t worry
You raised a gangster, I’m a survivor
It hurt me not being able
To give you what you want since I was a toddler
Shout out to my pops for all the free game
Everything you ever told me, it stuck in my brain
Real OG status and like to make a change
Shedded tears writin’ this, seen so much pain
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