Pain

Sucka Free, Bizz B Yo boy Churh Capital A-V-E, you heard? Just let the pain out He's addicted to the fame and it's a damn shame I wanna be with some lies and he sounds lame Tales of money and stardom that nobody believes Can't corroborate your story, lil nigga please This other sucka talking about the town and his relevance Zero commissary, stop insulting my intelligence Put himself in Bellevue, said he needed a doctor Swallowed bleach so he wouldn't go to general pop Fronting to us like he did it just to get a cell phone He was really terrified and tried to get the hell home Picking fights with the crippled and the old and weak Tryna game and finesse every time that he speak All the female CEOs is with it is what he claim I asked him what they with, he replies "everything" Faking ain't gon get you on or on track to no wealth If people with it think you got it they won't offer no help 700 Dollar belts, 7 dollars in your pockets Taking pictures flashing other people's money You should stop it, man this topic fits to any situation These bozo ass fronting motherfuckers all across the nation It's real More tears than fears, more leery of peers Gotta keep pushing, time to switch the gears Get away from bullshit, I ain't tryna hear Haters in the crowd when it's too much cheers Rooting for the real Blind the people, polluting how you feel I don't believe in it if my fingers can't feel That's why I touch so many, my influence bigger Than sales and I touch every penny of mines Nobody in my pockets equal bigger profits We are not equal, I'm big homie in a big drop whip Roulette table, 20 thousand was the roll Hit that red 5, God bless Banga and his soul We wasn't out in Reno, it was Sugarhouse Casino Down in Philadelphia just dropped my Bambino Lil RoRo daddy's home, sorry I took so long These crackers ain't like the way that I put on Marble floors, marble walls and a marble basin Different living from my prior incarceration Thinking damn this shit is wack A nigga had no real choice but uh to adapt Playing dominos, not plenty designer clothes Jordan flip flops, those was my zapatos Good grip, never slip, never trip Versace head to toe in this booth making a hit Had to go through some shit to get to some shit bigger Staring at the man in the mirror like you that nigga Haters can't get rid of ya boy, Churc Who God bless, no man can curse Churh Ave