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No pain, no gain, all smiles, light coat Ay Ight what's happen, what's happenin tho? It's yo boy Peak Worthy, you know what I'm sayin'? Tappin' in from the west side of Barthy Yea peep the phone with no cuts Oh My nigga Fraud Happy P day fool (La Musica De Harry Fraud) Yeah I think I met the bitch on backpage Told her I was doing interviews, come meet me at the backcage Semi slappin, be braced Me and kill 'em, Uncle Fig', right we're free where Ricky live Lemme take you back to those days Four, five, in my dickies, lil sharm, and some coke jams And I came up in the dope game But switch the script, I had these bitches walk the line, like soul train No pain, no gain, all smiles like Colegate Sittin' on the avenue, and watch it, catch a quick date Me and Fraud goin' brazy all big plays I been fuckin' with Grafh since the mix tapes Real niggas got that style, at least that's what a bitch say I'm pimpin' Westside Worthy Yeah Flyer than Jimmy Snucker High off that Hen and cookies Lemon that never could be wizards, and they are playin' footsies Super Sayan charge, up on my way to mars Roman shooters puttin' the A and R, to get "ay" and "awe" Different flavor sauce, necklace avion Dope too strong, gotta step on it like Savion Like it's '89, brothers soft, avion My Laura Croft bitch badder than LaTerrion I just wanna do her rad stuff with my niggas Illuminati hit my dms, like "what's up my nigga" Yeah, 30k up in a Louis duffel Feelin' like Dwane Johnson, how a nigga movin' muscle Super fuck you, till you hate niggas And you captain save a hoes with the cape, watch me take ya bitches Take a pitcure, cause you might not remember this Soul house membership presence, December 25th Uh-huh, uhh, ayy Momma raised a genius Yak spillin' on my rags, send the suade to addias Fasion killer, everyday is easter Fuck a brand, I can tell if you got swag by how you lace your sneakers Lotta rappers in the wild, but I became the meanest Respected by the hay, but I ain ever pay for features Butt ass naked with ya girl, only my chain between us Fuckin' yo bitch like I'm tryna make a fetus You can tell that we somebody by the way they greet us And know we strapped, if some of the fans be afraid to meet us Baby they need us, we the major leaders We make believers, out of make believers I be makin' cheese all over this sauce, like I'm makin' pizza You way too eager, life a bitch, I make you leave a nigga They know up We ain' hold up My lawyer is a case closer I got lean for your grape soda I raise a blade, break boulders Pendant on my gold chain could break shoulders I can't stay sober I get the weight over Get it from Cali to New York I go from Jay Worthy to Jay Hover I think I met the bitch on backpage(Gangster, unh) Told her I was doing interviews, come meet me at the backcage Semi slappin, be braced Me and kill 'em, Uncle Fig', right we're free where Ricky live Lemme take you back to those days Four, five, in my dickies, lil sharm, and some coke jams And I came up in the dope game But switch the script, I had these bitches walk the line, like soul train