The pain
The game
The cheese
The hoes
The backstabbers
It bleeds
It shows
The work you flip
I iced the wrist
I’m posed to b*tch
I worked for this
The houses
The cars
The Uber’s
The chauffeurs
Look at my city
Damn, Don’t she look so pretty
But she can do you sh*tty
She ain’t got no pitty
The hookers
The tricks
The pushers
And The pimps
ni**as who repent
Cause of where they was sent
Living with regret
Thank god they ain’t snitch
Division
The culturе
The prisons
The vultures
Thе ones who create it
fu*k the ones who take it over
The range
The rover
I pull up at nova
With money in the pocket
ni**a, try to stop it
I’m good with precision
Pop lock n drop it
That’s how we treat our target
You don’t want to start it
The pain
The game
The cheese
The hoes
The backstabbers
It bleeds
It shows
The work you flip
I iced the wrist
I’m posed to b*tch
I worked for this
I put the hood on it
Take the beat do good on it
You don’t want it
Nah, you don’t want it
I put the hood on it
Take the beat do good on it
You don’t want it
Nah, you don’t want it
I’m from the city
Where love’s hard to find
Where they idolize
Artificial shine
Like fake gold
Greatest story ever told
And if you didn’t know
Watch the story unfold
The biggies
The pacs
The Jay z’s and The Nas
That when you from the hood
You just wonna be a star
The horrors
The killers
The killings
The murders
That when you from the hood
You just gotta be a burglar
The Mayors
The governors
The fu*king president
That if they from where I’m from
Would they make it?
The pain
The game
The cheese
The hoes
The backstabbers
It bleeds
It shows
The work you flip
I iced the wrist
I’m posed to b*tch
I worked for this