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