MLo (ER) - Pain lyrics

[Intro] Lasik, Lasik Eh Beats Woo! Free the sauce C-Biz Hurricane (Money March X6) [Chorus] We dem n***as from SK (gang) Trappin' was the only way I'm tryna fill my dinner plate I chase the money like a race When you're doing good they start to hate When the hell will people change? Try to never trust the fake That can be an early grave To these b**hes I'm a (playa) Watch your missus I might take her Real n***a not a faker I count this money when I wake up I'm in the kitchen like a baker Imma serve up someone later Imma take your b**h out shopping Imma spend some hundreds on her make-up [Verse 1] I know these ladies are freaky They will tell you that I'm cheeky I pose with my racks cos I'm cheesy But it make them wanna beat me When the police ask me questions I didn't see nothing I'm Stevey k**ing n***as we are destined (preach) High levels we'll be reachin' (preach) I got suttin' on the way I got money in the safe Never playin' with the snakes (Nah) Talkin' on your squad is gay (f*ggot) Whippin white girl, Ricki Lake It ain't dry you gotta wait Over here everything's real Don't compare me to the fake [Chorus] We dem n***as from SK (gang) Trappin' was the only way (trapping) I'm tryna fill my dinner plate I chase the money like a race When you're doing good they start to hate When the hell will people change? Try to never trust the fake That can be an early grave To these b**hes I'm a playa Watch your missus I might take her Real n***a not a faker I count this money when I wake up I'm in the kitchen like a baker Imma serve up someone later Imma take your b**h out shopping Imma spend some hundreds on her make-up [Verse 2] Flip the food like a pancake Hit the sales with a handshake (money march) My n***as got the best work Tony the Tiger is great (woh, SKRT) I send the young boy to country He's gonna keep my trap running (trap) Hundred b**hes wanna f** me (woh) And Imma touch 30 of 'em (trust) We score points so f** the goal keeper Don't call up my phone for no reason We don't bring it back if it ain't right We rewrote that sh** make it decent We got the light like the daytime And we got dark like the evening My n***as been trappin' no sleepin' Came a long way from the precinct [Chorus] We dem n***as from SK (yah) Trappin' was the only way I'm tryna fill my dinner plate I chase the money like a race When you're doing good they start to hate When the hell will people change? Try to never trust the fake That can be an early grave To these b**hes I'm a playa Watch your missus I might take her Real n***a not a faker I count this money when I wake up I'm in the kitchen like a baker Imma serve up someone later Imma take your b**h out shopping Imma spend some hundreds on her make-up Money March (X8)