*Lyrics from Snippets*

[Intro]
(You'll never feel my pain)
(You'll never feel my pain)
You'll never feel my-
You'll never feel my-

[Chorus]
You'll never feel my pain, I'm here on that diced gang
Free my poppas out them chains, all them dollars match me a brain
Check our heart, n***as cappin' on cappin' on gang, came here just to slain
I ain't ask a goddamn thang, 'cause if now they gon' put me out I'd be ashamed
Why them choppas skip they plays, cap bout' who they want, talkin' bout the cases of drank
They be serious catchin' bars, ballin' in the club, when I leave I feel like [?]
Cuttings on some diamonds things, understand me? Bitch, come, gotta be on stage
Just caught a opp to my base, tell' em to go play, you walkin' in with a Drac'
They be comin' everyday, sittin' in that cage, damn, man, [?]
Puttin' money on the spot and then be ridin' Ghosts, me with you, I'd be the same, uh
Hoppin' on this microphone, now them boy's gone, man, I hope I be disguised
One step ahead at the [?], now lil' bitches got 'em playin'

[Verse]
Drank over, must got 'em, fuckin' on they mothers
Poppin' all these bottles, spinnin' on these dollars
With my top shottas, know I care about 'em
Come around, playin', we gon' make you hollow
I had got estabilished when I started rapping
Fully automatic, bullets was sent
Check in my jacket, prolly wasn't havin' it
We ain't got no members, I don't do the cameras
I'm about Phantoms, '4 in a Fanta
3 doin' Fetty, 4 is under slammers
You can't freeze up, man, especially with a blammer
I have brought this bitch straight from Atlanta
Supportin' all gangstas, missin' my dawgs
Never missed a call, never shut my flow
Come behind this credits, switch off your lyrics
Pop me like a champagne, I'll keep these bitches
[Chorus]
You'll never feel my pain, I'm here on that diced gang
Free my poppas out them chains, all them dollars match me a brain
Check our heart, n***as cappin' on cappin' on gang, came here just to slain
I ain't ask a goddamn thang, 'cause if now they gon' put me out I'd be ashamed
Why them choppas skip they plays, cap bout' who they want, talkin' bout the cases of drank
They be serious catchin' bars, ballin' in the club, when I leave I feel like [?]
Cuttings on some diamonds things, understand me? Bitch, come, gotta be on stage
Just caught a opp to my base, tell' em to go play, you walkin' in with a Drac'
They be comin' everyday, sittin' in that cage, damn, man, [?]
Puttin' money on the spot and then be ridin' Ghosts, me with you, I'd be the same, uh
Hoppin' on this microphone, now them boy's gone, man, I hope I be disguised
One step ahead at the [?], now lil' bitches got 'em playin'