Soulja Pain
[Intro]
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Swear to God, man
Uh-uh
Free my n***as, man
Uh-uh
[Chorus]
You talk that shit, gotta back it up
That's how that one, n***a bit the dust
We rolling shh can't match lil' brah
Get onside, we fuck him up
He think he safe pounce out the cut
Off them drugs ain't feeling none
He thinks he safe, blow yo' gun, I'm my momma oldest son
Can't go out I won't go for nothing, we cutting blocks, weion see nothing
The feds out they doing sweeps, told my driver, "Get sideways", if they get up on this V
Told my driver, "Get sideways", if they get up on this V, uh-uh
[Verse]
I'm full of drugs, but still on P's, they hit my young in with a B
Head high, we ain't on B, got all this smoke last for the Grim
I'm scoring buckets with my ring, bitch I'm tryna bring pain
Don't say my name, you n***as lame
I'm tryna leavе 'em with no brain
You put insurance on your self, likе yeen got a fucking date (Dumb ass)
Shake the block we make it— uh-uh
Shake the block we make it quake, let the smoke die down
I know they think this shit safe, free all my n***as in the cage, uh-uh
Free all my n***as in the cage, this shit for real it's day for day
Stay on drugs, I'm in my feelings, lost my n***as in trenches, my daddy was a real n***a
He let some soldiers in his business, I keep two-three n***as with me, but they all gon' blow a pistol
Free my n***a, long live my n***a, he say it's fuck me, I'ma see 'em
I'ma soulja, baby soulja, new age gangster ain't on none
All that faking stop fronting
Fourth and down n***as punting, fourth and down —
I'm going for it, put your money down run it
I'm so numb to the pain, I name my son no more pain
Fuck with drugs, I feel okay
I swear, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh
[Chorus]
You talk that shit, gotta back it up
That's how that one, n***a bit the dust
We rolling shh can't match lil' brah
Get onside, we fuck him up
He think he safe pounce out the cut
Off them drugs ain't feeling none
He thinks he safe, blow yo' gun, I'm my momma oldest son
Can't go out I won't go for nothing, we cutting blocks, weion see nothing
The feds out they doing sweeps, told my driver, "Get sideways", if they get up on this V
Told my driver, "Get sideways", if they get up on this V, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Swear to God, man
Uh-uh
Free my n***as, man
Uh-uh
[Chorus]
You talk that shit, gotta back it up
That's how that one, n***a bit the dust
We rolling shh can't match lil' brah
Get onside, we fuck him up
He think he safe pounce out the cut
Off them drugs ain't feeling none
He thinks he safe, blow yo' gun, I'm my momma oldest son
Can't go out I won't go for nothing, we cutting blocks, weion see nothing
The feds out they doing sweeps, told my driver, "Get sideways", if they get up on this V
Told my driver, "Get sideways", if they get up on this V, uh-uh
[Verse]
I'm full of drugs, but still on P's, they hit my young in with a B
Head high, we ain't on B, got all this smoke last for the Grim
I'm scoring buckets with my ring, bitch I'm tryna bring pain
Don't say my name, you n***as lame
I'm tryna leavе 'em with no brain
You put insurance on your self, likе yeen got a fucking date (Dumb ass)
Shake the block we make it— uh-uh
Shake the block we make it quake, let the smoke die down
I know they think this shit safe, free all my n***as in the cage, uh-uh
Free all my n***as in the cage, this shit for real it's day for day
Stay on drugs, I'm in my feelings, lost my n***as in trenches, my daddy was a real n***a
He let some soldiers in his business, I keep two-three n***as with me, but they all gon' blow a pistol
Free my n***a, long live my n***a, he say it's fuck me, I'ma see 'em
I'ma soulja, baby soulja, new age gangster ain't on none
All that faking stop fronting
Fourth and down n***as punting, fourth and down —
I'm going for it, put your money down run it
I'm so numb to the pain, I name my son no more pain
Fuck with drugs, I feel okay
I swear, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh
[Chorus]
You talk that shit, gotta back it up
That's how that one, n***a bit the dust
We rolling shh can't match lil' brah
Get onside, we fuck him up
He think he safe pounce out the cut
Off them drugs ain't feeling none
He thinks he safe, blow yo' gun, I'm my momma oldest son
Can't go out I won't go for nothing, we cutting blocks, weion see nothing
The feds out they doing sweeps, told my driver, "Get sideways", if they get up on this V
Told my driver, "Get sideways", if they get up on this V, uh-uh