Moneybagg Yo - A Gangsta’s Pain lyrics
Moneybagg Yo [DeMario DeWayne White Jr.] Memphis, Tennessee, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Moneybagg Yo - A Gangsta’s Pain lyrics]
(Who made this beat?)
Oh oh, oh, oh, oh oh, yeah
(Twysted Genius, baby)
(SCALEZ)
Ran into some dead ends, rerouted, made a way
Tennis chain, ring, watch
Light on the ice today
Street nigga from the M
That's where you gotta keep a K
It don't matter killers killin’ killers
Ain't nobody safe
Bullets don't discriminate
Just had to remind you
No matter how you try to dodge the bullshit
It come find you
Tryna put me in the middle
'cause my nigga robbed you
Told you not to fuck with 'em but
You act like you had to
Pink slip, eight whips
Ain't none of 'em rented
Bitch, I'm havin' money now so
Talk to me diffеrent
Run the hunnids through the monеy counter
Before we deposit
Life good, bitch bad, everything exotic
I'm cool waitin' a lil' longer
For somethin' I deserve
The streets ain't for everybody
That's why they made the curb
Get clumsy talking 'bout Elo
I'm trippin' over words
It was SuperBowl night
Wish he ain't make that serve
Have you ever got that phone call
That made your heart drop?
Problems every time you turn around
You live a hard knock
Free my nigga
Heard the feds caught him pickin' up a box
Nothing but switches on these glizzies
It came with the bump stock
I went back to where I grew up
And I bought the residence
They come for me but I can't let
'em get me out my element
It's easy buildin' up a name but
Can you keep it relevant?
Play on my name
You see more choppers than veterans
(Ugh)
And I said what I said
Won't beat around the bush
Paint your block, my favorite color red
Now you a pound of kush
I can put my hands in my pocket
Everybody with me push
These Cartiers remind of the days
When I was overlooked
Fuck up after fuck up, day by day
Now I'm havin' my way
Reason you can't get your own steak
'cause you keep watchin' my plate
I've been layin' low, playin' slow
Stackin' change
Made it through the rain
Can you feel a gangsta pain?
(Oh, oh oh, oh)
Made it through the rain
Can you feel a gangsta pain?
(Oh, oh oh, oh)
The streets ain't for everybody
That's why they made the curb
Ran into some dead ends, rerouted, made a way
Oh oh, oh, oh, oh oh, yeah
(Twysted Genius, baby)
(SCALEZ)
Ran into some dead ends, rerouted, made a way
Tennis chain, ring, watch
Light on the ice today
Street nigga from the M
That's where you gotta keep a K
It don't matter killers killin’ killers
Ain't nobody safe
Bullets don't discriminate
Just had to remind you
No matter how you try to dodge the bullshit
It come find you
Tryna put me in the middle
'cause my nigga robbed you
Told you not to fuck with 'em but
You act like you had to
Pink slip, eight whips
Ain't none of 'em rented
Bitch, I'm havin' money now so
Talk to me diffеrent
Run the hunnids through the monеy counter
Before we deposit
Life good, bitch bad, everything exotic
I'm cool waitin' a lil' longer
For somethin' I deserve
The streets ain't for everybody
That's why they made the curb
Get clumsy talking 'bout Elo
I'm trippin' over words
It was SuperBowl night
Wish he ain't make that serve
Have you ever got that phone call
That made your heart drop?
Problems every time you turn around
You live a hard knock
Free my nigga
Heard the feds caught him pickin' up a box
Nothing but switches on these glizzies
It came with the bump stock
I went back to where I grew up
And I bought the residence
They come for me but I can't let
'em get me out my element
It's easy buildin' up a name but
Can you keep it relevant?
Play on my name
You see more choppers than veterans
(Ugh)
And I said what I said
Won't beat around the bush
Paint your block, my favorite color red
Now you a pound of kush
I can put my hands in my pocket
Everybody with me push
These Cartiers remind of the days
When I was overlooked
Fuck up after fuck up, day by day
Now I'm havin' my way
Reason you can't get your own steak
'cause you keep watchin' my plate
I've been layin' low, playin' slow
Stackin' change
Made it through the rain
Can you feel a gangsta pain?
(Oh, oh oh, oh)
Made it through the rain
Can you feel a gangsta pain?
(Oh, oh oh, oh)
The streets ain't for everybody
That's why they made the curb
Ran into some dead ends, rerouted, made a way