P Yungin - Cavalier lyrics

[P Yungin - Cavalier lyrics]

(JT, on the track again)

Ain't no pain in my game
You told me some other shit
Can't connect in my brain
I hit your love with a home run
But it was no damn baseball game
I been through pain, all the rain
But I ain't sayin'
I want you to be my main
But I can't change and I ain't to blame
My nigga died from the police
They gon' try to say that that's my stain
When I'm up in the studio
I sip that energy away
I remember days when I was little
I ain't never ride around with no K
And to my fans, that something different
I still blow it in your face

All these niggas they be
Talking, but these niggas
They ain't bangin'
4KTrey, bitch, I'ma blood, nigga
Knowin' what I'm claimin'
You a block boy
You in luck they left him up on the shelf
I be looking at these racks
I keep that glizzy on my belt
Don't know P Yungin, don't
Need no help, bitch, i need him some time
These niggas be lying like they gang, if
You ain't one of my mine, you dyin'
Been through some shit
These people can't even still
Respect my mind
You can't name one time when they pulled up
I ain't sling my iron oh yeah
PY that lil' nigga right there a cheat code
Oh, that lil' nigga be speaking on bodies
Ain't never stole dropped out of 9th grade
When I went home I took off my clothes
Put my shirt on and my pants
Then I grabbed my pole

Ain't no pain in my game
You told me some other shit
Can't connect in my brain
I hit your love with a home run
But it was no damn baseball game
I been through pain, all the rain
But I ain't sayin'
I want you to be my main
But I can't change and I ain't to blame
My nigga died from the police
They gon' try to say that that's my stain
When I'm up in the studio
I sip that energy away
I remember days when I was little
I ain't never ride around with no K
And to my fans, that something different
I still blow it in your face

Hold on, It must be the truth
My lighter drop, pussy niggas
They be speakin' to the cops, you a opp
Oh what that nigga said? Leave 'em
Dead up on the block
Same nigga, fucked up gang
Bitch, we got them choppas and them Glocks
Ain't no Deebo in your clique
But we'll take your chain away
Send a paragraph, I wouldn't read that shit
Just think about it and don't forget
They wasn't fucking with you
'cause you wasn't ballin'
Now they see that money and
They all steady callin'

Ain't no pain in my game
You told me some other shit
Can't connect in my brain
I hit your love with a home run
But it was no damn baseball game
I been through pain, all the rain
But I ain't sayin'
I want you to be my main
But I can't change and I ain't to blame
My nigga died from the police
They gon' try to say that that's my stain
When I'm up in the studio
I sip that energy away
I remember days when I was little
I ain't never ride around with no K
And to my fans, that something different
I still blow it in your face

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