Puddle of Pain (Big Ghost Ltd. Remix) lyrics

[Verse: Elcamino]
Q, Uh, Q
Heavy on the block peddllin', Ima ill specimen
I’m the hustler you the fiend shovelin' uh
Thinkin' about all the money to be made and you a slave
It’s a million ways to get paid
'08 I was f*ckin' with Jade, she was holdin' my guns I still love my lil' b*tch with the braids
Now I'm rich and ain't sh*t you could say
I wouldn't listen anyway, you still broke savin’ up for the J’s
I stood ten toes duckin' the Jake, countin’ up smokin' my branch gettin' right, brushin' my fade, I remember I was duckin’ them rays
Uh, duckin' a cage my life a book and this is the page
What's a king to a rook? Yo you just in the way (uh)
I got a different style for every bump on your face
I'm at every event with a gun on my waist
Take ya' time son this ain't a race you know? (yeah, Q)

[Hook: Elcamino]
We was in the trenches hittin' licks now I'm rich with a crowned on my wrist (with a crowned on my wrist) (Yeah, Q)
I was on the block with thirty-six we was broke now we the opposite (Real sh*t we the opposite) (Q, Uh)
Every other day another struggle when It drought we got it off the muscle
But keep it on the humble (uh)
I sold work right off Humboldt
In the rain pourin' pain in a puddle

[Verse: Street Justice]
Uh, look
All we knew was cocaine and grabbin' weapons
Grew mad aggressive was untamed as adolescents
They say you gotta live through the pain to add a lesson
And if you ever get out the game you had a blessing
Your word is your rep, gotta earn your respect
No matter freed or you locked never burn your connect
I carry heat, sellin' rock, twelve heard I'm a threat
I had beef with the cops 'cause I serve and protect
Was a slave to the strip, it became intense
Was runnin' base just to lose in a game that's fixed
Two strikes I drop the ball had to change my pitch
Workin' on my weaknesses, they became my strengths
I was a shortie sellin' 'caine cause I struggled to gain
Was pitchin' on the same block that my brothers was slain
It's a shame but the game in the hustle of aims
We just pop bottles, pourin' up a puddle of pain
[Hook: Elcamino]
We was in the trenches hittin' licks now I'm rich with a crowned on my wrist (with a crowned on my wrist) (Yeah, Q)
I was on the block with thirty-six we was broke now we the opposite (Real sh*t we the opposite) (Q, Uh)
Every other day another struggle when It drought we got it off the muscle
But keep it on the humble (uh)
I sold work right off Humboldt
In the rain pourin' pain in a puddle