Motivational Pain lyrics

[Chorus]
I'm rocking drip, never plain
I'm 'Mr. Put it On, you 'Mr. Put on the Same'
Look at my teeth, not a stain
I would be dumb to go drop a check with Johnny Dang
My motivation is pain, believe I ain't lying when I say I'm walking through rain
Felt like giving up on the game, 'til I looked back and I seen just how far I done came
Streets getting hotter, my heart getting cold
Be careful lil n*gga, yo bros ain't yo bros
Focus on money, that drama get old
Most of the n*ggas who gossip been broke

[Verse 1]
They still don't know 'bout the sh*t I ain't told
And the sh*t I'm thinking when I blow
Eternally, I did my thing and they turned to me
It ain't no n*gga concernin' me, or who in front of me
These n*ggas wannabes, I put 'em under me
Sting like a bumblebee, float like I'm Ali
Nights at the doubletree, I keep a sl*t with me
She suckin' di*k then I beat up her body
Thot, I'm tryna count up them racks in Bugattis
I hit bro for ash and he hit back like copy
Take of his cap, we gon treat him like Bobby
n*ggas got me in go mode
If he never pop out get his bro gone
On that block like a n*gga had no home
Made the b*tch give me head 'til her dome gone
My heart been stuck on ice feel like Frozone
Told the b*tch eat me up like some Cold Stone
And they know we throwin' bullets so go long
Well connected with that trap, I got four phones
I get times where I just feel like my hoe gone
[?] that Glock on my lap, they know that I'm never gon lack
He tried blowin' back, I just got stuck in my bag
I'm tryna go run up a bag, addicted like crack
I got this b*tch tryna use me she say she want Louie
Hell no you can't get you no bags
No you can't get in my bag, hell yeah that's my bag
But I don't put hoes before cash
[Chorus]
I'm rocking drip, never plain
I'm 'Mr. Put it On, you 'Mr. Put on the Same'
Look at my teeth, not a stain
I would be dumb to go drop a check with Johnny Dang
My motivation is pain, believe I ain't lying when I say I'm walking through rain
Felt like giving up on the game, 'til I looked back and I seen just how far I done came
Streets getting hotter, my heart getting cold
Be careful lil n*gga, yo bros ain't yo bros
Focus on money, that drama get old
Most of the n*ggas who gossip been broke