Pain Pt. 2 lyrics

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[Chorus]
I got some haters that wan' see me down on my ass, so I gotta keep proving 'em wrong
I'mma keep winning, I finna keep gettin' them W's getting money off of songs
I got all black on my hoodie all black on my outfit, look like my name King Kong
I already know I'm a star up in outer space, look like my name Neil like Strong

Breaking that back like a Pringle
f*ck a relationship, I'm staying single
Know when I smile, I'm showin' my dimples
He got a problem it's alright, it's simple
Choppa gon' shoot, know it pop like a pimple
Everyone copying me like a stencil
Hit 'em with lead like a paper and pencil
Said I'll go blow 'cause I got somе potential

[Verse]
I'm playing that boy like it's Madden
I'm in thе cut like I just f*cking stabbed them
Smokin' that n*gga pal like he a dab pen
Sike n*gga, I don't f*ck with no dab pens
I never thought this sh*t woulda happen
Makin' money off of rappin'
Called that lil n*gga a bum, 'cause if we see that boy you know we gon' zap 'em
A lot of n*ggas, you cappin', but I know n*ggas that really be trappin'
I know some bloods and some crips, so please don't ask if I really be strapped, man
Like Mission Impossible, that boy want action
Said you gon' slaughter me, but nothing happen
Thinking we cool, I won't dap him
Goin' up, getting some traction
Gas, we lit up my chest
I know I got all these lil' n*ggas pressed
I feel like my name is Johnny 'cause all of these n*ggas don't wan' come test me
Like Disney, pull up with the XD
Shawty won't stop, she been sextin' me
My heart broken, it's temporary
I'mma bounce back in February
Uh, had to tell bro to be worried
Just made fourteen bands, just made me a [?]
Mess with gang, you end up in a coffin
Hackers really wanna get my login
Don't give a f*ck, now I'm sh*t talkin'
Cameras on me and I talk like I'm vlogging
She wanna lick on me like I'm a [?]
My money tall, your money real little like Stuart
First show, seven on tour
Only can't realize n*ggas on me, gotta keep my heart and my soul real pure
I got so many lil n*ggas sick 'cause I start going up, so I'll give 'em a cure
I put my middle finger all up in they faces, so n*ggas see that I'm here to stay
I'm getting money, I get it every single day, but you can't say the same
I already know that I made some mistakes, I know we know that I'm not a saint
I put my suffering inside of my music, just know that this sh*t cause me pain
My momma taught me to never lie, so I been speaking the truth ever since
When you start going up, n*ggas gonna hate on everything that you do
But I'm at a point where I don't give two sh*ts, so this point about you
About all the sh*t that you said you do
If we pulled up on you, then you goin' mute
I'm tired of love, I think that sh*t a ruse
I'm tired of getting my heart used

So f*ck it, I'll kill these beats
I talk through the internet, talkin' through tweets
I got some power, I feel like Tariq
I made a mil, I'm not talkin' 'bout Meek
I got that ice cream all on my Tee
Wonder why, baby, I am unique
Get to the point like I am a [?]

[Chorus]
I'm breaking that back like a Pringle
f*ck a relationship, I'm staying single
Know when I smile, I'm showin' my dimples
He got a problem it's alright, it's simple
Choppa gon' shoot, know it pop like a pimple
Everyone copying me like a stencil
Hit 'em with lead like a paper and pencil
Said I'll go blow 'cause I got some potential
I got some haters that wan' see me down on my ass, so I gotta keep proving 'em wrong
I'mma keep winning, I finna keep gettin' them W's getting money off of songs
I got all black on my hoodie all black on my outfit, look like my name King Kong
I already know I'm a star up in outer space, look like my name Neil like Strong
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