Pain To Racks lyrics

[Intro]
(Damn Bocci I might quit rapping)

[Verse]
Whoever thought a n*gga win
I was taking losses to the chin I still ain't never been
You ain't never did the sh*t I did I been turnt since a kid
Me and VJ getting high off meds stealing our daddy blick
I wish that we ain't take this road, but f*ck it, this the life we chose
Me and your rose was just with you is lit and I was on a joce
I’m working my cutter out in the open field I'm tryna get up close
I know my n*ggas smiling looking down like this b*tch really blow
You better duck your top and switch that low, chop knock off half your fro
We been lost count cause all we do score, look mama I went pro
They gave me a hunnid racks to speak my facts and put my lifе on wax
b*tch I'm really that, sign my first deal now I need plantinum plaques
On pеrkys I’m relaxed, codeine crazy drink got me attached
I'm moving militant I know it’s that why I'm forever strapped
No Christmas her son was banging guns when we ain't have no funds
Right now I'm missing Sean bro was the one, lost his life over nothing
sh*t where they posted at?
Hand me that shoulder strap bang this K making Nolia clap
Boy I was certified before the rap still a go jump in black
This chop go off and leave some on they back
Somebody call dispatch on my side, yeah we known for catching hats
I turned our pain to racks
[Outro]
Mmm I swear to God n*gga
Long live Leek n*gga
Long live Sauce
Long live Quez
Long live Mari you heard me
sh*t crazy, I don't know how the f*ck I got here you heard me
Wish my brothers could see this sh*t
Free the guys
Long live the guys
Long live Heffe
Long live Don Dada
Only thing I trust is my choppa