More Pain (feat. Toosii)

I keep losing all my niggas, it's bringing more pain I keep losing all my Ain't shit changed (Ayy, Arjun, run that check up) Ain't shit changed, I'm still posted in the hood Ain't shit changed, I'm still posted in the hood Ain't shit changed, I'm still posted in the hood (Go get 'em, Sai, go get 'em) I keep losing all my niggas, it's bringing more pain Them boys don't give a fuck about no fame, they play no games Christian Loub', got blood all on my shoes, I hit 'em close-range Six-figure nigga, I'm still in the hood, bitch, ain't shit changed Tell them boys, "I'm taking what come with this fame, it's whatever now" Love them boys to death, I hope they never put they glizzies down Done seen too many caskets, I'm traumatized forever now More money, more problems, this shit 'posed to be getting better now Shit changed, them flights back-to-back, I don't be home now I don't need security by my side, I hold my own now Boy, you better not play with none of my woadies, get 'em gone now I don't know how to love, I put my feelings in these songs now Then Steve died, that's when I just thought I had lost everything I'm married to the game, I probably won't never buy no wedding ring Diamonds dancing on my chain, reach for this, I bust your brain Legendary in the hood already, them people gon' remember my name Do anything to see my mama smiling, I don't care what it is Told 'em, "It's all love", and I won't brag about the shit I did Know them niggas out to get me, shit, that's just the way it is Blowing money fast and I'm shining, that's just the way we live Know them niggas waiting for me to fall off, I'm on the rise now Know my mama proud of me, I see it in her eyes now Youngin going crazy, all them niggas look surprised now Promise it's only gon' be tears of joy if we cry now I keep losing all my niggas, it's bringing more pain Them boys don't give a fuck about no fame, they play no games Christian Loub', got blood all on my shoes, I hit 'em close-range Six-figure nigga, I'm still in the hood, bitch, ain't shit changed Tell them boys, "I'm taking what come with this fame, it's whatever now" Love them boys to death, I hope they never put they glizzies down Done seen too many caskets, I'm traumatized forever now More money, more problems, this shit 'posed to be getting better now Sneaked out, I hope Flip ain't think I missed the funeral Shit ain't make no sense, I'm tryna blitz, I'm adding two and two And what's crazy is his face card good, never thought we'd feel so bad Moved out the house, I wanted to be in the hills so bad Pulled up Trackhawk 2020, not a Cullinan If she ain't love me 2020, 2021, I'ma fuck her friend Said, my heart cold but the hood colder and I miss the guys Not a good thing when I say, "What a time to be alive" Ayy, wonder how Kyro doing They say he crazy, I don't think he crazy, I think they lying to him Ayy, bro locked for murder, I think I'm influenced Bitch, I been gunning at the opps ever since we got into it Ayy, tryna wash the pain from the past, finna watch closest How you do it all by yourself and you the top dog? Tryna get 'em knocked off, know a bitch that could make a rock soft She could get me rock hard, she do that, I'll fuck her socks off I keep losing all my niggas, it's bringing more pain Them boys don't give a fuck about no fame, they play no games Christian Loub', got blood all on my shoes, I hit 'em close-range Six-figure nigga, I'm still in the hood, bitch, ain't shit changed Tell them boys, "I'm taking what come with this fame, it's whatever now" Love them boys to death, I hope they never put they glizzies down Done seen too many caskets, I'm traumatized forever now More money, more problems, this shit 'posed to be getting better now