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Moneybagg Yo - If Pain Was A Person (Official Audio)
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Moneybagg Yo
Moneybagg Yo
Rap
Luther Ingram
Luther Ingram
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Demario White
Demario White
Songwriter
Carl Mitchell Hampton
Carl Mitchell Hampton
Songwriter
Raymond E. Jackson
Raymond E. Jackson
Songwriter
Homer Banks
Homer Banks
Songwriter
Darius Henry
Darius Henry
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Yung Dee
Yung Dee
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Ari Morris
Ari Morris
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Real Red
Real Red
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Logan Schmitz
Logan Schmitz
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Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
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(Dee, you poppin' your shit, nigga) I be tryna figure out like Why a motherfucker want you to be loyal to them? And they ain't loyal to you, I don't, I don't really get that Be tryna show love in private 'cause They done told people people they don't fuck with you in public and shit That shit be crazy I don't be understanding that shit, niggas be feeling Slick way about bitches and Come on man, if we ain't about no money, what we doin'? (Speak) I done overplayed my part They forgot about me, amnesia (it's cool though) I done hit yours, you done hit mine Why you still mad? We even (I ain't on that) The blogs put up anything (shit made up) And the crazy part they believe 'em (for goofers) Nigga caught a charge and got locked up Only reason dude still breathing (I swear) I never make a hoe feel like I can't do no better than her (who?) Heard that she got a new nigga, my bag the biggest She said he don't fuck how I fuck (haha) Bitch lied on God and her kids Threw me off, damn, that fucked up my trust I know a nigga a cross you to win Where you at with it? Yeah, I come from the bluff Lil' bro don't go through there spinning, can't do it myself (why) 'Cause my position, I'm peeping niggas in slick competition Really some bitches, sit down when they pissin' They get some fame off me if I mention But it's a shame on me if I did it I know you obsessed with me and I get it Stay in yo' lane and stay out my business (over there) Y'all running off with all these rumors and shit Quick and shit makin' assumptions Next thing you know you judgin' a nigga, damn What about the truth? It's two sides to this shit I've been that nigga I been lit, I been the shit Before I ever went public with a bitch Y'all just catching on late Speaking on my personal life My real life, talkin' 'bout how it's fake nigga You ain't me, you ain't in my shoes You ain't pay dues (speak) He ain't no gangsta, never did nothin' gangsta That's what they said (that what they hollerin') I done seen so many niggas end up dead 'cause they got misled (facts) Ain't got no time for no baby mouth ass nigga tryna get spoon-fed (nah) All that he say she say, code red Numb to it, brain-dead (don' wanna hear it) Without y'all, I wouldn't be shit Hope the haters hear me loud and clear (I'm making sure) Unc' told me, "A scary man a dead man, you can't live ya life in fear" So I'm taking risks (yeah) You can't get a fair bond last time I checked How them charges disappear (hold up) Lack of communication with my bitch (what?) Got her acting all insecure (mine) I come from the struggle like you did, nigga Why the fuck you tryna down me? (Huh) If I gotta coach a nigga on how to be real I don't need 'em around me (at all) You can't fix ya mouth to say I ain't fuck with ya At least one time Well two times, nah, three times Couldn't see the envy, I was too blind See they probably thought I was runnin' out Whole time I was holdin' back, shit a infinity clip I'm what's going on So I'm already knowin' my name gon' be in ya mouth but When you have them conversations Make sure you mention he gettin' six figures for a show 11 whips paid for, house sittin' on four acres Take care of his kids, treat all of 'em equally Momma put up, she can wiggle her toes at night peacefully Shit like that what I do it for, that's goals, nigga (speak) Hope for the best, prepare for the worse However it come, just know that I'm ready (that's it) You know a lie, don't give a fuck who tell it (uh) I know they mad, but they never admit it (who?) It be your own people (blood) They gon' try to take advantage of you if you let 'em They get a thrill off turnin' you down But never gossip but how you help 'em I heard it's niggas out here wanna touch me But I can't tell, I be where they at Watch you draw the line, so stay over there Don't come 'round the gang, don't throw up the set You not what I rep Why do some shit you gone regret? (Answer that) Think smart with it, this shit chess (ha) Just 'cause y'all related, don't mean nothin' Niggas Unc' ice about they check (hey Meech) All that, "You love me", shit ain't genuine I felt the vibe when I walked in Shit slick, hurt me thinkin' you solid then I saw you bend Even after they true colors show, kept it real on my end That wasn't my beef at first, I made it mine 'Cause me and bruh locked-in (for life and after) When I say we la familia, we la familia, we locked in for life Shit, loyalty over love We gon' keep it real first Like you not gon' see me fucking with my nigga opp I don't give a fuck if I knew, his opp longer than him Niggas'll hate you so much, they can know yo' opp a rat And still hang with 'em Don't that make them the same nigga? Shit, let me know I need clarification What part of the game is that? See, I know what need to be done Nigga need to start pullin', straight up checking these niggas These niggas can't stand no pressure You ain't gotta feel how I'm comin' where I'm comin' from If pain was a person 'Bagg
Writer(s): Homer Banks, Raymond E. Jackson, Carl Mitchell Hampton, Demario Dewayne Jr. White Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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