No Pain No Gain
HIDDNHILLS
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You rocking with an old school soul
Whippin' down the one way stoned
Drippin' on the runway vogue
Make a couple M's then coast
Can't do new friends, in my old ways
Niggas be stuck in their hoe phase
Been like this is O' eight
Mix a lil Gin with the O J
Okay, Okay
Niggas actin man they so strange
Yeah I been him, I don't know fake
Been locked in, don't throw shade
Gon' be like this till my old age
Don't play
No game
No pain, No gain
One love
No hate
I got one, two, I got three phones
I got missed calls, I got freak hoes
I got big drawls, I got big poles
I got heat, yeah, give you a heat stroke
So say my name, say my name
In the town switching lanes, ten toes down, grippin' grain
Brand new Alexander Wang
Niggas faking like he mad, swear we never been the same
Got a problem, run the fade
Never listen, niggas strange
My team different, move the chains
Big boy business, move to Spain
Be a witness to the game
Money printing like a bank
Windows tinted, in the range
Ball like pippin, we got aim
On a mission to the cake
And if I'm just bein' frank
All this shit just sound the same
Roll some tree, light it up, hold it in, ease the pain
Overthink what I know, what I see, and what I ain't
Know I always been that nigga who been known to make a play
In the city, that's Uneasy, like Batiste and Lil Wayne
Guarantee I'm overseas with bout a B up in the bank
Give a fuck bout what you think, I'm just tryna make a way
For my family and my dawgs, I can't just sit around and wait
Went from the bus to a Benz, got a lot I could give
Off the top, fuck a opp, run the block, for the trend
Drop the top, for the kids
From a thought to a pen
Done a lot, want a lot, I can't stop, till the end
I got rocks, in my hands, polo socks, in my vans
Lotta stocks, I finance, what I rock, it depends
I got Louis, I got Prada I got Tommy, and lanvin
From the city to the Nirvana, don't got time to play pretend
You rocking w an old school soul
Whippin down the one way stoned
Drippin on the runway vogue
Make a couple M's then coast
Can't do new friends, in my old ways
Niggas be stuck in their hoe phase
Been like this is O' eight
Mix a lil Gin with the O J
Okay, Okay
Niggas actin, man they so strange
Yeah I been him, I don't know fake
Been locked in, don't throw shade
Gon' be like this till my old age
Don't play
No game
No pain, No gain
One love
No hate