Solve The Pain

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Yung Drippy

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Money can't solve the pain
And I couldn't find a way out it, but I finally made it up out the rain
Them niggas ain't love me, they doubted when I told them we gon' get all this fame
And I love that shorty, but sometimes that shorty make me wanna blow my brains
You ain't never had to carry your grandma downstairs she ain't have a cane
I'm still playin' ball, but ever since I graduated shit ain't been the same
Nigga, watch how I shoot from the three like a prime young Lillard Dame
People only want clout for you when they start seein' you doin' thangs
But I ain't doin' thangs
Oh
I try to bring my brodies, they don't go
So even if they support me, they won't know
We still bout to make it rain or snow
That's how it go
Oh
Brodie got that pack it's on the road
Steady movin' slowly like a toad
I could never bend or never fold
Never fold
Yeah
Never fold
I used to post on the block, man that shit was cold
Nigga, I thought that you would stay solid, but then you told
I'm sorry, but you can't even cop no drank this shit already sold
Baby, hold
You said that you was gon' love me until we're old
I'm dripped out in diamonds f*ck that gold
Run the money up and give it all to my folks
Woah
Yeah, steppin' on all these niggas I've been flexin' on my hoes, damn
Niggas keep talkin' tough, they postin' switches, we don't know them
Bitch you don't phase me, nigga, I almost lost my life over four grams
G-Moms told me, show them
Going the wrong way, pops said, no Ben
I gotta get my racks up
The trap house wasn't open
So he couldn't cop no drank, that's tough
Mom dukes said stop doin' bad stuff
Dread in my head like a rasta
Baby, go faster
You could go past them
Sticking to the basics
Frank told me, don't dribble too much
It ain't bout all the bitches you fucked
What gon happen you ran outta luck
Calm down, patience
Bro was slow, but he played for the Bucks
I don't care if you're good or you suck
Keep tryin', just don't give up
When G died, he ain't have shit tucked
First couple days, bro I still tried hitting him up
But then I realized he ain't comin' back
So I keep it on me, I can never lack
And I ain't really into chitter chat
Be happy for all that you got, don't care about what you didn't have
I was like five years old, mom dukes still feedin' me Similac
Very first day on the block, OG handed me a little Mac
But I thought there was only Big Macs, why I didn't get that
Oh
I try to bring my brodies, they don't go
So even if they support me, they won't know
We still bout to make it rain or snow
That's how it go
Oh
Brodie got that pack it's on the road
Steady movin' slowly like a toad
I could never bend or never fold
Never fold

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