Beautiful Pain (feat. Llano)

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SG Bubba K

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This morning I wake up and I look in the mirror
Every part of my body was in the place many people lie
I don't wanna act too high and mighty
'Cause tomorrow I may fall down on my face
Lord, I thank you for sunshine
F*ck an OnlyFans e-thot
I don't want no bitch that use her box to pay for detox
I don't want no bitch that's blowing glass and dicks at meet-swaps
And you don't wanna see me and my niggas in ya tree-tops
Spit that monkey shit nigga we on that Sean P
Funny how the money make a bummy nigga hungry
5 can you spare? Nigga, I'll never share it
'Cause my pockets to yo pockets it's different you can't compare it
Call me greedy you the needy one
Why I gotta feed a nigga, who can't feed his son
That's his problem nigga I'm doing good
Focused on the bag and cars with vents in the hood
When the intake's cold, niggas get bold
Lies get told when the bread grows mold
Wanna see what a G do with beef that's old
Test the joints on your knees see how weak you fold
It's a shame I don't roll with the heat on low
Any real nigga know that's the way it should go
But the price of the risk, considerably priceless
F*ck a .30-06 I hunt with an icepick
(Aight I'll try)
Wake up to kick rocks, I get it in the sheets bruh
Fucking any chick from Foco down to Mesitas
Then we smoke some Griefa, Hello senorita
Turn a bottom bitch up and down just to keep her in feature
I'm on the throne, glock by my phone
Give a bitch a bone
Treat her like a dog and she got herself a home
In the back of the Rover, roll with the controller, hand on the holster
Bitch lost her head, screaming f*ck the feds
I had to put her ass to bed before we end up dead
Latinas always have an edge acting bold, I'm just tryna get some head
And hit the road
A dime but she dimeless, call me Nostradamus
Predict the next bitch that end up on my dick the finest
The finest your highness? Can't compete with mines
It's prime shit, hundred bands then I'll fucking sign it
I'll sign it, f*ck it, a hundred racks or duckets
I only f*ck with cash bring my bands out in buckets
And if you pull some f*ck shit, I'ma cause some ruckus
Leave me with a blunt lit, you better fucking run bitch (that's it)
Take the scissors to your wings, fucking cut them bitches off
Fix 'em up and sew 'em on, just to rip the stitches off
Spite in my spit, yo my hate is legit
Niggas mad 'cause my hits hurt his feelings and shit
Put a tie on a nigga, he a doctor, he a dealer
F*ck the CVS I get my Adderall from Dillards
Flying through the villas popping pills behind some pillars
Sipping bath-tub gin, big ups to the distiller
Manilla folders holding all the answers
The cures to AIDS and many variants of cancers
The price that we pay for profit is prosperity
Ironically, the lack of honestly give clarity
Raw to the core and hard to boot
My bars rock through the floor, turbocharge the coupe
Got boys behind bars they ain't charge with proof
So these white-collar crooks better guard they soup
'Fore I Bel-Biv-Devoe Bezos with the poison
Pull up in an Amazon box, like it's Troy son'
F*ck all the promo, talk is a bit cheaper
A nigga with that money in bed with the Grim Reaper
The street sweeper kin to the niggas who beep beepers
So f*ck the drug shit
I'm moving through the hood like yo f*ck the thug shit
I want some substance, that's why you phony bitches ain't look too scrumptious

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