Messiah Bright

Wanna talk about pain I got it Gotta talk about pain to profit Betta step up yo game its logic Or forever be lame jus honest Free Lil Juju you more den my potna Niggas noodles cause allem impastas Goin stupid might need me a doctor Lettem play I might need me a proctor Toldem I was gone blow hope I was right Some shii I can't let go and I gotta fight Keep yo head on a swivel don't die tonight Kickin shii wit two sticks Messiah Bright It was dark inna trench had to find a light Everybody got dreams I hope mine was right Need a whole 100 m's that jus might suffice Keep some clips lika film bitch I like my life Keep me some clips I like my livin They know my name so I ride wit glizzys I smoke on pot had no pot to piss in Young nigga empty I got no feeling (fill in) We smoke each other its jus like lynching Ain't no complaints thats jus the trenches 3 o's inna bank ion miss the feeling Flippin O's got me straight tryna hit a ticket. On God Bitches slutty I can't beef bout a braud Niggas mad betta keep you a rod You either hustle or yu keep yu a job Or you turn to a leach and a slob Money earned from a feature I'm hard Buncha hurt from da deepend I'm scarred What I learned in my hood gave me heart Set my eyes onnem charts Im all good this the start Fuck the regular jeep wanna hawk Bag too big for a safe needa vault How he cook up all day and he raw When she done she look up im in awe Everyday it get violent See dat pain on my face I can't hide it Cut ha off cause ha ways yea I'm tied bihh And I Keep dat .45 dat my sidekick Ain't no way you could love me lyin bihh I just know you gone thug me I'm grindin Got my brudda back you cannot slime em And these niggas gone fold, recliners I got cheese from da sauce, Lasagna Way she sing onnat mic I might sign ha Way she do ha shii I might cuff the bitch Allem crimes we committed like fuck the risk Broke af tryna hold on to scholarship If I can't live it up why tf I'm here Took it all to da chin I'm like fuck a tear and I know they gone fall just not right here Niggas fiendin for buzz this my light year Inna trenches off drugs dont got not fear God forever show love I got a gift Nigga thank he a thug I'll leavem stiff I ran into a plug got a nigga lit So I guess ima bulb, til I'm legit Lil bro make da card crack like he work his wrist Tryna check dat hoe carfax he know she hit I gotta knot these hoe a squirt fa dis But my cock top notch gotta work for dis Lil bummy ahh hoe dont deserve the dick Wanna talk about pain I got it Gotta talk about pain to profit Betta step up yo game its logic Or forever be lame jus honest Free Lil Juju you more den my potna Niggas noodles cause allem imposters Goin stupid might need me a doctor Lettem play i might need me a proctor Toldem I was gone blow hope I was right Some shii I can't let go and I gotta fight Keep yo head on a swivel don't die tonight Kickin shii wit two sticks Messiah Bright It was dark inna trench had to find a light Everybody got dreams I hope mine was right Need a whole 100 m's that jus might suffice Keep some clips lika film bitch I like my life Verse: Keep me some clips I like my livin They know my name so I ride wit glizzys I smoke on pot had no pot to piss in Young nigga empty I got no feelings We smoke each other its jus like lynching Ain't no complaints thats jus the trenches 3 o's inna bank ion miss the feeling Flippin O's got me straight tryna hit a ticket. On God Bitches slutty can't beef bout a braud Niggas mad betta keep you a rod You either hustle or yu keep yu a job Or you turn to a leach and a slob Money earned from a feature I'm hard Buncha hurt from da deepend I'm scarred What I learned in my hood gave me heart.. set my eyes onnem charts. Im all good this the start Fuck the regular jeep wanna hawk Bag too big for a safe needa vault How he cook up all day and he raw When she done she look up im in awe Where we from everyday it get violent See da pain on my face I can't hide it Cut ha off cause ha ways yea I'm tied bitch And I Keep dat .45 dat my sidekick ..ain't no way you could love me lyin bitch I just know you gone thug me I'm grindin Got my brudda back you cannot slime em and These niggas gone fold..recliners I got cheese from da sauce Lasagna Way she sing onnat mic I might sign ha Way she do ha shii I might cuff the bitch Allem crimes we committed like fuck the risk Broke af tryna hold on to scholarships If I can't live it up why df I'm here Took it all to da chin I'm like fuck a tear and Ik they gone fall just not right here Niggas fiendin for buzz this my light year Inna trenches off drugs dont got not fear God forever show love I got a gift Nigga thank he s thug I'll leavem stiff ran into a plug got a nigga lit So I guess ima bulb, til I'm legit Lil bro make da card crack like he work his wrist Tryna check dat hoe carfax he know she hit I gotta knot these hoe a squirt fa dis But my cock top notch gotta work for dis Lil bummy ahh hoe dont deserve the dick