Think we found a loophole (Gangsta Pain)
Turn me up YC, turn me up YC

Give 'em ya all they gon' say you never gave 'em nothing
I go hard in this shit because I came from nothing
Barely had clothes, lights was off you know my momma was struggling
It's bringing tears to my eyes I wanna change the subject, change the subject
Yeah

No more pain and suffering
They tell me switch it up but I won't change the subject
Ain't got no change on me now, tip the waitress a hunnid
If we ain't chopping 'bout no paper then let's change the subject, change the subject

In the streets I'm moving right, outchea dodging twelve (Strategic)
Making sure everybody straight sometimes you forget yourself (It's easy)
I won't cross no one I love but fuck errbody else
Nah forreal, certain scars never heal
Real street niggas hard to kill (Can't die)
I just hope I see the top showed their hand, I washed my hands with them
Been doing that a lot (Straight)
I tell errbody I'm good 'cause what you gon' do if I'm not
Traumatized I'm from the hood won't hesitate to find no shot (Bow, bow, bow, go!)

Back then I remember momma crying bought her light bill
Back then I told momma wipe her tears, yo son gotta skill (The end)
Piss poor, Walker Holmes didn't know what was real (Loss)
Gotta deal couple niggas mad still

Give 'em ya all they gon' say you never gave 'em nothing
I go hard in this shit because I came from nothing
Barely had clothes, lights was off you know my momma was struggling
It's bringing tears to my eyes I wanna change the subject, change the subject

Yeah, no more pain and suffering
They tell me switch it up but I won't change the subject
Ain't got no change on me now, tip the waitress a hunnid
If we ain't chopping 'bout no paper then let's change the subject, change the subject