A Gangsta’s Pain
 作词 : Demario White/Deundraeus Portis/Shelton Scales Jr.
 作曲 : Demario White/Deundraeus Portis/Shelton Scales Jr.
 (Who made this beat?)
 Oh-oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, yeah
 (Twysted Genius, baby)
 (SCALEZ)
 Ran into some dead ends, rerouted, made a way
 Tennis chain, ring, watch, light on the ice today
 Street nigga from the M, that's where you gotta keep a K
 It don't matter killers kill and killers, ain't nobody safe
 Bullets don't discriminate, just had to remind you
 No matter how you try to dodge the bullshit, it come find you
 Tryna put me in the middle 'cause my nigga robbed you
 Told you not to **** with 'em but you act like you had to
 Pink slip, eight whips, ain't none of 'em rented
 Bitch, I'm havin' money now so talk to me diffеrent
 Run the hunnids through the monеy counter, before we deposit
 Life good, bitch bad, everything exotic
 I'm cool waitin' a lil' longer for somethin' I deserve
 The streets ain't for everybody, that's why they made the curb
 These clowns is talking 'bout Elo, I'm trippin' over words
 It was SuperBowl night, we can't make this up
 Have you ever got that phone call that made your heart drop?
 Problems every time you turn around, you live a hard knock
 Free my nigga, heard the feds caught him pickin' up a box
 Numbers switchin' on these glizzys, it came with the boom stock
 I went back to where I grew up, and I bought the residence
 They come for me but I can't let 'em get me out my element
 It's easy buildin' up a name but can you keep it relevant?
 Play on my name, you see more choppers than veteran home
 And I said what I said, won't beat around the bush
 Paint your block, my favorite color red, now you a pound of kush
 I can put my hands in my pocket, everybody with me push
 These Cartiers remind of the days when I was overlooked
 **** up after **** up, day by now and now I'm havin' my way
 Reason you can't get your own stake, 'cause you keep watchin' my play
 I've been layin' low, playin' slow, stackin' change
 Made it through the rain, can you feel a gangsta pain? (Oh, oh-oh, oh)
 Made it through the rain, can you feel a gangsta pain? (Oh, oh-oh, oh)
 The streets ain't for everybody, that's why they made the curb
 Ran into some dead ends, rerouted, made a way