They tryn' break a nigga
Focused on this music but f*ck it I'm tryn' slay a nigga
Long nights with my brudda's, Heat on us we tryn' bake a nigga
Nigga call and say we into it, Watch how we frame his picture
In the trenches I envisioned a better image
Mhm
I don't know where I belong
It seem like every time I'm happy shawty tearing down my home
She don't know
What I seen, What I done been through, I done dreamed
'Bout making millions in my sleep then I woke up on dirty sheets
Damn
Trapped in this cycle I can't break myself from out it
I'm with my nigga's, We solve problems with the violence
We came up from poverty
Bitches nowadays don't believe in monogamy
Nigga play tough hollows 'gon leave him hollering
I been departed from my feelings
It's strictly I'm with the business
Tryna turn shawty into my mistress
She the only thing on my wishlist
None of these bitches got my attention
We was in love and I miss it
You the only one peak my interest
We the only ones out here drilling
We the only ones slangin' iron from them hotties through the night time
Way off in Laplace we bust yo' ass, That nigga slumped now
Running through my bag I stack it up and then I ball out
Running from your love but you the only help me calm down
I got a question, Who the f*ck am I too you
'Cause now I'm starting too feel like you don't wan' see me win, Wan' see me lose
And half the time I'm overthinking 'bout some shit I never knew
And I'll be patiently waiting until the day that you come through
And I'll be sliding with my brudda's tryna take a nigga soul out his body
They say the Dada, That's Osama caught another 'homi
My music gon' live forever, F*ck what that boy gotta say about it
Youngin' thought he would die now he 20 I hope my nigga's proud
Look at how these bitches changed on us, Nigga's hate on us
F*ck it we gon' show em' how we livin'
From the streets way too the prison
Daddy still locked in the system
These bitches hit harder than missiles and split your shit like division
I got no love
No
Every time I dish it out I never get it back
Every time I tell you bout' yourself you think it's an attack
So I'mma leave it 'lone and let you pop yo' shit and that's a fact
Osama Streety - Pain & Belts Lyrics
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They tryn' break a nigga
Focused on this music but f*ck it I'm tryn' slay a nigga
Long nights with my brudda's, Heat on us we tryn' bake a nigga
Nigga call and say we into it, Watch how we frame his picture
In the trenches I envisioned a better image
Mhm
I don't know where I belong
It seem like every time I'm happy shawty tearing down my home
She don't know
What I seen, What I done been through, I done dreamed
'Bout making millions in my sleep then I woke up on dirty sheets
Damn
Trapped in this cycle I can't break myself from out it
I'm with my nigga's, We solve problems with the violence
We came up from poverty
Bitches nowadays don't believe in monogamy
Nigga play tough hollows 'gon leave him hollering
I been departed from my feelings
It's strictly I'm with the business
Tryna turn shawty into my mistress
She the only thing on my wishlist
None of these bitches got my attention
We was in love and I miss it
You the only one peak my interest
We the only ones out here drilling
We the only ones slangin' iron from them hotties through the night time
Way off in Laplace we bust yo' ass, That nigga slumped now
Running through my bag I stack it up and then I ball out
Running from your love but you the only help me calm down
I got a question, Who the f*ck am I too you
'Cause now I'm starting too feel like you don't wan' see me win, Wan' see me lose
And half the time I'm overthinking 'bout some shit I never knew
And I'll be patiently waiting until the day that you come through
And I'll be sliding with my brudda's tryna take a nigga soul out his body
They say the Dada, That's Osama caught another 'homi
My music gon' live forever, F*ck what that boy gotta say about it
Youngin' thought he would die now he 20 I hope my nigga's proud
Look at how these bitches changed on us, Nigga's hate on us
F*ck it we gon' show em' how we livin'
From the streets way too the prison
Daddy still locked in the system
These bitches hit harder than missiles and split your shit like division
I got no love
No
Every time I dish it out I never get it back
Every time I tell you bout' yourself you think it's an attack
So I'mma leave it 'lone and let you pop yo' shit and that's a fact
Focused on this music but f*ck it I'm tryn' slay a nigga
Long nights with my brudda's, Heat on us we tryn' bake a nigga
Nigga call and say we into it, Watch how we frame his picture
In the trenches I envisioned a better image
Mhm
I don't know where I belong
It seem like every time I'm happy shawty tearing down my home
She don't know
What I seen, What I done been through, I done dreamed
'Bout making millions in my sleep then I woke up on dirty sheets
Damn
Trapped in this cycle I can't break myself from out it
I'm with my nigga's, We solve problems with the violence
We came up from poverty
Bitches nowadays don't believe in monogamy
Nigga play tough hollows 'gon leave him hollering
I been departed from my feelings
It's strictly I'm with the business
Tryna turn shawty into my mistress
She the only thing on my wishlist
None of these bitches got my attention
We was in love and I miss it
You the only one peak my interest
We the only ones out here drilling
We the only ones slangin' iron from them hotties through the night time
Way off in Laplace we bust yo' ass, That nigga slumped now
Running through my bag I stack it up and then I ball out
Running from your love but you the only help me calm down
I got a question, Who the f*ck am I too you
'Cause now I'm starting too feel like you don't wan' see me win, Wan' see me lose
And half the time I'm overthinking 'bout some shit I never knew
And I'll be patiently waiting until the day that you come through
And I'll be sliding with my brudda's tryna take a nigga soul out his body
They say the Dada, That's Osama caught another 'homi
My music gon' live forever, F*ck what that boy gotta say about it
Youngin' thought he would die now he 20 I hope my nigga's proud
Look at how these bitches changed on us, Nigga's hate on us
F*ck it we gon' show em' how we livin'
From the streets way too the prison
Daddy still locked in the system
These bitches hit harder than missiles and split your shit like division
I got no love
No
Every time I dish it out I never get it back
Every time I tell you bout' yourself you think it's an attack
So I'mma leave it 'lone and let you pop yo' shit and that's a fact
Writer: Jase Streety
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