Pain

[Verse: {DJ Whoo Kid}] They'll never take me alive, I'm gettin' high SouthSide nigga playin' heater on my side. Every night [shot] before I rest my head, I thank to Lord For 'scaping this situations like can't afford. (uh-huh!) Gun is sold, drama poppin' all across the board (YEAH!) Mother-f**k yo' magazine and yo' Source Awards! [explode] Just a year gon' be here, Yayo is makin' plans (alright!) A shit changes like signing autographs and shakin' hands (that's right!) Makin' grands, I got Jamaican and Asians fans, (uh-huh!) More Ferrar', BM, Lexus, and racing Lamb's. - Ya understand? (uh-huh!) And I my homie - and you don't even know me I had the learn from my experience, cause nobody show me! Nobody told me I follow no direction! (uh-uh!) Teflon for protection, soon my own [? ] like the next month! (yeeeaaah!) I got a - Viva Mark (Mark...) - is a little found my spots Since everybody wanna drop {GOD-... } - first cla*s trip to the top. {DAMN! } Jake's smokin' that purple haaaaze. (uh-huh!) - Heard daddy, it's turned 8 (uh-huh!) That once I get it! - Grabbin', holdin' and I'm lil' control it. (whoooo!) Niggas puttin' clock at schemin', dreamin' and they can't see me Believe me, is not too easy, you win Buick for TV! {DAMN! } [shot] I'm hittin', splittin', ducky? on these HOES With an extra change of CLOTHES, they can show-up at my SHOWS. I gotta - clear my hands and get my work DONE (work done!) (yeah!) Cause I'm hittin' multi-platinum on my first month! (first month!) (YEAH!) {Whoooooo! } [shot]