Letras
Nah, this, this shit got it dawg, this shit hard, man
I'm coming different nowadays, man, I don't know, dawg, like
I feel like I got a lot of shit to talk about, man, so
I just be talking on tracks and shit, this ain't no lyrical myricle shit, this just some
Nigga, this some, this some King Cj, you feel me? Some King Cj man
Look, look, they say the money bring the pain
Well bitch I need a lot of it, so baby it's okay
If a nigga don't support me, I'ma cut him out the frame
For the ones who left, I'ma shine for you mane
Uh, they say the money bring the pain
Well bitch I need a lot of it, so baby it's okay
If a nigga don't support me, I'ma cut him out the frame
For the ones who left, I'ma shine for you mane
It started on the east side, family full of thugs
Know my uncle held them B's high
Granny up on drugs and my daddy in the streets
Tryna make a couple dollars, just so everyone could eat
Look at me, I'm the opposite of everything I see
I practice what I preach, least I try to
I'm not tryna eat with them fakes, this not a drive-thru
I'm spiteful, I might try to get you back because I didn't like you
And then I turned a cheek cause I wasn't tryna fight
But my dad ain't raise no bitch, so I gotta prove him right
I'ma fight, for everything I need in my life
When it's cloudy and it's dark, I'm the King of the night
They say the money bring the pain
Well bitch I need a lot of it, so baby it's okay
If a nigga don't support me, I'ma cut him out the frame
For the ones who left, I'ma shine for you mane
They say the money bring the pain
Well bitch I need a lot of it, so baby it's okay
If a nigga don't support me, I'ma cut him out the frame
For the ones who left, I'ma shine for you, mane