Hit My Phone

Pain in my soul, pain in my soul

I've been through more pain than you'll ever, ever know

Pain in my soul, in my soul

I've been through more pain than you'll ever, ever know

Soft ass nigga ain't no pain in yo soul nigga

You just pussy

Lock the fuck in get focused

This the big one

Doodie called me like"Get with me"

Bet, I'm heading west

Niggas be on flukey shit but fuck was I expecting

Having money gon' show you everything you need to know

Cause when you broke, it ain't no need for all that double checking

All that second guessing, all that wondering if she with you

Bitch, what's your objective

All these niggas crowding around you trying to show yo blessing

Can't even compliment a bitch, a bitch gon' share yo message

Pasta cooking ass bitch, get on yo steak and vegetables

Why you ain't say why he was here? That nigga was standing right next to you

Of course yo hoe gon' get with us, it really ain't nothing else left to do

They balled her out before you made it there and then she left with you

Yo secret safe with us, I'll never say no names

Dirt up on my name, but these diamonds ain't not a stain

Every time I forgave a nigga, I did that shit in vain

If you ain't got shit in your bank no more, they ain't never gon' see you the same

You ain't never gon' get out the rain with all that crying and all that complaining

With all this hustling, nigga gon' have to get rich off of something

That's why niggas dying, they be out here trusting

I should've kept it a plain jane, I should've never busted it

Sinatra do shit on his own time, you should've never rushed it

Aye, look what God did, I prayed for this

A nigga be going through major shit

Then I remember I'm made for this

Nigga when you see me shining and it hurt your feelings

Remember I paid for this

You ready to kill a nigga for winning, instead of just going lil harder

I'm on my sixth cell phone, bro nem almost home

I answer all the family calls 'Cause nigga both my grannies gone

I spent a lot with niggas' help, I spent a lot alone

Was up but he got injured twice, we starting to think he prone

I beat the rode so much, I damn near need a mobile home

I throw shit on the floor with my left my shoulder blown

You had the bag, you dropped the bag, yo hoe was gone

Yo bitch be putting you through a lot, you over strong

I ain't that strong nigga

Bitch play on my top I'm gone nigga

If you ain't P don't play my songs nigga

You need some help, just hit my phone