Goda Sri - Painless Freestyle Lyrics

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Si Cubby made this
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When I'm dreaming
I see the stars
But I can't just be reaching far
Thinkin its fortune and fate
But I'll never wait
I'm just livin large
Nothing to compare it to
Is it the plenty or the few?
Is it the penny or the view?
Nevermind
Its just you
I don't like to complain
Is it the money or the fame?
Is it the humor or the shame?
Baby what is it?
Is it the name?
Is it too long?
Is it too short?
Is it too Christian?
Is it too Lord?
Is it too this and its too that?
I can't fix it
Its not a problem
Nobody even wanted me
Never even thought I'd put a ring on it
Was always staring at the phone
Hoping anyone would just call for me
Never fit it with the school
Without ice wasn't cool
But people's hearts were like winter storms
So cold like the Arctic who?
Woah woah
Tell her mans what it do
I don't make the figures
But I make the tillers
Self made nigga you know its true
I don't pull up with the after party
Just going home
All alone
No reception
Two phones
Swae Lee
No flex zone
I'm gettin money
Not a loan
Beat it up
I make it moan
I'm a prince
But I'm like a king
Niggas bowing down to my f*cking throne
Do you see me on this shit?
Do you see me on this click?
I be making lit songs out of slow songs
So lit I be doing my shit
Crossing the border
Swimming in water
Call him a hoarder
With a recorder
He can't afford her
Ship and import her
Money in order
Money disorder
He has a daughter
Man with a slaughter
He killed a man
Then he deported
Push and he floated
Money devoted
Shoot and he throwed it
Gunin reloaded
Push and he floated
Money devoted
Shoot and he throwed it
Gunin reloaded
Push and he floated
Money devoted
Shoot and he throwed it
Gunin reloaded
Don't be stayin awake for too long
Don't be tryin so hard not to be alone
You know you not alone
Cause I be right here with you
Just pick up the phone
Give me a call
I ain't dead
I'm just lying in bed
Flow so sick
I ain't takin' my meds
Got so much brain
I be wanting more head
Got so much pussy
She wettin the bed
Got a big mouth
Don't even know what she said
But I f*ck with the bitch
Yea I'm gettin ahead
Beat up the pussy
I'm makin it red
Trap niggas
Yea we makin the bread
Single niggas hanging on by a thread
Coronavirus yea we gon take a stand
Ariana yea we finna be grand
Do you got some game nigga?
Yea I ain't ashamed nigga
You gon run up and f*ck up
And see that I'm here
Cause I'm fire to flame niggas
Yea I ain't finna change niggas
I don't mess with the same niggas
Just don't f*ck it up
And then run it up
When you in the bars
You gon blame niggas
You ain't finna snitch on a nigga
Cause he didn't pull on the trigger
Let's just keep it rollin rollin
Shit just becomin so bigger
You can't just be dissin on niggas
No matter how many the hitters
Keep it burnin keep it toastin
I be shakin the room like its jitters
Three six five
Always live never die
Pull up to the party
Nigga three o five
I'm on some typa gang shit
I ain't gon lie
Twenty four seven nigga
Three six five
Twenty four seven nigga
Three six five
Drown yo ass in hell
Matter fact take a dive
Don't nobody want you
Don't nobody need you
Go and run and hide
Before my niggas bout to see you
Do you see I'm rackin and stackin
With so much money
I can't fit it ain't packin
Do you promise to live and live humble
When I ask to pay back my money ain't lackin
Do you swear to get high hopes for dreams
Never givin up nothing
You know its like fashion
Do you wanna smile and be happy
With people you love bein around with compassion
Man I got so much peaches
See me always whippin new features
Making all the dust like teachers
Gettin all the praise like preachers
I be lookin so fresh
No need cleaners
Niggas hidin from my gang
Yea we seekers
I be shakin up the room like its seizures
I'm like an animal call me some creatures
I got hoes on my dick
I got rows I can't flip
I got hoes I can't sit
That's how we know
I can't quit
I got hoes on my dick
I got rows I can't flip
I got hoes I can't sit
That's how we know
I can't quit
Cause I got hoes on my dick yuh
I got rows I can't flip yuh
I got hoes I can't sit yuh
That's how we know
I can't quit yuh
I got hoes on my dick yuh
I got rows I can't flip yuh
I got hoes I can't sit yuh
That's how we know
I can't quit
Both hands on the back and I tap it
Grab it and slap it
Pg a savage
Yea
Who made this shit nigga?
Si Cubby made this