Oooooooo oh ooooo
I be winning feeling pain,
But ain't that a losing thang, I don't know
All this pain up in my brain
And my heart the same thang, it's on froze
I'm major lil baby,
Ion bend, ion break, ion fold (fold)
Couple grand for the show, these niggas don't like that
In the telly, break her back, promise she come right back
100 grand, on the gram, I bet that I pipe that
Hit my line, press decline, promise she come right back
Wasn't no hope in the hood, but I miss the old streets
Now I'm out in Hollywood and I miss the old me
South Jamaica, Section 4, but that was the cold me
First flight to JFK, hope my momma hold me
Ain't got no majors out west, man this shit get lonely
Driving down Melrose, reminiscing on my doley
Hardest independent out, I ain't sign a deal yet
Labels hit my line, but f*ck it, they ain't talking mils yet
I'm at a funeral every other month, what's the reason for ya trauma nigga?
(what's ya reason nigga)
They see me out in public & they throw that 44 up
I feel like I'm Obama nigga
My brother lost his job just so he could show up at my show
Every night I'm on go, just to make sure that they know
I be going so hard, cause I know my people waiting
Homerun come with patience, major league and I'm sanctioned
Oooooooo oh ooooo
I be winning feeling pain,
But ain't that a losing thang, I don't know
All this pain up in my brain
And my heart the same thang, it's on froze
I'm major lil baby,
Ion bend, ion break, ion fold (fold)
Couple grand for the show, these niggas don't like that
In the telly, break her back, promise she come right back
100 grand, on the gram, I bet that I pipe that
Hit my line, press decline, promise she come right back
Swvggy K in the booth, smoking on that kite pack
Britt 57, he the reverend, town shit, they like that
Major Melz give em hell, promise they don't like that
Double RR, stolen car, charges he gon fight that
(That's a fact)
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Oooooooo oh ooooo
I be winning feeling pain,
But ain't that a losing thang, I don't know
All this pain up in my brain
And my heart the same thang, it's on froze
I'm major lil baby,
Ion bend, ion break, ion fold (fold)
Couple grand for the show, these niggas don't like that
In the telly, break her back, promise she come right back
100 grand, on the gram, I bet that I pipe that
Hit my line, press decline, promise she come right back
Wasn't no hope in the hood, but I miss the old streets
Now I'm out in Hollywood and I miss the old me
South Jamaica, Section 4, but that was the cold me
First flight to JFK, hope my momma hold me
Ain't got no majors out west, man this shit get lonely
Driving down Melrose, reminiscing on my doley
Hardest independent out, I ain't sign a deal yet
Labels hit my line, but f*ck it, they ain't talking mils yet
I'm at a funeral every other month, what's the reason for ya trauma nigga?
(what's ya reason nigga)
They see me out in public & they throw that 44 up
I feel like I'm Obama nigga
My brother lost his job just so he could show up at my show
Every night I'm on go, just to make sure that they know
I be going so hard, cause I know my people waiting
Homerun come with patience, major league and I'm sanctioned
Oooooooo oh ooooo
I be winning feeling pain,
But ain't that a losing thang, I don't know
All this pain up in my brain
And my heart the same thang, it's on froze
I'm major lil baby,
Ion bend, ion break, ion fold (fold)
Couple grand for the show, these niggas don't like that
In the telly, break her back, promise she come right back
100 grand, on the gram, I bet that I pipe that
Hit my line, press decline, promise she come right back
Swvggy K in the booth, smoking on that kite pack
Britt 57, he the reverend, town shit, they like that
Major Melz give em hell, promise they don't like that
Double RR, stolen car, charges he gon fight that
(That's a fact)
I be winning feeling pain,
But ain't that a losing thang, I don't know
All this pain up in my brain
And my heart the same thang, it's on froze
I'm major lil baby,
Ion bend, ion break, ion fold (fold)
Couple grand for the show, these niggas don't like that
In the telly, break her back, promise she come right back
100 grand, on the gram, I bet that I pipe that
Hit my line, press decline, promise she come right back
Wasn't no hope in the hood, but I miss the old streets
Now I'm out in Hollywood and I miss the old me
South Jamaica, Section 4, but that was the cold me
First flight to JFK, hope my momma hold me
Ain't got no majors out west, man this shit get lonely
Driving down Melrose, reminiscing on my doley
Hardest independent out, I ain't sign a deal yet
Labels hit my line, but f*ck it, they ain't talking mils yet
I'm at a funeral every other month, what's the reason for ya trauma nigga?
(what's ya reason nigga)
They see me out in public & they throw that 44 up
I feel like I'm Obama nigga
My brother lost his job just so he could show up at my show
Every night I'm on go, just to make sure that they know
I be going so hard, cause I know my people waiting
Homerun come with patience, major league and I'm sanctioned
Oooooooo oh ooooo
I be winning feeling pain,
But ain't that a losing thang, I don't know
All this pain up in my brain
And my heart the same thang, it's on froze
I'm major lil baby,
Ion bend, ion break, ion fold (fold)
Couple grand for the show, these niggas don't like that
In the telly, break her back, promise she come right back
100 grand, on the gram, I bet that I pipe that
Hit my line, press decline, promise she come right back
Swvggy K in the booth, smoking on that kite pack
Britt 57, he the reverend, town shit, they like that
Major Melz give em hell, promise they don't like that
Double RR, stolen car, charges he gon fight that
(That's a fact)
Writer: Tahleek Weekes
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