Pain / Money

[Verse 1:] Thirty, we'll probably rule the world before we're thirty 25 to life and making epicness this early I mean look at us, or roll with us And taking shots, throwing up Don't throw it up I know it suck Just chase it with some honey (what) Twenty, the shit we 'bout to do in our twenties Writing verses to a scene it should playing out the Emmy's Heh, shit Mr. Smith, Will they like this? A prince without the jazz at the big white crib 80 Mill, 80 Mill, I think that's fair for what we brought up And shoutout to my idols, this is what you niggas taught us And shoutout to my team, this is what you niggas proud of And shoutout to my mom, for y'all ain't dream a little louder Turn it up, feel the rain The rookie's ring a king's pain Same throne, different name That's the glory of the game We'll do it, that's the glory of the game boy I'm just playin' with these niggas, no gameboy [Chorus: x2] Good for you, and bad for us We did it for the game, they mad at us You're 0 for 2, we're 2 and 0 It's been a nice living life in the studio Don't worry, just say you're sorry Sorry, you're wrong [Verse 2:] Fifty, maa you gon' get richer in your fifties I know this is was not the plan but understand they have been quickly They can hate on us Wait on us Whichever comes first is crazier I hope they just know the pain Never come close to this loaded cane No lie, no lie, no fucking lie We all feel good, I wonder why That Kanye, that Jay Z That Eminem, that Hailie That good mix, that bad bitch The things that fucking made me Or swayed me away from the truth Away from the streets, closer to the booth Heh, thirty, we'll probably rule the world before we're thirty 25 to life and making epicness this early I mean look at us, or roll with us And taking shots, throwing up Don't throw it up I know it suck Just chase it with some honey (what) Twenty, the shit we 'bout to do in our twenties Writing verses to a scene it should playing out the Emmy's Heh, shit Mr. Smith, Will they like this? A prince without the jazz at the big white crib [Chorus: x2] Good for you, and bad for us We did it for the game, they mad at us You're 0 for 2, we're 2 and 0 It's been a nice living life in the studio Don't worry, just say you're sorry Sorry, you're wrong [Verse 3:] We grew up with no daddy Sadly that didn't even matter Cause Lucy was my father Really, one hell of an actor So the world was out to get me Maa, I told you, I told you You told me be the best Well can I show you? Show you all the reasons I'm alive I need this feeling to survive They say the money keeps it right Well I don't really need these lights And maa you know that, you know that I really hope you know that I ain't change for the change Run to the rain, and turn to the drugs To numb this pain You know that, you know that I really hope you know that You know that, you know that I really hope you know that [Verse 4:] Money That's what you want That's what you need It's in your roots It's in your flesh It's who you are It's what you bleed Or maybe God made me different But this cocaine ain't for sniffing These words are up to fiends To shine some light on all their sinning That the narrow, that the narrow Devil's food for all the pharaohs Make it work for you, and don't chase it We'll run to the money, just pace it Face it, everything is anything Money ain't shit, if you ain't shit Let us sin, don't let us wim But I really hope somebody takes this You saw that, you saw that I really hope that you saw that I ain't change for the change Run to the rain, and turn to the drugs To numb this pain You saw that, you saw that I really hope that you saw that You saw that, you saw that I really hope that you saw that Now you know. Now they know