Live Without Me/So Much Pain

Live Without Me [Verse 1: The Jacka] This so dope you really don't hear shit like this no more Cause these hoe ass niggas too worried bout the radio 4 deep in a rental whip, .30 dick in all our clothes He ain't never seen shit like this cocaine in all of our nose He ain't never seen kicks like this Kingpins in all of my shows You don't know no clones like this grow lights in all of my homes Niggas won't forget about me, they wives know hella shit about me She like don't stop she not shit without me (?) she don't live without me Fake niggas can't stand me, he ain't Mob you ain't my family Even if you in my family, free Kaz free (?) Sugawolf that's my nigga (?) Stay out the hood you won't be a victim (?) I open up my eyes soon as the flight descendin' But never cross The Mob if my life depended I never sent a pack, (?) resendin' it Brother he in the trap but doin' a life sentence (?) Put a drum on your head if you think you the business How you fuckin' with Jack and you niggas is bitches [Hook: The Jacka] You don't live without me x4 [Verse 2: Berner] I sold a hundred pounds before 12 o'clock, this dope money We whip foreign cars out down the block, that's hoe money See we don't hold money, we blow money, these rap cats be so funny I'm in a hotel with a snow bunny, white girl nose runny It's 6 a.m. and i'm wide awake and i'm thinkin' How these haters feel, they wanna see me leakin' New gold will make them sick to see me eat while they were sleepin' God let my daughter live her life and give me freedom Watch what you say, on my phone they listen when we speakin' All this smokin' n this drinkin' and this killin' for no reason Good smoke in the air type of shit that I'm breathin' Cost 4k a piece, yeah I'm outta town I keep 'em Drought Season In October they'll be cheaper if you need 'em New flavors in my jar, me n Jigga back to breedin' I'm smokin' and I'm leanin' and I'm feelin' like a Kingpin In this game fast lane yeah, me n Jacka speedin' [Hook] [Verse 3: J. Stalin] You could never see my vision from your low position Watchin' these fake niggas, that's my gangster intuition Stay strapped, make sure I got my ammunition In the kitchen, shirt off whippin' while my eyes glistenin' Nigga I can turn 30 into 44 Make a bitch who never thought about it wanna hoe Make a nigga never sold crack wanna to grind Make a nigga that never had nothin' wanna shine I can do it, I can do it (she can't live without me) (x5) So Much Pain [Verse 1: Berner] 3 cribs and a condo Smoked out (?) (?) the real shit, yeah I swallow a hollow (die slow) And that money came quick but we spent it much faster (?) was smokin' Dutch Masters Thinkin' bout my mother I'm screamin' fuck cancer Two trucks full brand new hammer This .45 hold my pants up Louie shoes, Cookie coat, and a 38 gram blunt I'm sittin' in the back of this big body Benz I can see my stones glowin' in a limousine tint On a one-way flight, only stayed one night Ima go with a smile if they take my life We die young but this here forever Leave my daughter a letter, don't believe what they tell you (I love you) This (?) is cold and this weed tastes good And the chain on my neck would talk if it could 464 grams, that's a grower's pound, yeah they love me I'm the man When the harvest come Ima load it all in I got em for the low if you want it come and spend And shout out to the south, Atlanta to the H You know I got rich when I brought it outta state There's so much game [Verse 2: The Jacka] They'll never take me alive though, O.G. tapin' my convo In the hood he a beast but he cried to the 5-0 Kill yourself nigga, I really admired you Turnt a song to a game we can never retire from Could never get a job cause they test for all kinds of drugs Boys hit the lab, I was there they ain't find a drug Cause I had 'em tucked in a place they could never find And after this I'll probably have to murder a friend of mine Astaghfirullah, I never feed my children swine Seems like I'm fallin', I truly need your help this time I know I'm blessed the way you manifest the hopeless mind Into a open eye, never seen a God in the open sky But I read the signs so I know you are Right there, unseen like the air you feel On your skin unseen like the evil Jinn, you know I kneel I speak another language when I'm makin' prayer, this must be real Ask god how I make it here? I'm from Brazil! That's a place you'll never make it out, I'm glad I'm here Though everywhere I been they treat the blacks...Unfair! All I try to do is make it pop, somewhere All my fallen soldiers, dead or locked, you'll live again [Verse 3: Carey Stacks]