RulaBandz and Lost Star Radio - Candy Pain(t)

Y'all niggas is ass, I'm givin' em hope
Put my heart on my sleeve nigga this ain't a joke
Pour the tris in the cup and you know ima tote
I can't fuck with these niggas, they doing the most
If he lie, fry the nigga like some toast
In the field scorin' nigga, coast to coast
I'm all in my head and a nigga going crazy
I been throwing dots my nigga, like i'm Brady
I been throwing shots my nigga, like McGrady
and man fuck all these thots, whoever tried to play me
He thought it was safe and a nigga just lined him
These niggas be broke and not up on my timing
Y'all popped, we got nothing in common
A nigga been cooking the beat like it's ramen
All in the cut so you never could find me
Bandz really fresh with the shades and the braids
This is my life my nigga, not a phase
Ima back out the gun, that nigga wanna fade
And Bandz gonna blow just like a grenade
I been stuck in my mind, I'm stuck in a cage
And I gamble my life just like it's ace of spades
Ima back out the gun, that nigga wanna fade
And Bandz gonna blow just like a grenade
I been stuck in my mind, I'm stuck in a cage
And I gamble my life just like it's ace of spades
I been stuck in my mind, I'm stuck in a cage
And I gamble my life just like it's ace of spades
Y'all niggas is ass, I'm givin' em hope
Put my heart on my sleeve nigga this ain't a joke
Pour the tris in the cup and you know ima tote
I can't fuck with these niggas, they doing the most
If he lie, fry the nigga like some toast
In the field scorin' nigga, coast to coast

Written by:
Derek Torres

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