Zainro - YSLs and Bentleys (feat. Pronto NDO)

Get that bread by any means
I make it happen, get to clapping for that fucking green
Told her chill out don't get to tapping on that fucking screen
My life a real movie scene but bae my life ain't what it seems
I use the drugs to hide the pain but they don't work no more
Cant communicate to save my life say what you cursing for
But baby it's the fact that all these demons in head, and bitch I want em dead
I pop them pills til it don't hurt no more
Lord I lost my focus but I'm sorry, cant keep smiling
I'm chasing the medallion
I'm sorry but ain't no church no more
And I ain't tryna rap but this pain come through these verses though
And they tryna hold me down, it's a shame how that shit working though
You had a shot and let it go
Bang bang
That's all you gon hear keep fucking with gang gang
Nothing changed, niggas be tucking they shit I let my chain hang
Blew the brain
That's how I'm treating that coupe, it's spitting out blue flames
And I got a clean drank, I keep fucking around with Zain it ain't gon stay the same
Blue faces
Promise I ain't tryna kick it you could be the Liu-est Kang
Heard that nigga got setup
Bitch tryna get her bread up
Last nigga tried got wet up
Nigga better lift your head up
Say you want smoke nigga bet up
NDO gang wont let up
Before I left I had to change clothes
My OG finna fight a ten, she like to swang doors
You fuck with me or one of mine then everything goes
And when them demons on my mind I let my pain show
Ain't been to no islands, tropical cookie my aroma
Shordy know my pride high, go from here to Tacoma
I'm tryna get some money from these shows, get on the road
That Louie V been fucking my head up I ain't touching that no more
Still pop til I'm in a coma, fuck making it home
Oizys evil deceiver, she want me to leave y'all all alone
And bitch I'm paranoid, back it up
Foenem load ratchets up
Nigga try me better keep them ratchets tucked
Shordy I'm broken, you know that
Momma asked me what do I do with pain, don't show that
After I map out where her throat at, I throw that, come get your hoe back
And if he try to bug with me, I grab that nine and blow that, fasho that
Get that bread by any means
I make it happen, get to clapping for that fucking green
Told her chill out don't get to tapping on that fucking screen
My life a real movie scene but bae my life ain't what it seems
I use the drugs to hide the pain but they don't work no more
Cant communicate to save my life say what you cursing for
But baby it's the fact that all these demons in head, and bitch I want em dead
I pop them pills til it don't hurt no more
Lord I lost my focus but I'm sorry

Written by:
Samuel R, Seth W

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