| Niggas studying shawty know what a hundred do
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| Actually the nigga backing me is right in front of you
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| Raising a daughter sometimes depending what her father do
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| Niggas stunt on you, front on you
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| Niggas can’t even ball but bunt on you, them niggas lame
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| I hope you get testicular cancer in the brain, dickhead
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| By the time you get that
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| I be somewhere with a six pack and a six pack
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| Her lips and her hips thick
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| My boxers are covered in her lipstick
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| Her pussy fat but ain’t good, so that’s a misprint
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| I’m a misfit, I did it and beyond
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| Shiny watch look like the old Diddy on my arm
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| Highly flammable, barely keep getting in Canada
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| Run this rap shit, I got stamina
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| You an amateur, I aim at 'cha, I bang at 'cha, hope a plane hit 'cha
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| Fuck you and whoever came witcha
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| Trying to express the beautiful pain witcha
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| Like a tattoo of a framed picture
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| Of a dead homie, maybe a family member
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| I got some gambling scriputres like um
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| Scared money don’t make no money
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| Bet now motherfucker gonna take them from me
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| Got ounces of loud you can hear me smoking
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| I be coughing on the crowd you can hear me choking nigga
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| Oh I feel so fly
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| Came so far, but I still wanna fly
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| So come on in this car, this yacht, this plane
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| See what this beautiful pain, provide
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| Baby look into my eyes
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| Shamon. |
| hm-mmm
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| You talk about hurting try washing clothes with no detergent
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| Daddy deserted so now we syrup sandwich serving
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| Dreaming we had a furnace so cold sleeping on the curtains
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| What can I say it got me highly motivated, mama two job working
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| But now the companies are merging
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| Need a two week notice before they say don’t need your service
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| I’m too young to have burdens, but still feel I should be further
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| But who I’m I kidding I had bridges but I just burned them
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| My mama need earnings, ain’t had no time I had learning
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| Call me a hypocrite, backslider, you name it I done heard it
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| The way they speak of me you think I’m already murdered
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| It’s hard to be laid back, my haters so assertive, but
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| I gave my life up, I gave my rights up
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| I gave my dice up and I gave my dykes up
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| I gave my vice up and every club that lights up
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| And this is were the intern with no perm lights up
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| You don’t see my pain
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| I guess it’s beautiful pain
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| It gotta be beautiful pain
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| Sometime you don’t gotta say much
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| Life is a game of inches
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| Every move leads to something better
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| There is no time to play the benches
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| Gotta get in the game and live forever, and ever
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| I’ll be the man or I rather die |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Beautiful Pain , by - 2 Chainz. Song from the album B.O.A.T.S. II #METIME, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп