Got pain, woahMello made it rightI got pain in my heart, I told you a hundred timesYeahI got pain in my heart, I told you a hundred timesBut it’s money, money, money, money, money on my mindPut a beam on the glizzy, don’t get caught between the linesLast ni**a we got busy on got hit between the eyesRoll my problems in a Backwood and put it in the skyGot your mans in this Backwood, put it in the skyI was taught to love my brothers and to hate the other sideHate the other side, hate the other sideBougie off the ecstasy, I might act woo, uhI lost gang members, I can’t act cool, uhI was runnin’ from the police in my trap shoesPosted, tryna flip a hundred, I couldn’t buy foodCome from nothin’, but I blossomed to a tycoonBetrayal scars, can’t stop thinkin’ ’bout them stab woundsWe might not catch him today but he gon’ die soonI’m from Chicago, she said she like my accentI’m from Chicago where Glock’s what we react withStand him tall, make him tumble when that MAC spitbi**h, I’m a gangster, I just took off on some rap shit (Off on some rap shit)I got pain in my heart, I told you a hundred timesBut it’s money, money, money, money, money on my mind
Put a beam on the glizzy, don’t get caught between the linesLast ni**a we got busy on got hit between the eyesRoll my problems in a Backwood and put it in the skyGot your mans in this Backwood, put it in the skyI was taught to love my brothers and to hate the other sideHate the other side (Yeah), hate the other sideHate the other side (Side), hate the other sideCould give a f**k about a bi**h, got too much money on my mindShit, I heard they was lookin’ for me, I’m not hard to findEverybody that I’m with got nothin’ to lose, bi**h, they gon’ ride (Boom-boom-boom-boom)Saw my uncle in the grave, that brought tears to my eyesBut I ain’t gon lie, I done been through this shit too many timesMy heart’s still tryna recover from pain all my lifeI really been to hell and back a couple hundred timesCouple hundred times, read between the linesI’m still tryin’, I’m still tryin’ to get by (Get by)I still got memories that lay deep insideCreepin’ up on my mindIt’s f**kin’ up my lifeI got pain in my heart, I told you a hundred timesBut it’s money, money, money, money, money on my mindPut a beam on the glizzy, don’t get caught between the linesLast ni**a we got busy on got hit between the eyesRoll my problems in a Backwood and put it in the skyGot your mans in this Backwood, put it in the skyI was taught to love my brothers and to hate the other sideHate the other side, hate the other side (Side)