Expensive Pain

[Intro]
Zone, I got lights in this bitch, turn me up somethin Cruz
Jim in this bitch, Ellis in this bitch, wassup?
Uh
I bought the Richie for a quarter but I sold it for a nickel
Hold on, lemme hit the blunt
Im bringin real niggas home, shit, Im the realest, its official
Yeah, uh
[Verse 1]
When I start stressin, I get bored, might spend a million, that shit tickle
On the freeway movin slow, he caught Ls and we both pick em
In the cell but you cant tell that in the jail
Cause we dont feel no pain unless them kids say in vain that I miss you
If you my dawg, Im tryna put you on the shit that Im on
Super drippy, made the Patek match the kicks I got on
Totin the semi-automatic, aint no pushin me, dawg
Time bomb, niggas tickin me off
Look at the skyline the penthouse, like Walt Disney, dawg
Send her to the mall and tell her , 'Get some Dior'
Made her text her best friend, she said, 'He Christian Dior'
And the crazy part about it, there wasnt shit in the yard
Shit, I been winnin a long time, I know they sick of me, yeah
Got me switchin up my flow again, switchin up my hoe again
Errybody been changin, got me switchin up my bro again
My dawg did his bid, he came back home and switched his pole again
And I aint even wanna tell him to slide, we try and go again
Once we got active, I said, 'Go again,' yeah
King in my trenches , I'm not active, all I know is when
Tote the blower, this like oh to ten, yeah
[Chorus]
And this expensive pain
When you ridin through the trenches, bulletproof all on the Range
This expensive pain
Lovin on the bitch you claim knowin some rich niggas hittin
Itll never be the same, this expensive pain
This expensive pain
Went through some shit about this money, I seen some niggas change, expensive pain
A million on the Richard, and its plain
And its crazy, I never check the time in all expensive frames
These Cartiers, Im with your bitch and I just called her here, we all in here
Ask bout me in Starlets, shit, I used to ball in there
[Verse 2]
Shit, I been throwin paper since Bernice was goin hard in there, no kizzy
Yeah, expensive bitches, more money, more riches
Cops get behind us, we start takin all switches
Niggas bein nice, but we dont be in yall business
Shit, how you think we always end up bein in yall bitches?
This is the same feelin that you get like when you a kid on Christmas
I just knocked down a lil celeb and I was on her hit list
And I aint been rappin, I been trappin, tryna learn my business
They thought I fell off, but they well off
I gotta keep my name worth more than money and gold
Remain humble around my people cause I dont spoil my soul
And I keep my dreams before fame and all these funny lil hoes
Cause I got two sons thats kings and they like three lil bros
And they everything they cop, I order them clothes
Gotta watch for everything, that dotll spoil your ghost
And I be partyin with people that got the word of control
Cause they know I got the influence you can feel in your soul
This is culture currency, money shit dont ever worry me
Gotta have my chopper in front of this bitch, this shit been gettin embarrassin
She seen me cuddle with my stick, said, 'Boy, you need some therapy'
And I cant lie, I prolly do, cause I still have dreams of niggas airin me
It aint no **** in fair to me
I let bad bitches ****in share me, and they love it, clearly
Used to fit eighty in them pockets, now we dub America
Besides, just cut the Cullinan up like I know culinary
[Chorus]
And this expensive pain
When you ridin through the trenches, bulletproof all on the Range
This expensive pain
Lovin on the bitch you claim knowin some rich niggas hittin
Itll never be the same, this expensive pain
This expensive pain
Went through some shit about this money, I seen some niggas change, expensive pain
A million on the Richard, and its plain
And its crazy, I never check the time in all expensive frames
These Cartiers, Im with your bitch and I just called her here, we all in here
Ask about me in [?], shit , I used to ball in there
[Outro]
See that girl right there?
I can see it in her eyes, shesa Dreamchaser