To My Self - Kin$oul

It’s Razy

Cash Molly

Painkid got all the sauce

All this pain, feel like I’m drowning

Swam through it all like a flounder

I must say silent like counters

Threw all of this money, I count her

It hurt when you lose one that you love

Got a heart, get it right out the mud

So try all to hate, know is that enough

Get fast money, been the first now

Numbers in my head feel like need hoe

Yeah, I hate probat-, stressing over PO

I never change, I’ma dog, that’s a G-code

It hard for me to open up, I lost a key hole

I rather keep it to myself, I got a lot of stories

Nigga really out here shooting, boy, they wildin' won’t he

MAC 10 and 11, watch us slide up on you

'Bout to dodge a bullet, shit, but it’s a challenge homie

Really been through a lot, but I don’t stress about it

Go hard and make music, get a check about it

Bitches really talking sick, you need a check about it

Hoes gonna do it, they gon' do, can’t get upset about it

When I get way too depress, I might just pop Madonna

Smell the liquor on my breath when I tryna talk up

Lot of problems in my head, I can get around it

When you get lost in this word, there’s no lost and found

When I lost my dog, I changed (I changed), ain’t been the same (The same)

All this pain flow through my vein, I’ll never change up my gain

I’m getting money and I still been the same

The niggas hating, why they acting that way

That .45 and .30, stash shit away

Might rob a nigga just like back in the day

Numbers in my head feel like need hoe

Yeah, I hate probat-, stressing over PO

I never change, I’ma dog, that’s a G-code

It hard for me to open up, I lost a key hole

I rather keep it to myself, I got a lot of stories

Nigga really out here shooting, boy, they wildin' won’t he

MAC 10 and 11, watch us slide up on you

'Bout to dodge a bullet, shit, but it’s a challenge homie

MAC 10 and 11, watch us slide up on you

I rather keep it to myself, I got a lot of stories

I rather keep it to myself, I got a lot of stories