Think we found a loophole (Gangsta Pain) Turn me up YC, turn me up YC Give 'em ya all they gon' say you never gave 'em nothing I go hard in this shit because I came from nothing Barely had clothes, lights was off you know my momma was struggling It's bringing tears to my eyes I wanna change the subject, change the subject Yeah No more pain and suffering They tell me switch it up but I won't change the subject Ain't got no change on me now, tip the waitress a hunnid If we ain't chopping 'bout no paper then let's change the subject, change the subject In the streets I'm moving right, outchea dodging twelve (Strategic) Making sure everybody straight sometimes you forget yourself (It's easy) I won't cross no one I love but fuck errbody else Nah forreal, certain scars never heal Real street niggas hard to kill (Can't die) I just hope I see the top showed their hand, I washed my hands with them Been doing that a lot (Straight) I tell errbody I'm good 'cause what you gon' do if I'm not Traumatized I'm from the hood won't hesitate to find no shot (Bow, bow, bow, go!) Back then I remember momma crying bought her light bill Back then I told momma wipe her tears, yo son gotta skill (The end) Piss poor, Walker Holmes didn't know what was real (Loss) Gotta deal couple niggas mad still Give 'em ya all they gon' say you never gave 'em nothing I go hard in this shit because I came from nothing Barely had clothes, lights was off you know my momma was struggling It's bringing tears to my eyes I wanna change the subject, change the subject Yeah, no more pain and suffering They tell me switch it up but I won't change the subject Ain't got no change on me now, tip the waitress a hunnid If we ain't chopping 'bout no paper then let's change the subject, change the subject