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Alldaway Dre - Painting Pictures Remix Lyrics

[Intro]
Mm-mm-mm
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Ayy, just thinking 'bout the way you make me feel
It's so, it's so real

[Chorus]
2 AM, the night still young
You live by the gun, you gon' die by the gun
Ain't no handouts for nobody
When I ain't had shit, they ain't offer me nothin'
When I'm quiet, I be thinking 'bout killings
A lot of niggas bitch-made, stay in they feelings
Saving these hoes, this shit here pitiful
All these lil' bitty bitches my chillens, ooh
And Mama, don't worry
You raised a gangster, I'm a survivor
It hurt me
Not being able to give you what you want since I was a toddler
Shout out to my pops for all the free game
Everything you evеr told me, it stuck in my brain
Real OG status and like to makе a change
Shedded tears writin' this, seen so much pain

[Verse 1]
Pain that you feel even wit anesthesia
Sick of da pain that you feel wit no fever
Gotta keep strivin' give hope to my people
Did me some bad in dis world full of evil
How else you finna survive
When dey be tryna put death on da ones most alive
It be da hardest of times
For da ones dat kept it eal and dat's really gon' ride
Ain' t got force me to slide
Unleashin everything when a lil fuck nigga try it
I knowthese fuck niggas spyin
But dey know better to ever go back wit dat vibe
So many tears in my eyes
Niece lost her mama before she could even turn 5
Mama just know that I'm tryin
To make ya happy and to ease ya from all of da cryin'
[Chorus]
2 AM, the night still young
You live by the gun, you gon' die by the gun
Ain't no handouts for nobody
When I ain't had shit, they ain't offer me nothin'
When I'm quiet, I be thinking 'bout killings
A lot of niggas bitch-made, stay in they feelings
Saving these hoes, this shit here pitiful
All these lil' bitty bitches my chillens, ooh
And Mama, don't worry
You raised a gangster, I'm a survivor
It hurt me
Not being able to give you what you want since I was a toddler
Shout out to my pops for all the free game
Everything you ever told me, it stuck in my brain
Real OG status and like to make a change
Shedded tears writin' this, seen so much pain

[Verse 2]
All the sheisty shit that I've done, blessed to not be in no chains
Uncle killed me when I was young, Mama blessed the boy with the cocaine
Growing up, I ain't have no daddy, my mama played both roles
Been hard on a nigga since I came out the womb, yeah, the pussy hole
I was taught to trust none
Face your problems, never run
Lil' bitch holler she pregnant
You a lil' nat-nat, that ain't my son
Tryna trap me, know I had a glove
Fuck them feelings, slatt, I'm a thug
You a lil' dusty ho, you're the rug
Ayy, and it's still fuck love
[Outro]
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