Stomach Pains

I come from stomach pains, that real struggle runnin' through my veins

I started with this rap shit then started movin' things, still bump that bad ass a nigga goin' through some things

I fuck my pack up, just for temporary gain, momma held me down when I was lost, how could

I forget it, when I get this mill off the top, you know I gotta split it

Steady gettin' recognition, now they lookin' at me different, remember I was broke, I'm gettin money, now

I'm penny pinchin', niggas hatin', but that's just how the game is

It's all fucked up, they rather be broke than famous, real boss moves, but they ain't gettin' my language

Better keep it on you, my nigga, you gotta stay dangerous

All my niggas out that cell' that's what I'm picturin', makin' people feel me through these bars and these sentences

Dividends, what I'm gon' be makin' through my business is, it's always some work to do, so I don't see me finishin'