2 Chainz

2 Chainz - Beautiful Pain

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feat. Lloyd and Ma$e

Beautiful pain

Niggas study you, shorty, know what a hundred do

Actually the nigga backing me is right in front of you

Raising a daughter sometimes depending what her father do

Niggas stunt on you, front on you

Niggas can't even ball but bum on you, them niggas lame

I hope you get testicular cancer in the brain, dick head

By the time you get there I be somewhere with a six pack and a six pack

Her lips and her hips thick, my boxers covered in her lipstick

Her pussy fat but ain't good so that's a misprint

I'm a misfit, I did it in and beyond

Shorty watch, look like the old Diddy on my arm

Highly flammable, barely can get me to Canada

Run this rap shit, I got stamina

You an amateur, I aim at you

I bang at you, hope a plane hit you

Fuck you and whoever came with you

Trying to express the beautiful pain with you

Like a tattoo of a framed picture

Of a dead homie, maybe a family member

I got some gambling scriptures like

Scared money don't make no money

Bet now motherfucker gonna take them from me

Got ounces of loud, you can hear me smoking

I be coughing on the crowd, you can hear me choking, nigga

Oh, I feel so fly

Came so far but I still wanna fly

So come on in this car, this yacht, this plane

See what this beautiful pain provide

Baby, look into my eyes

Be the man or rather die

You talk about hurting, try washing clothes with no detergent

Daddy deserved it so now we serve sandwich serving

Dreaming we had I fine, so cold we sleeping on the curtains

What can I say, it got me highly motivated

Mama two job working but now the companies are merging

Need a two weeks’ notice before they say don't need your service

I'm too young to have burdens but still feel I should be further

But who am I kidding, I had bridges, I just burned them

My mama need earnings, ain't had no time for high learning

Call me a hypocrite, backslider, you name it, I done heard it

The way they speak of me you think I'm already murdered

It's hard to be laid back, my haters so assertive, but

I gave my life up, I gave my rights up

I gave my dice up and I gave my dykes up

I gave my vice up and every club that lights up

And this is where the intern with no perm lights up

You don't see my pain

I guess it's beautiful pain

It gotta be beautiful pain

Sometime you don't gotta say much

Oh, I feel so fly

Came so far but I still wanna fly

So come on in this car, this yacht, this plane

See what this beautiful pain provide

Baby, look into my eyes

Be the man or rather die

Life is a game of inches

Every move leads to something better

There is no time to play the benches

Gotta get in the game and live forever and ever

I be the man or I’d rather die

I be the man or I’d rather die

I be the man or I’d rather

I be the man or I’d rather

I be the man or I’d rather die

Scared money don't make no money

Bet now motherfucker gonna take them from me

Got ounces of loud, you can hear me smoking

I be coughing on the crowd, you can hear me choking, nigga

Oh, I feel so fly

Came so far but I still wanna fly

So come on in this car, this yacht, this plane

See what this beautiful pain provide

Baby, look into my eyes

Be the man or rather die

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