[Intro: Chetty Corleone]
I would’ve never imagined the first time I met a ghost, I would get to know an entity that is as real as life
You have to support someone who comes from humble beginnings and goes through the everyday struggles to become successful
The road of life is not easy, one day you might have to make a decision that can change you and your family’s life forever. What would you do? How are you gonna react when your back is against the wall?
Around the world, in the citiеs to the suburbs, from LA, to the A, to NYC , we’vе been bred from the kind of hustlers that come for nothing, with the desire to succeed and go against the odds to make a way out
Who do you believe in? Stay true and motivated by those who’ve done more with less
We represent the underdogs and the have-nots, how else can you respect the shooter in power?…
[Chorus: Jazzy Amra]
They praying on my downfall
They hoping that I won't keep up
I won’t let them see me down
You won't see none of them days
[Verse 1: Dave East]
Pain Is Beautiful nigga, go through it go get it
Focused as long as they pay me good
I had an actress in Ravenswood (6th floor)
I live my life like its Death Row
You’d think I spent every day with Suge
Fuck if the heat off
We watch The Sopranos as long as the cable good
When I met Nip I said Dirt Gang, He threw up Nayborhood
We don’t respect if you told on nobody
Got used to that code in the lobby
Dirty lil nigga my nose was so snotty
First in my family that drove a Bugatti
The first in my family to put hands on a million
We had grams in the building
You can get shot while ya man and them chillin'
Might don't [?] that's the plan to get with em
Im wearing big gators not talking Lacoste
Watch ya mouth when you talk to a boss
We in the field like we playing Lacrosse
Act like you on and get off
Young niggas wanna be rich nobody wanna be poor (nobody wanna be poor, nobody)
I gotta go light up a candle they just shot my youngin in front of the store
We just had a little, we wanted some more
Watchin' the hustlers, I wanted Velar
We jumped out of rentals with 100s to ball
If I blocked your number, ain't want you to call
I wanted a Maybach don't want an Accord
[Interlude: Chetty Corleone, Dave East]
Go through it go get it, how else can you respect the shooter in power?…
[Verse 2: Omari Hardwick]
I wanted to play back I press and record
Guess you can say that I pray to the Lord
Bringing the pain back, kickin the door
Got that Biggie inside of me waving the 4
Mobbin deep like I'm Prodigy, Quiet the Storm
50 Done hired me, nigga I saw it
Sold him the bricks, now I’m finna explore
Talking my shit and I’m finna say more
Jazzy, Dave East & that Chetty Boy
Fuck with the East but that South in yo boy
Dirt on my sheets I was just a lil boy
Now it’s these sheets I be shittin on boy
Droppin that heat nigga I'm finna deploy
Sit back and listen, you bitches enjoy
(Talk your Chetty [?] man)
I be shaking these cops off my back
They say I'm murdering tracks
I be breaking these records in half
I be killing these niggas on wax
They call that shit black on black
I done told them ain’t no need for that
I be swervin, call me Cadillac
They just hoping I run outta gas
But I'm focused ain’t no lookin' back
Niggas hate you when you get the bag
If they got a problem matter of fact
They can suck on my whole fucking rack
Then regurgitate these verses back
[Chorus: Jazzy Amra]
They praying on my downfall
They hoping that I won't keep up
I won’t let them see me down
You won't see none of them days
[Verse 3: Jazzy Amra]
Came a long way from them painful nights
Stuck on my grind know I’m in this for life
Loving my life, can’t live it twice
That's why when you see me, my champagne on ice, yeah
Don’t think I’ll fall off, I gave you game
Love the game now we can run it up for life, hah, It's only right
Played so now It’s all on the line
I'm just saying we got in the bag and started doing [?], what you say
[Outro: Chetty Corleone, Omari Hardwick, Dave East, & Jazzy Amra]
This Pain Is Beautiful nigga, Talk yo Chetty [?] man
Go through it go get it, how else can you respect the shooter in power?…
