Pick from Pain Song Lyrics

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Song:– Pick from Pain

Singer:– NBA YoungBoy

Album:– 38 Baby 2

Producer:– Take A Daytrip

Written:– YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Pick from Pain Lyrics NBA YoungBoy

[Intro]
Daytrip took it to 10 (Hey)

[Verse 1]
Huh, ballin’ nigga, tell me what the bank says
And I think that the Rollie gon’ hit harder with the gold face
If shawty bad, she don’t need no man, then she OK
I’m on his ass, bullets comin’ fast if he owe me
I’m on it (Top) I seek it, you got it (Got), beat it
She gon’ heal my soul, beat on the beat
We can’t hide it, we been slangin’ iron in the streets
With my niggas dyin’ ’bout me, screamin’ murder, throwin’ them B’s
I took it to another level, follow, you breathe
I’m hurtin’ on another level, this is all on me
Shawty, right before the night falls they all on me
Soon as the lights down, don’t sleep
Me and my niggas lookin’ for the scene

[Chorus]
Who want it? Fuck who makin’ more money
Run it up, but it ain’t help nothin’, no
If I ain’t with my brothers then I’m all on my own
I was runnin’ from the pain and I’m the one who they chose
This shit ain’t ever make me change, I’m a rider
Grew up with them shottas
Go shoppin’ and we spendin’ every dollar
He tryna text my mains, we gon’ rob him
I know they ain’t forgotten
We from the nawf, only thing not the same, that money higher

[Verse 2]
She don’t need a nigga, leave a nigga, run off with that bag
He won’t hurt a nigga, leave a nigga, hit him with that mag
Her intentions was to leave a nigga, try to do me bad
You can run off with materialistics, but not with these bands
Ho leave bands, I’ma hit with that chopper his ass
Dirty money, we clean ’em with rags
Took the air, conceal ’em in bags
All his money talk, too much mouthin’ out my pants
I just want them bundles of blue hunnids in my pants
Got my Glock out, nigga, like

[Chorus]
Who want it? Fuck who makin’ more money
Run it up, but it ain’t help nothin’, no
If I ain’t with my brothers then I’m all on my own
I was runnin’ from the pain and I’m the one who they chose
This shit ain’t ever make me change, I’m a rider
Grew up with them shottas
Go shoppin’ and we spendin’ every dollar
He tryna text my mains, we gon’ rob him
I know they ain’t forgotten
We from the nawf, only thing not the same, that money higher

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