Bout What Eva - Laz Thaboy

(Brother Talking over FaceTime)Aye gang Say gang I love you my dawg You feel me everything going cool everything going cordial man I like what you doing keep your head up keep rapping keep enforcing them niggas Keep stepping on these niggas necks You feel me don't stop nigga You the ticket of the streets we need you out here on gang What you know about pain I'm from the trenches where niggas get deep and they cannot be saved I'm from the trenches just me and my brother and mother ain't nobody give us a thing What you know about pain this shit make you stronger and stronger If not then you going insane What you know about pain yeah What you know about pain What you know about pain the feeling like you had enough But you can't do shit but do drugs You going broke you pull off some robbings and mugs To make sure your family up We color divided white people call me thugs I swear to god I need a hug What you know about pain yeah What you know about pain I got love for nobody cause people support me the least They tell you they love you and leave My heart been froze I don't know who I could trust I don't know who I could Keep And my heart been broke cause I don't know who's telling lies I don't know who to believe Bitch who is he He walk up to fast on me then ima reach ... Bah And I'm blowing He don't believe me then bitch ima show em Don't got time to stop in this bitch so I'm going The hater gon hate they say what they say But it ain't gon stop me from doing what I'm doing And it ain't gon stop me from going where I'm going And I will not be here for long Stacking my paper I ain't got no time for my haters can't wait til I say that I'm on I lost myself and it's been a minute Say she love when I hit but I barely hit it We wear fallen soldiers on the back of Fitteds If we want a bucket we attack and get it And she hand me the purse cause the strap is in it Cause she know I'm on go I'm that type of nigga Guess she already knowing my type of living But I guess she don't know that I'm tired with it Cause this shit it could make you insane Whole lotta pain yeah we get sad and we mad but we charge that shit to the game Bitch mind your business and stay in your lane Everything that I worked for done went up in flames And it made me a beast and I cannot be tamed what you know about pain What you know about pain I'm from the trenches where niggas get deep and they cannot be saved I'm from the trenches just me and my brother and mother ain't nobody give us a thing What you know about pain this shit make you stronger and stronger If not then you going insane What you know about pain yeah What you know about pain What you know about pain the feeling like you had enough But you can't do shit but do drugs You going broke you pull off some robbings and mugs To make sure your family up We color divided white people call me thugs I swear to god I need a hug What you know about pain yeah What you know about pain

I hate when a motherfucker come talkin' to me About some shit that I ain't tryna hear Tellin' me how to do my shit "You need do this, you need to do that" What the fuck is you talkin' about? I been doin' this shit my way since I started this shit The way I did this shit got my bank account the way it is The way I did this shit got me to where the fuck I'm at So I ain't tryna hear none of that shit you talkin' about Don't tell me shit Nigga, what you talkin' 'bout? If it ain't what I'm talkin', then why we talkin', nigga? If it ain't what I'm talkin', then why we talkin', nigga? If it ain't what I'm talkin', then why we talkin', nigga? Let me tell you somethin' It's everybody's favorite crip cousin, Snoop Dogg Inductin' these woop hoes as loopholes Death rowin' them blue drawers, bitch niggas Good on both sides like switch hitters Snitches get stitches, send cliques to get niggas For you to smoke with me cuz, you need 6 figures Ask your bitch 'bout the dick, yeah, my shit glitter Nigga, what you talkin' 'bout? (Huh?) If it ain't what I'm talkin', then why we talkin', nigga? If it ain't what I'm talkin', then why we talkin', nigga? If it ain't what I'm talkin', then why we talkin', nigga? 'Cause I done changed so many lives with my vibe Made sure my crips and my wroos all survive Long Beach throwin' up C's in my stores Hollywood store, Twin Towers with the boys, nigga Switchin' bitches like I switch cars Lil' homies on go, and keep the licks for us Walkin' in the church, smellin' like a lit forrest We still good 'cause a real one kept the shit goin' Nigga, what you talkin' 'bout? (What?) If it ain't what I'm talkin', then why we talkin', nigga? If it ain't what I'm talkin', then why we talkin', nigga? If it ain't what I'm talkin', then why we talkin', nigga? It don't stop, it don't stop (Makin' this shit) We gon' let this shit breathe right here, hold up I done made so much money, everybody gotta love me But that comes with the game, my nigga, hate it or love it So what we really talkin' 'bout, if we ain't talkin' 'bout What I'm talkin' 'bout 'Cause what I'm talkin' 'bout got niggas hella bags Sophisticated crippin' with the ghetto swag Three-piece suit with a black and a yellow rag, tied in a knot Rollin' down the Laundro got my eyes on the opps Got my eyes on the cops, got my eyes on the block Fresh off stage (Woo) rich or broke loco, shit don't change Where I'm from (Long Beach) Nigga, what you talkin' 'bout? (What?) If it ain't what I'm talkin', then why we talkin', nigga? If it ain't what I'm talkin', then why we talkin', nigga? If it ain't what I'm talkin', then why we talkin', nigga? Fuck outta my face with that shit, man (You and me makin' this shit) (What, what?) It's what we do baby (Wha?) Right on, right on (Wha, wha?) (You and me makin' this shit)