Letra de Pawn to a King - DaBoii

(Eazy)

I done seen so much shit that I was never 'posed to see

It was days I was a pawn, but now I'm livin' like a king

I done dropped on the opps, I'm tryna drop on a piece

Why you speakin' on them skits, ain't even active in the beef?

I ain't fuckin' with you niggas, I been keepin' to myself

Screamin' fuck the other side, so many niggas got the belt

Bitch, I'm still buyin' diamonds for all the pain a nigga felt

I had to cut them niggas off, that shit was better for my health

R.I.P. my lil' brother, shit'll never be the same

Everybody tryna merge, so I been stayin' in my lane

I spent fifty up in clothes, I coulda put it on a chain

Niggas spendin' all they profit like this shit don't ever rain

I don't sip, I don't smoke, I been stayin' on tip

I been droppin' new hits, they still play my old shit

I been packin' 4-0, my brodie pack the four-fifth

Yeah, I heard them lil' raps, but they ain't never on shit

Ain't been worried 'bout these hoes, I been focused on these millions

Ain't been thuggin' in the hood, but with my son and we been chillin'

I can't see me crashin' out, I'm role model to the children

Been through so much pain, if you a man, then you'll feel it

I got so many guns, I been passin' hammers out

Brother, brother phase, we ain't pullin' cameras out

I done heard so much rumors, all that shit be word to mouth

Let a nigga diss the gang, then we gon' make examples out you

Sit back and count stacks, wake up, then I repeat it

I done quit the Percocets, but I been feelin' like I need 'em

They don't know when I be playin' 'cause a nigga always cheesin'

You was 'posed to keep it player, stop tellin' hoes that we be beefin'

Hell yeah, I signed a deal, but I'm still up in the trenches

You niggas ain't real, y'all some boss-ass bitches

I don't need one 'nem 'round, he don't work, he was snitchin'

Know that I ain't livin' right, but I still ask Him for forgiveness

Yeah, yeah, I got my own bitch, so I ain't worried 'bout yours

"Why you countin' up that money three times?" 'Cause I be bored

They tell me I'm applyin' pressure, but I gotta do more

They got my brother paralyzed, I'll lace up and shoot for him

Fuck 12, free the thugs, reminiscin' 'bout my niggas

I got choppers, baby A's, and they be bigger than some midgets

I had to give the bro a lecture, had to tell him quit the simpin'

Nigga, if you can't take the heat, then get the fuck up out the kitchen

On the gang, nigga

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