Superstar - Painting pictures

2am, the night still young

You live by the gun you gon die by the gun

Ain’t no handouts for nobody

When I ain’t had shit they ain’t offer me nun

When I’m quiet I be thinking bout killings

A lot of niggas bitches may stand in they feelings

Saving these hoes, this shit here pitiful

All these lil bitty bitches my chillens (Woo)

And Momma, don’t worry

You raised a gangsta, I’m a suvivor

It hurt me, not being able to give you what you want since I was a toddler

Shoutout to my pops for all the free game

Everything you ever told me stuck in my brain

Real OG status, and like to make a change

Shed the tеars right here and so much pain