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Slimmy B System

[Chorus]
All this pain, hard to keep these drugs out my system
Old days stackin', got a nigga reminiscin'
RIP Tre, I swear to God I really miss him
RIP Quez, I swear to God I really miss him
All this pain, hard to keep these drugs out my system
You was supposed to hold a nigga down but you didn't
I was heartbroke for so long but you fixed it
Baby, you the one I been needin', I been missin'

[Verse 1]
Young rich nigga but I came from them trenches
Used to ride buckets, now we pullin' up in Benzes
Baby, you the one I been needin', I been missin'
Made you fall in love the first time a nigga hit it
All these f..ckin' diamonds on my neck got me drippin'
All these f..ckin' bands in my pocket got me limpin'
We can keep it on the low, they ain't gotta know our business
Feel like Ella Mai 'cause your love got me trippin'
You don't know what you do to me, do to me
You don't really understand, damn
Why them suckers had to take my mans? Damn
I just pray this Glock don't jam, damn

[Chorus]
All this pain, hard to keep these drugs out my system
Old days thuggin' got a nigga reminiscin'
RIP Tre, I swear to God I really miss him
RIP Quez, I swear to God I really miss him
All this pain, hard to keep these drugs out my system
You was supposed to hold a nigga down but you didn't
I was heartbroke for so long but you fixed it
Baby, you the one I been needin', I been missin'

[Verse 2]
All this pain, hard to keep these drugs out my system
Keep that thang on me, all times, I ain't slippin'
All these niggas want me dead, I don't get it
My life, sometimes I don't wanna live it
All this pain, hard to keep these drugs out my system
Keep that thang on me, all times, I ain't slippin'
All these niggas want me dead, I don't get it
My life, sometimes I don't wanna live it
You don't know what you do to me, do to me
You don't really understand, damn
Why them suckers had to take my mans? Damn
I just pray this Glock don't jam, damn

[Chorus]
All this pain, hard to keep these drugs out my system
Old days stackin', got a nigga reminiscin'
RIP Tre, I swear to God I really miss him
RIP Quez, I swear to God I really miss him
All this pain, hard to keep these drugs out my system
You was supposed to hold a nigga down but you didn't
I was heartbroke for so long but you fixed it
Baby, you the one I been needin', I been missin'


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