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