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Hunger Pains

Visions of Edgar Allan staring at me
Poe as fuck, wondering why they don't care about me
Young nigga broke, writing rhymes to feed the family
Hunger pains control my brain, I can't take this agony
flashy chains, diamond rings, I can't obtain
Cash is paid like Cassius Clay, I am the king this is my reign
I just want the fam to be happy, whip the caine, escape these chains
Escape reality, drink champagne, cognac, the shit I can't afford
Just chillin back in the studio, smoking kush as I record
Get some girls, mix audio while drinks are poured
Conflicted thoughts, miss the fam, thinking about the lost ones when I'm bored
Addicted broads, kiss the cam, twerking just to pay they bills
Admitted sluts, they just piss and bang and pop them pills
Twisted clubs, with wishing men tryna cop some feels
Pay for sex with no respect for a woman in them heels
Pay for drugs, gotta blow connect, gold bullion from them deals
Jay burn slow, mother neglect, cold nights 10 below
Pack the bong filled with dro, bold young blacks and whites smoke L's get throwed
High as a kite decked out in Nikes, while they family still hungry
Fuck that life, I live mines, ain't finna be a muhfucking school flunkie
Decided that night, no life of crime, not another fucking junkie
No more strife, write these lines, ain't finna be no fucking monkey
Concrete jungle filled with struggle, only way out is a nigga that hustle?
Play some ball, hit the books make my way out from the rubble

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