Lyrics Live Without Me/ So Much Pain - Berner & The Jacka feat. J. Stalin & Carey Stacks
Live
Without
Me
This
so
dope
you
really
don't
hear
shit
like
this
no
more
Cause
these
hoe
ass
niggas
too
worried
bout
the
radio
4 deep
in
a
rental
whip,
.30
dick
in
all
our
clothes
He
ain't
never
seen
shit
like
this
cocaine
in
all
of
our
nose
He
ain't
never
seen
kicks
like
this
Kingpins
in
all
of
my
shows
You
don't
know
no
clones
like
this
grow
lights
in
all
of
my
homes
Niggas
won't
forget
about
me,
they
wives
know
hella
shit
about
me
She
like
don't
stop
she
not
shit
without
me
(?)
she
don't
live
without
me
Fake
niggas
can't
stand
me,
he
ain't
Mob
you
ain't
my
family
Even
if
you
in
my
family,
free
Kaz
free
(?)
Sugawolf
that's
my
nigga
(?)
Stay
out
the
hood
you
won't
be
a
victim
(?)
I
open
up
my
eyes
soon
as
the
flight
descendin'
But
never
cross
The
Mob
if
my
life
depended
I
never
sent
a
pack,
(?)
resendin'
it
Brother
he
in
the
trap
but
doin'
a
life
sentence
(?)
Put
a
drum
on
your
head
if
you
think
you
the
business
How
you
fuckin'
with
Jack
and
you
niggas
is
bitches
You
don't
live
without
me
x4
I
sold
a
hundred
pounds
before
12
o'clock,
this
dope
money
We
whip
foreign
cars
out
down
the
block,
that's
hoe
money
See
we
don't
hold
money,
we
blow
money,
these
rap
cats
be
so
funny
I'm
in
a
hotel
with
a
snow
bunny,
white
girl
nose
runny
It's
6 a.m.
and
i'm
wide
awake
and
i'm
thinkin'
How
these
haters
feel,
they
wanna
see
me
leakin'
New
gold
will
make
them
sick
to
see
me
eat
while
they
were
sleepin'
God
let
my
daughter
live
her
life
and
give
me
freedom
Watch
what
you
say,
on
my
phone
they
listen
when
we
speakin'
All
this
smokin'
n
this
drinkin'
and
this
killin'
for
no
reason
Good
smoke
in
the
air
type
of
shit
that
I'm
breathin'
Cost
4k
a
piece,
yeah
I'm
outta
town
I
keep
'em
Drought
Season
In
October
they'll
be
cheaper
if
you
need
'em
New
flavors
in
my
jar,
me
n
Jigga
back
to
breedin'
I'm
smokin'
and
I'm
leanin'
and
I'm
feelin'
like
a
Kingpin
In
this
game
fast
lane
yeah,
me
n
Jacka
speedin'
You
could
never
see
my
vision
from
your
low
position
Watchin'
these
fake
niggas,
that's
my
gangster
intuition
Stay
strapped,
make
sure
I
got
my
ammunition
In
the
kitchen,
shirt
off
whippin'
while
my
eyes
glistenin'
Nigga
I
can
turn
30
into
44
Make
a
bitch
who
never
thought
about
it
wanna
hoe
Make
a
nigga
never
sold
crack
wanna
to
grind
Make
a
nigga
that
never
had
nothin'
wanna
shine
I
can
do
it,
I
can
do
it
(she
can't
live
without
me)
So
Much
Pain
3 cribs
and
a
condo
Smoked
out
(?)
(?)
the
real
shit,
yeah
I
swallow
a
hollow
(die
slow)
And
that
money
came
quick
but
we
spent
it
much
faster
(?)
was
smokin'
Dutch
Masters
Thinkin'
bout
my
mother
I'm
screamin'
fuck
cancer
Two
trucks
full
brand
new
hammer
This
.45
hold
my
pants
up
Louie
shoes,
Cookie
coat,
and
a
38
gram
blunt
I'm
sittin'
in
the
back
of
this
big
body
Benz
I
can
see
my
stones
glowin'
in
a
limousine
tint
On
a
one-way
flight,
only
stayed
one
night
Ima
go
with
a
smile
if
they
take
my
life
We
die
young
but
this
here
forever
Leave
my
daughter
a
letter,
don't
believe
what
they
tell
you
(I
love
you)
This
(?)
is
cold
and
this
weed
tastes
good
And
the
chain
on
my
neck
would
talk
if
it
could
464
grams,
that's
a
grower's
pound,
yeah
they
love
me
I'm
the
man
When
the
harvest
come
Ima
load
it
all
in
I
got
em
for
the
low
if
you
want
it
come
and
spend
And
shout
out
to
the
south,
Atlanta
to
the
H
You
know
I
got
rich
when
I
brought
it
outta
state
There's
so
much
game
They'll
never
take
me
alive
though,
O.G.
tapin'
my
convo
In
the
hood
he
a
beast
but
he
cried
to
the
5-0
Kill
yourself
nigga,
I
really
admired
you
Turnt
a
song
to
a
game
we
can
never
retire
from
Could
never
get
a
job
cause
they
test
for
all
kinds
of
drugs
Boys
hit
the
lab,
I
was
there
they
ain't
find
a
drug
Cause
I
had
'em
tucked
in
a
place
they
could
never
find
And
after
this
I'll
probably
have
to
murder
a
friend
of
mine
Astaghfirullah,
I
never
feed
my
children
swine
Seems
like
I'm
fallin',
I
truly
need
your
help
this
time
I
know
I'm
blessed
the
way
you
manifest
the
hopeless
mind
Into
a
open
eye,
never
seen
a
God
in
the
open
sky
But
I
read
the
signs
so
I
know
we
(?)
Right
there
unseen
like
the
air
you
feel
On
your
skin
unseen
like
the
evil
Jinn,
you
know
I
kneel
I
speak
another
language
when
I'm
makin'
prayer,
this
must
be
real
Ask
god
how
I
make
it
here?
I'm
from
Brazil!
That's
a
place
you'll
never
make
it
out,
I'm
glad
I'm
here
Though
everywhere
I
been
they
treat
the
blacks...
Unfair!
All
I
try
to
do
is
make
it
pop,
somewhere
All
my
fallen
soldiers
dead
alive,
they'll
live
again
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