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paynekc - troubling times lyrics

(chorus)

[sample]
troubling times; the troubling times
troubling times; the troubling times

(verse – brown boy)

why when niggas see you ballin’ they
always throwing you shade (throwin’ you shade)
and some all on ya’ d-ck like a b-tch tryna’
get laid (tryna’ get laid)
but when you on ya’ -ss it’s like them niggas
lost in a maze (lost in a maze)
this ain’t no phase; me, payne and bane
on a mission for change (mission for change)
locals can get hit from distance like
steve kerr’s range (steve kerr’s range)
ya’ can’t play with life “boi boi”; it’s not a game (it’s not a game)
niggas get you dealt with in a orderly fashion
i know niggas that love squeezing hand held’s
with a p-ssion
that boy brown an -ss-ssin

(verse – paynekc)

i stay on automatic; heat you don’t wanna have it
used to play the field but now the streets
done called a nigga backwards
i’m rap on this rap shit; no act b-tch
i let the mac spit; 22.3 lucky seven
on impact; yea that’s a backflip; whoa
hard to case it;
must face it when you deal with g-y shit
place it but can not face it; so puzzled
that’s where his face still (shit)
and it get real in the streets of the kan’
435 boxed us in; trapped big for the plan
nigga

(chorus)

[sample]
troubling times; the troubling times
troubling times; the troubling times

(verse – fleetwood caddy jones)

(real troubling times man)

quavo dreams; crystal’ fantasies
i’m my own worst enemy
what you know about times that’s troubling
you ain’t friends to me; you niggas enemies
caught up in my own world it’s just me
feel like another galaxy
this can’t be life i’m living; when it’s just hell i’m gettin’
so i stay smokin’ my weed; been awhile since i been to sleep
feel like a millionaire; purp smoke up in the air
troubling times; they got my mind gone (uhhh)
feel like it’s right; but ayy’ it’s still wrong
i wish god made mo’ niggas like me
ghetto -ss niggas like p
cats like b; young niggas on a money chase jus tryna’
get cheese
what you know about c.r.e.a.m; (shit)
keep it round me; a lot of baby momma drama don’t need
but my lil nigga gotta eat
but my mind playin’ tricks on me

- paynekc lyrics

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