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CHECKPLEASE (PAINKILLER) Lyrics by OkayKirk

BIG2K

2024

[Verse 1, OkayKirk]
In the face of adversity
My heart starts to beat
Get up off the street
My legs start to shake
My back starts to break
But in the end all that matters is the money that I make
Ha, Yeah
My heart's solid as a (?) now
Nothing in, nothing out, no more breakdowns
And I won’t see another man, fuck that
When its soul begins to crack and he turning on his own now
Yeah
You're worth nothing to your hometown
And I was nothing neither but I'm grown now
You can smell the fire burning in your home now
And never try to talk shit 'cause I'm the goat now
A couple seconds, make a couple of mils
And I can see over the hills when I be stacking the bills
I built an empire, never need to reinvent the wheel
Don't try to talk again 'cause what I got
Yeah, it's fucking real
[Verse 2, Matt240p]
Had my thought impressed
Double decker mind-scape
Cop up on your home base
Max your credit, save grace
Pull up harder 'cause you're looking pale as fuck, bro
I'll take a couple because I'm throwing up all of my Faygo
This shit ain't nothing
Smoking out of a glass pipe
I'm a freak my appreciation for weed
To be the thing that send you straight to the police
I'll sneak into your dreams and send you packing, bitch
Get up your action, bitch
Uh
I shake, I'm hungry
I know I'm funny
I know my boyfriend, I know I'm not ugly
I changed my number 'cause it's
In the contacts of people who I fucking hate
You don't deserve to open up your phone and see my fucking name
You’re a parasitic bitch and you know that shit
Sucking the life out of conversation
I’m not converting
I don’t feel degraded
I know that I’m changing, I know I’m not basic
Lets make it clear now, my comeback is inevitable
Even off the edibles I stand to grind a decimal
Let me spit my shit, it ain’t a (?)
(Fill out?) your 404 with your mama’s pay
[Verse 3, kit.]
This box was made for breaking
Stay the realest I ain’t faking
I’m one in a million all you fuckers think I’m complacent
I ain’t ever trade my morals for a cosign
Make it to the top when it’s my time
Wake up, rise and shine
Like all these hidden gems, I’m stacking in the vault
I ain’t gonna kiss your ass, don’t wanna join your fucking cult
I put the time and get results, why you crying, you’re at fault
You better grow the fuck up and start acting like an adult
Uh huh
Get got, fuck a sheet like a thrift shop
I’m pissed off, you ain’t hard, you get my dick soft
Get caught, should take about three shots
To piece your thick skull, motherfucker, you a weak opp
Zinniagarden harder then your whole crew and
Getting a verse from my bros, too
We don’t even know you!
You’re short, broke and ran-through
I’m counting up the bands, too
Your life getting cancelled
And your whole team, dismantled
[Verse 4]
If you violate it, we the vandals
Ball hard, 2k in the handle
Red -do like the flame atop a candle
Lit the dream, hit the beach in my sandals
Ain’t know the kid move dolo
(Gods in the Rockstar hard I’ve been Drago?)
I’m fucking with the coat
I don’t need to see the logo
I beat your ass, say hit the replay on my (ogato?)
So where’d your man go?
Stop trying to act tough when you a fan, though
You got your bands from you mama, copping SP
Even though you hit the pageant, not an MC
Test me, it takes a lot to impress me
You’re like a kid, you’re never scared of wearing SB’s
Shoot a three and win an SB, you get me?
Why you trying to compete? I’m out, check please
[Outro]
And I’m the future bitch
Fuck who was before me
(?)
Fuck your advance, homie
And I’m the future bitch
Fuck who was before me
And I’m the future bitch
Fuck your advance, homie
Get got, fuck a sheet like a thrift shop
And I’m the future bitch
Fuck your advance, homie
And I’m the future bitch
Fuck who was before me
Went on a journey and I learned that I’m the fucking man
Ain’t know the kid move dolo
Imma live forever through these bars, fuck YOLO
I’m a motherfucking superstar, what are y’all on
We gone get rich off this shit (?)
Ain’t know the kid move dolo
Imma live forever through these bars, fuck YOLO
I’m a motherfucking superstar, what are y’all on
We gone get rich off this shit (?)
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About “CHECKPLEASE (PAINKILLER)” by OkayKirk

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"CHECKPLEASE (PAINKILLER)" appears on "BIG2K" in 2024.

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