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Yuh-uh-yeah This shit feel good Foggy haze on my Cartier's, I took 'em off and I wipe my lenses Smoking an exotic strain from Colorado Springs, to come down form a white girl binge Independent, finally got the ways to cut the ball and chain Feel like I gained another nine-percent Now I'm keeping every dollar I make and every diamond ring Looking like a white ice person Bitches triple when they see me on TMZ Froze like the stone man on Jesus T Try to keep the peace and let [?] squeeze the heat You talk greazy then you gon' need an EMT But ah, the more important shit I need to think about How can I increase my bank account? Damn this sweet, my life's peach or apricot I don't need drugs 'cause the paper's my new- Painkiller I was blue, my mind was dark The sky was grey, became brighter days And it changed to painkillers The feeling that I have inside is like a natural high And now the cash is my new painkiller I was blue, my mind was dark The sky was grey, became brighter days Letras de cancionesAnd it changed to painkillers The feeling that I have inside is like a natural high And now the cash is my new painkiller The show had turned out, the check had got signed I guess they thought I was dead in [?] [?] I sparked then I hit my mark like hot guy Man the bed had shot my Haters, they praying that I [?] and pop-fly's [?] sex is better than a Fentanyl high I'm OD'ing, OG I rep the North Side You playing games to the Grand Theft of [?] 'Cause you ain't gonna shoot nobody, but you got a gun Shaking like you [?], probably gonna run I should go take it from you and hit you with the buzz Shit, you lucky that I'm not the same motherfucker that I was 'Cause I would I'm lucky and dumb from hitting good Situation, got killers waiting to give a knot Orchestrator, I order favors and get it done But I'd rather enjoy the paper than fornicate with ya At the rest always try'na over order Drinking something that they poured at Chef Gordon's Vegas tour The beef [?] My lady got the [?] with the [?] sauce Go from an artist to a record label, bars Mixing y'all, this is something recreational Take a pull of my favorite drug 'Cause the money that I make has become a- Painkiller I was blue, my mind was dark The sky was grey, became brighter days And it changed to painkillers The feeling that I have inside is like a natural high And now the cash is my new painkiller I was blue, my mind was dark The sky was grey, became brighter days And it changed to painkillers The feeling that I have inside is like a natural high And now the cash is my new painkiller Painkiller Yeah, Webby I don't need no opiates, I'm over it The dough I get is too dope, it's appropriate That I chose money over blow to sniff On the road to rehab to the road to rich I'm feeling coastal with these Francs, Pounds and Pesos Stack lay low with amount of queso So much cheddar that the account would take so long I gotta pay three accountant payrolls Used to get my kicks from the pharmacy Now they call me young Chris Carnaghi Life switched up, it ain't hard to see They see the bank statements, they'll pardon me I'm kinda killing shit with the literate skills Hit a lick, now I send 'em big bills Triple it, and I'm flipping it real Life shit has been giving me chills This is what I always dreamed about Never took the left turn on the easy route Roll it up, took a hit and I breathe it out Now this green's all I see for now But I'm not full sober though, I'm 50 fucking 50 When I'm snorting blow, it's at 100 strictly In the green room drunk while I'm bumping Biggie Y'all fucking with me? Don't need no Painkiller I was blue, my mind was dark The sky was grey, became brighter days And it changed to painkillers The feeling that I have inside is like a natural high And now the cash is my new painkiller I was blue, my mind was dark The sky was grey, became brighter days And it changed to painkillers The feeling that I have inside is like a natural high And now the cash is my new painkiller Painkiller From Letras Mania