Russian Sable

Lyrics

[Intro] Lot of pain (Pain, pain) When you the dopeman (Dopeman) Movin' that cocaine in the dope game (Move whatever, mm, need a fix maybe?) [Chorus] A lot of heart ache and pain When you out here in this dope game Movin' that dope, man, 'cause you the dopeman I don't think these niggas understand, listen A lot of losses and gains When you out here in the dope game Movin' that dope, man, 'cause you the dopeman I don't think these niggas—, listen [Verse 1] We here in the kitchen cookin' while you starrin' and lookin' These 43 Balenci's, you don't wanna put your foot in We came a long way from sleepin' on floors and them futons Now me and Ghost in the back of the Ghost passin' a Grey Poupon See me ridin' through your hood with no roof on Damn, today was a good day, I got my ice cubes on LV on my feet, on my back that's Vlone When I'm in them hoods we ain't leavin' until that brick gone He tried to violate, they shot up his Yukon AP on my wrist, you know the type of time that we on Rubber bands, money machines, Celine Dion When you out here eatin' make sure that you put your flee' on Feed your dogs, that's the way that you keep your team strong All my dogs is in the yard, I see you when you come home I'ma throw you a bone, accept your calls on the phone (Y'all see me once you got on out the trap) Put money on your books, you know that shit that I be on, yo [Chorus: Knowledge the Pirate & Scarface] A lot of heart ache and pain (Pain) When you out here in this dope game Movin' that dope, man, 'cause you the dopeman I don't think these niggas understand A lot of heart ache and pain A lot of losses and gains When you out here in the dope game Movin' that cocaine (I started small time, dope game, cocaine) I don't think these niggas understand [Verse 2] Big birds and them ounces, money stuffed under the couches You a garabge man in these streets like the Grouches STL with them Cardinals, ATL with them Falcons AR assault rifle in the window like Malcolm He went on a paper route and became a victim Ignored the "Beware the dogs" sign, they sent the piss to sick 'em He got true fat, boy, had to prrt, stick 'em Yeah, son went OT and ended up a victim He had a phat farm like Russell Simmons Touchin' crazy chicken, plus he put some good niggas in the hood in position Importin' goods in the hood, dealin' with distribution And transportation' from Atlanta to Houston Fuck [?], my street credit's already proven I got mexican plugs and connected to cubans Makin' def jams like I'm Rick Rubin Word to Mobb Deep, this murder music, listen [Chorus: Knowledge the Pirate & Scarface] A lot of heart ache and pain (Pain), the pain When you out here in this dope game Dealin' this dope, man, motherfuck this, yo (Understand) A lot of losses and gains, a lot of losses and gains When you out here in this dope game 'cause you the dopeman (I started small time, dope game, cocaine) I don't think these niggas—, listen