"Getting Me" lyrics

All this pain and stress ain't getting me
I'm in the bando whippin' work I got this recipe
I rather sit up in the trap then pick a bitch
'Cause I'm the type to break bread when I hit a lick
Where I'm from I see nigga die over chum change
Where a nigga shoot in the field not the gun range
Where people switch up but claiming they won't change
'Cause I'm really in the field not a pump fake

The life I live I'm so thankful
Start off out of town giving samples
Make a flip pay my lawyer, now I can travel
Can't do a show in my city its a hassle
Feds always try to shut it down get it cancel
Swear I got this city lit when they play examples
I just want to get rich and buy my mom a castle
Only focus on my goals bitches call me asshole
Bunch of cream in the stu smoking on some astro
No cop a foreign I'm about my cash flow
YC in the cut yea u get dismantle
Bunch of shooters in my hood we too much to handle
Shoots like Klay my niggas don't play
My bitch so bad and my name hold weight
What happen to your dog
Oh yea cold case
And your block can't say when we show no face

All this pain and stress ain't getting me
I'm in the bando whippin' work I got this recipe
I rather sit up in the trap then pick a bitch
'Cause I'm the type to break bread when I hit a lick
Where I'm from I see nigga die over chum change
Where a nigga shoot in the field not the gun range
Where people switch up but claiming they won't change
'Cause I'm really in the field not a pump fake