Pain To Profit Lyrics – Real Boston Richey

[Intro]
I had a vision for this life and I made it happen
I turned the pain into profit, that’s a good transaction (You don’t know who Cartier is?)
I was on my own in the cold, but I found my way
If I told you the whole story, would you believe what I say?
What the fu*k? What the fu*k?

[Chorus]
Uh, uh, they don’t be answering the phone, so when they call me now, I wake up, be like
Uh, uh, uh, uh
I just pulled up in that brand-new double-R, when they seen it, they be like
Yeah, come on, come on

The youngins just slanging that iron, they catching a new kill, mama wake up, be like
Uh, uh
B!tches, they taking advantage no matter what, n!gga, I can’t be nice

[Verse 1]
S 580 the Benz, I’m coming through just like I’m D-Nice
Hitting the block, I’m dolo, clutching hard, I’m toting on three pipes
Jesus-piece-ass n!gga, take it back, your ass got cheap ice
If the b!tch don’t suck the head when I get in the bed, then I can’t sleep right
Back and forth on the road, praying to God just to get my peace right
FaceTime my lil’ n!gga before he’d go to bed just so he sleep tight
Lil’ n!ggas out the hood, I used to call ’em, look at ’em, they talking to me now
Oh, you smelling yourself now? Look at you, n!gga, what the fu*k that be ’bout?
Pretty saditty b!tch, I tell a b!tch I swear I love the leave out
I got dogs behind this gate, n!gga, you see that s*it say “keep out”
I got dogs behind the fence, if they had a bond, they’d be out
How you ran it up so fast? I got one, two, three spots

[Chorus]
Uh, uh, they don’t be answering the phone, so when they call me now, I wake up, be like
Uh, uh, uh, uh
I just pulled up in that brand-new double-R, when they seen it, they be like
Yeah, come on, come on
The youngins just slanging that iron, they catching a new kill, mama wake up, be like
Uh, uh

B!tches, they taking advantage no matter what, n!gga, I can’t be nice

[Verse 2]
These days, things changed, whipped up brand-new Mulsanne
Stupid b!tch, you thinking I’m out here whipping a Mustang?
Copped the coupe, then bust the brain, get that dope, then go and slang
Get that money, it ain’t no thang, can’t let them thotties wear my chain
All them nights I stayed humble, steady praying through my pain
Young n!gga lost his innocence, he out here slanging ‘caine
And I’ma manifest the s*it I want, I’m never saying I can’t
The dope been moving slow, but that s*it money in the bank

[Outro]
I had a vision for this life and I made it happen (Keep it going no matter what)
I turned the pain into profit, that’s a good transaction (Whether a hundred deep, two deep, three deep, pop it)
I was on my own in the cold, but I found my way (Yeah, Richey Rich, n!gga)
If I told you the whole story, would you believe what I say?