Tobi Lou, FARADA - Pain Boy Advanced (Polo G, Dame D.O.L.L.A)

All of that reaction be so knee-jerk
I can not just do this shit for leisure
I had to hit it, the range, I had to work on my aim
I had to grab me a gun, niggas is still gonna hang
They will not take me in vain, I'm goin' out with a bang
I let it go from the lower, I let it go like I'm game

D.O.L.L.A.
I let it go, added some Os, like a hundred million on my jersey
Come for my dough, I let it go, shots, turn your shirt to a jersey
I see the snakes sweepin' the lick, niggas just ain't showin' no mercy
I ain't stoppin' 'til I'm above with a golden shot
I had to show 'em the range, they think I'm goin' duranged
I don't know how to explain, I'm just so over the pain
I'm at home with the brave, this shit ain't goin' away
I can not go out afraid, I put my heart in a cage
I'm in the home, the maid, I had to roll out the plane
I'm in the sky like a crane, I feel like Lord of The Rings
I'm in the foreign exchange, I go on tour just the same
I really think I'm T-Pain, I really think I'm T-
I'm gettin' paid [?], how can I even complain?
When I'm in that Jeep I feel like creeper (Creep, creep)
Freshman, but I'm ballin' like a senior (Like a senior)