Pain
All this pain and
It's just heavy in my face
I've been tryna change
But I've be stuck up in my ways
Tryna get away I'm
Tryna go take me a break
I've been loosing homies
But it's okay cause they fake
They put on a front just so
That they can feel okay
But I just see right through
I know it's not a mistake
So I'm steady grinding
I'm just waiting for my day
Waiting for the day
When I can get my mom a place
Waiting for an option
I'm just tryna get away
Been so long around the same crowd
I wanna new face
I be by my lonely tryna
Cop me a blue face
I want all that money
Imma put it in the safe
If I'm finna spend it
Imma spend it on my brothas
Remember all them long nights
We was scared under the covers
I don't need nobody
But my daddy or my brothers
Do it issa passion
I don't use it as a cover
Working hard I'm doing it
I don't rely on luck
Luck is just another way of
Saying that you suck
Promise imma keep on with it
Never give no fucks
I just want support
I just want my family to love
I just want my bring up all of
My brothas out the slumps
I know it's just so hard to sleep
When you hear that gun
That shit just be ranging it be
Banging till the sun
Everyone that's lonely
I just know they need some love
Feel myself I'm slipping
But I'm never giving up
I'm just tryna run up all these numbers
Until till we up
Celebrating crack it open
Henny in the cup
Shoutout to my ex she gon
Be thinkin' what the fuck?
Moving state to state
This music shit be fun
It's not a lot of love when you
All up off the drugs
That shit be a vision
It's so blurry what the fuck
I can't deal with bitches
That gon hurt me what the fuck
I just want a whitney to my
Bobby that's what's up
I just poured a 4 into a liter
Dirty cup
I said imma big dog
I know you a lil pup
R.I.P. lil peep I know that
Shit is kinda fucked
No such thing as luck
So what the fuck is really up
You acting like a kiddy
Do you want a sippy cup
You acting like a bitch
It's okay you still looking dumb
I just copped your bitch
She sucking dick
She give me tongue
All this pain and
It's just heavy in my face
I've been tryna change
But I've be stuck up in my ways
Tryna get away I'm
Tryna go take me a break
I've been loosing homies
But it's okay cause they fake
They put on a front just so
That they can feel okay
But I just see right through
I know it's not a mistake
So I'm steady grinding
I'm just waiting for my day
Waiting for the day
When I can get my mom a place
Waiting for an option
I'm just tryna get away
Been so long around the same crowd
I wanna new face
I be by my lonely tryna
Cop me a blue face
I want all that money
Imma put it in the safe
If I'm finna spend it
Imma spend it on my brothas
Remember all them long nights
We was scared under the covers
I don't need nobody
But my daddy or my brothers
Do it it's a passion
I don't use it as a cover
It's just heavy in my face
I've been tryna change
But I've be stuck up in my ways
Tryna get away I'm
Tryna go take me a break
I've been loosing homies
But it's okay cause they fake
They put on a front just so
That they can feel okay
But I just see right through
I know it's not a mistake
So I'm steady grinding
I'm just waiting for my day
Waiting for the day
When I can get my mom a place
Waiting for an option
I'm just tryna get away
Been so long around the same crowd
I wanna new face
I be by my lonely tryna
Cop me a blue face
I want all that money
Imma put it in the safe
If I'm finna spend it
Imma spend it on my brothas
Remember all them long nights
We was scared under the covers
I don't need nobody
But my daddy or my brothers
Do it issa passion
I don't use it as a cover
Working hard I'm doing it
I don't rely on luck
Luck is just another way of
Saying that you suck
Promise imma keep on with it
Never give no fucks
I just want support
I just want my family to love
I just want my bring up all of
My brothas out the slumps
I know it's just so hard to sleep
When you hear that gun
That shit just be ranging it be
Banging till the sun
Everyone that's lonely
I just know they need some love
Feel myself I'm slipping
But I'm never giving up
I'm just tryna run up all these numbers
Until till we up
Celebrating crack it open
Henny in the cup
Shoutout to my ex she gon
Be thinkin' what the fuck?
Moving state to state
This music shit be fun
It's not a lot of love when you
All up off the drugs
That shit be a vision
It's so blurry what the fuck
I can't deal with bitches
That gon hurt me what the fuck
I just want a whitney to my
Bobby that's what's up
I just poured a 4 into a liter
Dirty cup
I said imma big dog
I know you a lil pup
R.I.P. lil peep I know that
Shit is kinda fucked
No such thing as luck
So what the fuck is really up
You acting like a kiddy
Do you want a sippy cup
You acting like a bitch
It's okay you still looking dumb
I just copped your bitch
She sucking dick
She give me tongue
All this pain and
It's just heavy in my face
I've been tryna change
But I've be stuck up in my ways
Tryna get away I'm
Tryna go take me a break
I've been loosing homies
But it's okay cause they fake
They put on a front just so
That they can feel okay
But I just see right through
I know it's not a mistake
So I'm steady grinding
I'm just waiting for my day
Waiting for the day
When I can get my mom a place
Waiting for an option
I'm just tryna get away
Been so long around the same crowd
I wanna new face
I be by my lonely tryna
Cop me a blue face
I want all that money
Imma put it in the safe
If I'm finna spend it
Imma spend it on my brothas
Remember all them long nights
We was scared under the covers
I don't need nobody
But my daddy or my brothers
Do it it's a passion
I don't use it as a cover
Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Muench
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