Pain Hit (feat. Lil Dred)
I swear that pain hit I'm on that same shit
So much on my mind but sometimes i just cant vent
Sometimes i just gotta question god cuz it don't make sense
Gotta find a way to beat the odds we gotta take risk
Bro ain't tryna go and get no job he rather take shit
Bro ain't tryna shoot outta no cars he rather face shit
I'm still hoping that they free my dogs who fighting cases
I still can't believe i lost my dog i couldn't save em
I said a prayer for my nigga he ain't come back yet
I'm sending money to my shooters they still calling collect
I know some niggas with some bodies but they calm and collect
Streets like a landmine you better watch where you step
They got my nigga in that county doing dead time
They had my brother in that cell doing fed time
They try to kick you when you down it happen every time
Just stay on yo p's and q's don't put yo head down
Yeah ain't shit change yet we on that same shit
Bro got accuracy wit glizzies like he can't miss
I can't believe i lost my dog i swear that pain hit
I'm still wit the same niggas no i cant switch
I swear that pain hit I'm on that same shit
So much on my mind but sometimes i just cant vent
Sometimes i just gotta question god cuz it don't make sense
Gotta find a way to beat the odds we gotta take risk
Bro ain't tryna go and get no job he rather take shit
Bro ain't tryna shoot outta no cars he rather face shit
I'm still hoping that they free my dogs who fighting cases
I still can't believe i lost my dog i couldn't save em
Dred
I couldn't save em wish them shots would've grazed em
When that pain hit feel like my chest fina cave in
Fly nigga purple heart feeling like a raven
Stay dangerous riding round with wilt chamberlain
Be feeling crazy gotta hide these hammers from my baby
Can't explain it it's a whole different feeling ain't it
Litty got the glittys up daily
You'll think he beefing with the army and the navy
Looking in the mirror like look how the streets made me
I was just down bad tryna buck the rent lady
Hit the stu and let that pain hit my life so crazy
Cooking up like cajun spit my pain they gone pay me
When you dead they say you painless
I swear that pain hit I'm on that same shit
So much on my mind but sometimes i just cant vent
Sometimes i just gotta question god cuz it don't make sense
Gotta find a way to beat the odds we gotta take risk
Bro ain't tryna go and get no job he rather take shit
Bro ain't tryna shoot outta no cars he rather face shit
I'm still hoping that they free my dogs who fighting cases
I still can't believe i lost my dog i couldn't save em
So much on my mind but sometimes i just cant vent
Sometimes i just gotta question god cuz it don't make sense
Gotta find a way to beat the odds we gotta take risk
Bro ain't tryna go and get no job he rather take shit
Bro ain't tryna shoot outta no cars he rather face shit
I'm still hoping that they free my dogs who fighting cases
I still can't believe i lost my dog i couldn't save em
I said a prayer for my nigga he ain't come back yet
I'm sending money to my shooters they still calling collect
I know some niggas with some bodies but they calm and collect
Streets like a landmine you better watch where you step
They got my nigga in that county doing dead time
They had my brother in that cell doing fed time
They try to kick you when you down it happen every time
Just stay on yo p's and q's don't put yo head down
Yeah ain't shit change yet we on that same shit
Bro got accuracy wit glizzies like he can't miss
I can't believe i lost my dog i swear that pain hit
I'm still wit the same niggas no i cant switch
I swear that pain hit I'm on that same shit
So much on my mind but sometimes i just cant vent
Sometimes i just gotta question god cuz it don't make sense
Gotta find a way to beat the odds we gotta take risk
Bro ain't tryna go and get no job he rather take shit
Bro ain't tryna shoot outta no cars he rather face shit
I'm still hoping that they free my dogs who fighting cases
I still can't believe i lost my dog i couldn't save em
Dred
I couldn't save em wish them shots would've grazed em
When that pain hit feel like my chest fina cave in
Fly nigga purple heart feeling like a raven
Stay dangerous riding round with wilt chamberlain
Be feeling crazy gotta hide these hammers from my baby
Can't explain it it's a whole different feeling ain't it
Litty got the glittys up daily
You'll think he beefing with the army and the navy
Looking in the mirror like look how the streets made me
I was just down bad tryna buck the rent lady
Hit the stu and let that pain hit my life so crazy
Cooking up like cajun spit my pain they gone pay me
When you dead they say you painless
I swear that pain hit I'm on that same shit
So much on my mind but sometimes i just cant vent
Sometimes i just gotta question god cuz it don't make sense
Gotta find a way to beat the odds we gotta take risk
Bro ain't tryna go and get no job he rather take shit
Bro ain't tryna shoot outta no cars he rather face shit
I'm still hoping that they free my dogs who fighting cases
I still can't believe i lost my dog i couldn't save em
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Writer(s): Courtney Wilson Jr
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