PAIN!
I don't think I've ever been this high before
Niggas want an answer tell 'em I don't know
All these bitches try is just to lie and control
But I could really tell that shit is drying your soul
Pain, tell me have you felt that shit before
Pain, I can multiply that bitch by four
Pain, everywhere I go I let it show
Pain, everywhere I go I let it show
I think that this time is really different, different
Shawty she can count and she a vixen, vixen
Every day a whole new other mission, mission
Taught her how to whip up in the kitchen, kitchen
Not the type to spill the tea not talking 'bout that Lipton
She call me Thanksgiving 'cause I give her all her fixings
Make me change my hoe ways I don't make them bad decisions
Won't treat you like no throwaway girl I think you really gifted
Gifted, girl you got me dripping
Swear that you can get it just come through with them digits
Girl you got me tipping way more than I am getting
And I think you got me tripping I see you in my visions
Talking late night when I'm drifting didn't know what I was missing
Every time I hit it got lil shawty out here limping
I be out of body shawty when we out here kicking
She call me a magician and that's probably 'cause I'm lifted
I don't think I've ever been this high before
Niggas want an answer tell 'em I don't know
All these bitches try is just to lie and control
But I could really tell that shit is drying your soul
Pain, tell me have you felt that shit before
Pain, I can multiply that bitch by four
Pain, everywhere I go I let it show
Pain, everywhere I go I let it show
Let my nuts hang dawg this a coupe just like your Mustang, Mustang yeah
But this shit so far from mundane, mundane yeah
Get them racks up count it all up on a Monday yeah
Not no Chik-fil-A I keep the work on Sunday yeah
And I keep on working from the First to the Thirtieth
For them niggas talking yeah I always keep that thirty clip
Got my styrofoam iced up I'm finna to dirty it
Still don't understand how they talk more than a flirty bitch
I don't think I've ever been this high before
Niggas want an answer tell 'em I don't know
All these bitches try is just to lie and control
But I could really tell that shit is drying your soul
Pain, tell me have you felt that shit before
Pain, I can multiply that bitch by four
Pain, everywhere I go I let it show
Pain, everywhere I go I let it show
Niggas want an answer tell 'em I don't know
All these bitches try is just to lie and control
But I could really tell that shit is drying your soul
Pain, tell me have you felt that shit before
Pain, I can multiply that bitch by four
Pain, everywhere I go I let it show
Pain, everywhere I go I let it show
I think that this time is really different, different
Shawty she can count and she a vixen, vixen
Every day a whole new other mission, mission
Taught her how to whip up in the kitchen, kitchen
Not the type to spill the tea not talking 'bout that Lipton
She call me Thanksgiving 'cause I give her all her fixings
Make me change my hoe ways I don't make them bad decisions
Won't treat you like no throwaway girl I think you really gifted
Gifted, girl you got me dripping
Swear that you can get it just come through with them digits
Girl you got me tipping way more than I am getting
And I think you got me tripping I see you in my visions
Talking late night when I'm drifting didn't know what I was missing
Every time I hit it got lil shawty out here limping
I be out of body shawty when we out here kicking
She call me a magician and that's probably 'cause I'm lifted
I don't think I've ever been this high before
Niggas want an answer tell 'em I don't know
All these bitches try is just to lie and control
But I could really tell that shit is drying your soul
Pain, tell me have you felt that shit before
Pain, I can multiply that bitch by four
Pain, everywhere I go I let it show
Pain, everywhere I go I let it show
Let my nuts hang dawg this a coupe just like your Mustang, Mustang yeah
But this shit so far from mundane, mundane yeah
Get them racks up count it all up on a Monday yeah
Not no Chik-fil-A I keep the work on Sunday yeah
And I keep on working from the First to the Thirtieth
For them niggas talking yeah I always keep that thirty clip
Got my styrofoam iced up I'm finna to dirty it
Still don't understand how they talk more than a flirty bitch
I don't think I've ever been this high before
Niggas want an answer tell 'em I don't know
All these bitches try is just to lie and control
But I could really tell that shit is drying your soul
Pain, tell me have you felt that shit before
Pain, I can multiply that bitch by four
Pain, everywhere I go I let it show
Pain, everywhere I go I let it show
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Writer(s): Brian Chamizo
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