Temporary Pain
Uh, aye
I done patched too many scars
In this life I had was hard, yea I done patched too many scars yea
And when you coming out that dark side this pain run deep when you can only talk to God, yea
And I got angels on my side when I be going through emotions
I can only stand on mine can see my play's wide open
They done finally opened they eyes, they gone copy off my motion
I got killas in disguise in my hood it's homicide, for my family I sliiide
Out the trenches beat the odds, feel like I'm running outta time
Can tell she love me with her pride like a sip of red wine
In tha field it got too real, in tha trap it's do or die, yea
In tha field it's do or die ah lotta pressure on my mind
I'm weighing dues with my tides and I'm steppin' on what's mine, aye
Consequence applied if you ever cross that line, Jack
Watch the way I move I'm in my groove and I got plays to make
Weight up on my head, but I ain't scared I wasn't made to break
Stand on what I said know how to play it, I can't trust ah snake
Ah couple homies red and it got serious, we got risk to take
No leeches 'round the camp. This shit stamped they got razor blade
Realize who I am, create the wave so I paved tha way
1K till my dying days, lotta love ones in tha grave
Words to myself I can't fail take this pain away
Pray I won't prevail I won't tell, I can't say ah thing
Lotta smoke behind my name, Ima earn my stripes in vain
Runnin' up some big racks, I got comeback going Johnnie Cage
Standin' on that business Ima menace, this that Novocaine
In this life I had was hard, yea I done patched too many scars yea
And when you coming out that dark side this pain run deep when you can only talk to God, yea
And I got angels on my side when I be going through emotions
I can only stand on mine can see my play's wide open
They done finally opened they eyes, they gone copy off my motion
I got killas in disguise in my hood it's homicide, for my family I sliiide
Out the trenches beat the odds, feel like I'm running outta time
Can tell she love me with her pride like a sip of red wine
In tha field it got too real, in tha trap it's do or die
I done patched too many scars
In this life I had was hard, yea I done patched too many scars yea
And when you coming out that dark side this pain run deep when you can only talk to God, yea
And I got angels on my side when I be going through emotions
I can only stand on mine can see my play's wide open
They done finally opened they eyes, they gone copy off my motion
I got killas in disguise in my hood it's homicide, for my family I sliiide
Out the trenches beat the odds, feel like I'm running outta time
Can tell she love me with her pride like a sip of red wine
In tha field it got too real, in tha trap it's do or die, yea
In tha field it's do or die ah lotta pressure on my mind
I'm weighing dues with my tides and I'm steppin' on what's mine, aye
Consequence applied if you ever cross that line, Jack
Watch the way I move I'm in my groove and I got plays to make
Weight up on my head, but I ain't scared I wasn't made to break
Stand on what I said know how to play it, I can't trust ah snake
Ah couple homies red and it got serious, we got risk to take
No leeches 'round the camp. This shit stamped they got razor blade
Realize who I am, create the wave so I paved tha way
1K till my dying days, lotta love ones in tha grave
Words to myself I can't fail take this pain away
Pray I won't prevail I won't tell, I can't say ah thing
Lotta smoke behind my name, Ima earn my stripes in vain
Runnin' up some big racks, I got comeback going Johnnie Cage
Standin' on that business Ima menace, this that Novocaine
In this life I had was hard, yea I done patched too many scars yea
And when you coming out that dark side this pain run deep when you can only talk to God, yea
And I got angels on my side when I be going through emotions
I can only stand on mine can see my play's wide open
They done finally opened they eyes, they gone copy off my motion
I got killas in disguise in my hood it's homicide, for my family I sliiide
Out the trenches beat the odds, feel like I'm running outta time
Can tell she love me with her pride like a sip of red wine
In tha field it got too real, in tha trap it's do or die
Credits
Writer(s): Jamil Hamin
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