Pain Song
Loosin my top I'm tryna vent when I step foot in the booth
This shit just easier to me but if I'm telling the truth
Don't want no pain song
Don't want no pain song
Been tryna keep my shit together keep it cool while under pressure
Homie told me put my foot on the gas so I cant let up
Aint no pain song
Don't want no pain song
Maybe I aint seen enough pain
Maybe I'm gon crash out in a mustang
Swervin on the road i seen enough rain
We gon talk it out
All that shootin shit don't make u manley we gon rock it out
He pull out the paperwork and pen i said we talkin now
What's up in your pocket now
You done dropped how many bands on shit that he can't talk about
That shit lame
Baby its a big game
And imma cop a big range
And ride around the city with my bitch she lookin bad fuck what a bitch say
And I just want the money i don't want all the drama
Maybe I could get a new crib for my mama
A better house hella thoughts are scratching in my head and I can't get em out
He say he got people in circle he gon figure out
Loosin my top im tryna vent when i step foot in the booth
This shit just easier to me but if I'm telling the truth
Don't want no pain song
Don't want no pain song
Been tryna keep my shit together keep it cool while under pressure
Homie told me put my foot on the gas so i cant let up
Aint no pain song
Don't want no pain song
This shit just easier to me but if I'm telling the truth
Don't want no pain song
Don't want no pain song
Been tryna keep my shit together keep it cool while under pressure
Homie told me put my foot on the gas so I cant let up
Aint no pain song
Don't want no pain song
Maybe I aint seen enough pain
Maybe I'm gon crash out in a mustang
Swervin on the road i seen enough rain
We gon talk it out
All that shootin shit don't make u manley we gon rock it out
He pull out the paperwork and pen i said we talkin now
What's up in your pocket now
You done dropped how many bands on shit that he can't talk about
That shit lame
Baby its a big game
And imma cop a big range
And ride around the city with my bitch she lookin bad fuck what a bitch say
And I just want the money i don't want all the drama
Maybe I could get a new crib for my mama
A better house hella thoughts are scratching in my head and I can't get em out
He say he got people in circle he gon figure out
Loosin my top im tryna vent when i step foot in the booth
This shit just easier to me but if I'm telling the truth
Don't want no pain song
Don't want no pain song
Been tryna keep my shit together keep it cool while under pressure
Homie told me put my foot on the gas so i cant let up
Aint no pain song
Don't want no pain song
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Writer(s): Wyatt Roberts
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