Pain (Intro)

They say I won't make it
I know that I will
I be killing this shit yeah for real
Still fucked up I ain't even heal
Had to tell bro pop another seal
Popping that shit for the pain
Still get chills going through my veins
Rip kj for him let him let it bang!

And it's still free kev!
Jacking s double m to the death
Dropping our shit a leave a nigga stretched
Bullets go ripping tearing through his chest
Hold up think that nigga need a med
To bad niggas couldn't get the res
So sad ain't no way that you could fled
Say that you bout it better think again
Oh yea
Shit get wicked different
Hop ina foreign start drifting
Spin a op block all windows tinted
Bet them niggas won't be scared until they see what's in it
When we outside we be ona mission
Lurking for ops looking in a distance
Been in my bag tryna get these riches
Trigger finger ready shit be always itching
No hesitation gotta up and click it
Know ima make it cause a nigga gifted

They say I won't make it
I know that I will
I be killing this shit yeah for real
Still fucked up I ain't even heal
Had to tell bro pop another seal
Popping that shit for the pain
Still get chills going through my veins
Rip kj for him let him let it bang!



Credits
Writer(s): Karl Nixon
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