Expensive Pain
This right here is expensive pain
Count it up it's all there
I got blood in my eyes
But won't nobody see me cry dawg
Every time I step outside
I will never turn my mind off
Cause this right here expensive pain
Go check the stats where I come from, sound like a gun range
I had to cut some people off, I need more space
If it was for all the losses, wouldn't be this far
I count it up, it's all there
I count it up it's all there
This shit not even fair my patna still behind a cell
I tried my hardest but i failed that's why my feelings in the air
Know that I'm different that I'm rare
You can't compete you don't compare
I think my heart suffered a tear
I might really need more repairs
Why my body stuck over here, but my brain somewhere over there
I had gave advice, you ain't wanna listen
You said that you right, I guess that we too different
You had told the cops on me, wasn't solid from the start
I like getting money, guess that's how we grew apart
They say that I'm different, how I ain't made it, I'm too hard
When blood flow from my eyes, I clutch my rod
I got blood in my eyes
But won't nobody see me cry dawg
Every time I step outside
I will never turn my mind off
Cause this right here expensive pain
Go check the stats where I come from, sound like a gun range
I had to cut some people off, I need more space
If it was for all the losses, wouldn't be this far
I count it up, it's all there
Wait, wait a minute, yea
If I love how I feel right now, how the fuck am I supposed to care
Think it's sweet over here, then pull up, bet you won't even f****** dare
I been counting up racks in layers, I hit the head right on the nail
I been feeling like Jordan damn I'm way above the rim
I come from a city where we always keep it trim
Hanging on a limb, open my eyes up
Never be a liar
I got blood in my eyes
But won't nobody see me cry dawg
Every time I step outside
I will never turn my mind off
Cause this right here expensive pain
Go check the stats where I come from, sound like a gun range
I had to cut some people off, I need more space
If it was for all the losses, wouldn't be this far
I count it up, it's all there
Count it up it's all there
I got blood in my eyes
But won't nobody see me cry dawg
Every time I step outside
I will never turn my mind off
Cause this right here expensive pain
Go check the stats where I come from, sound like a gun range
I had to cut some people off, I need more space
If it was for all the losses, wouldn't be this far
I count it up, it's all there
I count it up it's all there
This shit not even fair my patna still behind a cell
I tried my hardest but i failed that's why my feelings in the air
Know that I'm different that I'm rare
You can't compete you don't compare
I think my heart suffered a tear
I might really need more repairs
Why my body stuck over here, but my brain somewhere over there
I had gave advice, you ain't wanna listen
You said that you right, I guess that we too different
You had told the cops on me, wasn't solid from the start
I like getting money, guess that's how we grew apart
They say that I'm different, how I ain't made it, I'm too hard
When blood flow from my eyes, I clutch my rod
I got blood in my eyes
But won't nobody see me cry dawg
Every time I step outside
I will never turn my mind off
Cause this right here expensive pain
Go check the stats where I come from, sound like a gun range
I had to cut some people off, I need more space
If it was for all the losses, wouldn't be this far
I count it up, it's all there
Wait, wait a minute, yea
If I love how I feel right now, how the fuck am I supposed to care
Think it's sweet over here, then pull up, bet you won't even f****** dare
I been counting up racks in layers, I hit the head right on the nail
I been feeling like Jordan damn I'm way above the rim
I come from a city where we always keep it trim
Hanging on a limb, open my eyes up
Never be a liar
I got blood in my eyes
But won't nobody see me cry dawg
Every time I step outside
I will never turn my mind off
Cause this right here expensive pain
Go check the stats where I come from, sound like a gun range
I had to cut some people off, I need more space
If it was for all the losses, wouldn't be this far
I count it up, it's all there
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