Pain Away
Tell my brother that I need you
Caught a blessing but I need two
Talked to God and asked what he'll do
He just tell my ass to see it through
Man they hate it when they need you
Major player know the reads too
Stackin' paper, gettin' to that cake with ease too
Niggas hatin', I won't slide on them, I just breeze through
I been hidin' all my pain away
Stacked them hundreds for a rainy day
And for my people, I won't be them people slave today
Gettin' money, nigga, I won't let them take my chain away
If you don't study film, then how the fuck is you gon' make a play
Uh, how the fuck is you gon' make a play
That's on my brother give a fuck about what a hater think
Ice all in his veins and that's what really made him fade away
You rockin', we rollin', I got it, I'm on it, I promise
Long as I stack it and keep that shit on me, I got us
Need that "Bentayga" cause Ma never got that Armada
From honor roll, now I call rollin' up, doin' the honors
Little nigga, but I promise influence a monster
Tellin' Raxx like I'm just glad it wasn't you in that Mazda
Nigga, you could've died on me
I don't play about my brother, dare the reaper slide on me, okay
Break it down like this, think about the bigger picture
I could take a ten from you, or make a hundred with ya
I been thumbin' through this shit, I got a hundred blisters
When they say money come and go, I say I'm goin' with ya
They say Holly ain't a soul, that's out here flowin' with ya
Ain't too many out here on what I be on, nigga
They still stuck in, man, I be in my zone, nigga
Tryin' to get a check endorsed for everything I'm owed, nigga
Been the shit, bitch, this vision come with benefits
Militant, see the threat in me, it's imminent
I'm really it, bitch, I got it off my damn muscle
These niggas mad at me cause they can't knock my damn hustle
Uh, but I don't stress them at all
How you knew you would be great, I wrote that shit on the wall
Middle fingers to the dicks, I still be duckin' the laws
If the shot is for the takin', won't be passin' the ball at all
But I been hidin' all my pain away
Stacked them hundreds for a rainy day
And for my people, I won't be them people's slave today
Gettin' money, nigga, I won't let them take my chain away
If you don't study, film then how the fuck is you gon' make a play
Uh, how the fuck is you gon' make a play
That's on my brothers give a fuck about what a hater think
Ice all in his veins, and that's what really made him fade away
Caught a blessing but I need two
Talked to God and asked what he'll do
He just tell my ass to see it through
Man they hate it when they need you
Major player know the reads too
Stackin' paper, gettin' to that cake with ease too
Niggas hatin', I won't slide on them, I just breeze through
I been hidin' all my pain away
Stacked them hundreds for a rainy day
And for my people, I won't be them people slave today
Gettin' money, nigga, I won't let them take my chain away
If you don't study film, then how the fuck is you gon' make a play
Uh, how the fuck is you gon' make a play
That's on my brother give a fuck about what a hater think
Ice all in his veins and that's what really made him fade away
You rockin', we rollin', I got it, I'm on it, I promise
Long as I stack it and keep that shit on me, I got us
Need that "Bentayga" cause Ma never got that Armada
From honor roll, now I call rollin' up, doin' the honors
Little nigga, but I promise influence a monster
Tellin' Raxx like I'm just glad it wasn't you in that Mazda
Nigga, you could've died on me
I don't play about my brother, dare the reaper slide on me, okay
Break it down like this, think about the bigger picture
I could take a ten from you, or make a hundred with ya
I been thumbin' through this shit, I got a hundred blisters
When they say money come and go, I say I'm goin' with ya
They say Holly ain't a soul, that's out here flowin' with ya
Ain't too many out here on what I be on, nigga
They still stuck in, man, I be in my zone, nigga
Tryin' to get a check endorsed for everything I'm owed, nigga
Been the shit, bitch, this vision come with benefits
Militant, see the threat in me, it's imminent
I'm really it, bitch, I got it off my damn muscle
These niggas mad at me cause they can't knock my damn hustle
Uh, but I don't stress them at all
How you knew you would be great, I wrote that shit on the wall
Middle fingers to the dicks, I still be duckin' the laws
If the shot is for the takin', won't be passin' the ball at all
But I been hidin' all my pain away
Stacked them hundreds for a rainy day
And for my people, I won't be them people's slave today
Gettin' money, nigga, I won't let them take my chain away
If you don't study, film then how the fuck is you gon' make a play
Uh, how the fuck is you gon' make a play
That's on my brothers give a fuck about what a hater think
Ice all in his veins, and that's what really made him fade away
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Writer(s): Gideon Allen-coblé
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