Pain!
(Haha, it's Fanta)
I'm writing my pain, oh
I'm writing my pain, oh
I'm writing my pain, oh (Pain)
I'm writing my pain, oh (Pain)
I'm writing my pain, oh (Okay)
I'm writing my pain, oh (Okay)
I'm writing my pain, oh (Uh-huh)
I'm writing my pain, oh
I'm writing my pain on this song
I knew I was him all along (Along)
Goin' to work on the back of the bus
Man, I was writing them songs (Writing them songs)
Ain't fuckin' 'wit niggas, that's end of discussion
You run up on me and I'm bussin' (Brrt)
Even them niggas I'm callin' my homie
Fuck it I'm still gon' be clutchin'!
Run it, run it, runnin' it up
Fuck from the back put my thumb in her butt
Put my finger in her mouth and she one of my sluts
Can't be trustin' these hoes, 'wit the guys and it's-us (Uh-huh)
Takin', takin', takin' it off
Ricks on my feet, but I'm not talkin' Ross
I'm not workin' for nobody, I'm my own boss
Call me KD in clutch, if you run up get crossed (Shot)
It's me vs. me, I ain't got no opponents
Just got me 10k, man, that shit like a bonus
That shit be light work, man, I give it to my mama
I'm stackin' it up and go get me some commas
I laugh to the bank it ain't funny (Ha)
She bounce on my dick like a bunny (Like a bunny)
If I want the bitch I'ma go holler
Runnin' up dollars, I'm poppin' my collar, yeah
I'm writing my pain, oh
I'm writing my pain, oh
I'm writing my pain, oh (Pain)
I'm writing my pain, oh (Pain)
I'm writing my pain, oh (Okay)
I'm writing my pain, oh (Okay)
I'm writing my pain, oh (Uh-huh)
I'm writing my pain, oh (Okay)
Ca-Casual, Ca-Casualty
Casual-Ca-Casual
Ca-Casualty, yeah
(Haha, It's Fanta)
I'm writing my pain, oh
I'm writing my pain, oh
I'm writing my pain, oh (Pain)
I'm writing my pain, oh (Pain)
I'm writing my pain, oh (Okay)
I'm writing my pain, oh (Okay)
I'm writing my pain, oh (Uh-huh)
I'm writing my pain, oh
I'm writing my pain on this song
I knew I was him all along (Along)
Goin' to work on the back of the bus
Man, I was writing them songs (Writing them songs)
Ain't fuckin' 'wit niggas, that's end of discussion
You run up on me and I'm bussin' (Brrt)
Even them niggas I'm callin' my homie
Fuck it I'm still gon' be clutchin'!
Run it, run it, runnin' it up
Fuck from the back put my thumb in her butt
Put my finger in her mouth and she one of my sluts
Can't be trustin' these hoes, 'wit the guys and it's-us (Uh-huh)
Takin', takin', takin' it off
Ricks on my feet, but I'm not talkin' Ross
I'm not workin' for nobody, I'm my own boss
Call me KD in clutch, if you run up get crossed (Shot)
It's me vs. me, I ain't got no opponents
Just got me 10k, man, that shit like a bonus
That shit be light work, man, I give it to my mama
I'm stackin' it up and go get me some commas
I laugh to the bank it ain't funny (Ha)
She bounce on my dick like a bunny (Like a bunny)
If I want the bitch I'ma go holler
Runnin' up dollars, I'm poppin' my collar, yeah
I'm writing my pain, oh
I'm writing my pain, oh
I'm writing my pain, oh (Pain)
I'm writing my pain, oh (Pain)
I'm writing my pain, oh (Okay)
I'm writing my pain, oh (Okay)
I'm writing my pain, oh (Uh-huh)
I'm writing my pain, oh (Okay)
Ca-Casual, Ca-Casualty
Casual-Ca-Casual
Ca-Casualty, yeah
(Haha, It's Fanta)
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