Pain
(This real pain music)
They don't know about the pain I've been crying
Been running shit up even on the sleepless nights
All these bitches, swear they cannot treat me right
With My- With my killers on the front line every night
Run up back ENDs every night I'm trying to get my cash
With a- With a bad bitch, she a 10 she got Hella ass
Go to the bank and run it up bitch I got them racks
I'm on they ass I'm smokin thrax smokin hella gas
Now I'm venting to the mic, sipping codeine while recording sitting trying to do it, right
And I've always been a demon baby contemplating on how imma fucking slide
With them killers every night I swear they ain't fucking hiding
And I swear they don't wanna see me winning
Been trying to run this shit up, cannot fail my mission
Put a bag on a nigga head that shit gonna cost a ticket
Walk in the club with racks and then I do my tipping
Can't trust these bitches because them looks be so deceiving
Fuck their opinion it don't matter how I'm living
I was creeping through the night with that steel trying to get in
Blood in my eyes, bitch I swear I need some healing
Smoking Thrax geeked, while staring at the ceiling
Crying from the heart cause I can't find no peace
They left me dry, so my pain been running deep
Fucked on your bitch and now she wet all in my sheets
Caught him at the gas station dropped that boy like meech
Put my heart in this shit and I'm having sleepless nights
Shit can get so OD (OD), I don't know why you lie (lie)
These Niggas copy my style and I don't know why (why)
Flood my kidneys with syrup and then I get high (get high)
And I've been getting high just to cope the pain
I don't know why they be hating I've been in my lane (in my lane)
Never switched on my guys I've always stayed the same (same)
And I know that this pain it'll never change (change)
And it'll never change got a family to feed
Run this shit up through the rain these niggas hating on me
Pull up and blow out the brains (skrrt)
And I've been clutching my heater, trying to bust me a brain
Catch a opp, then I bleed him and then I leave me a stain (brr)
Put my heart in this shit and I'm having sleepless nights
Shit can get so OD (OD) I don't know why you lie (lie)
These Niggas copy my style and I don't know why (why)
Flood my kidneys with syrup and then I get high (get high)
And I've been getting high just to cope the pain
I don't know why they be hating I've been in my lane (in my lane)
Never switched on my guys I've always stayed the same (same)
And I know that this pain it'll never change (change)
Yeah, the pain it'll never change at the of the day you still gotta be you, you feel what I'm saying?
See a fuck nigga gonna hate but see you can't you can't you can't stop that you feel what I'm saying?
So at the end of the day you just gotta be like fuck em
They don't know about the pain I've been crying
Been running shit up even on the sleepless nights
All these bitches, swear they cannot treat me right
With My- With my killers on the front line every night
Run up back ENDs every night I'm trying to get my cash
With a- With a bad bitch, she a 10 she got Hella ass
Go to the bank and run it up bitch I got them racks
I'm on they ass I'm smokin thrax smokin hella gas
Now I'm venting to the mic, sipping codeine while recording sitting trying to do it, right
And I've always been a demon baby contemplating on how imma fucking slide
With them killers every night I swear they ain't fucking hiding
And I swear they don't wanna see me winning
Been trying to run this shit up, cannot fail my mission
Put a bag on a nigga head that shit gonna cost a ticket
Walk in the club with racks and then I do my tipping
Can't trust these bitches because them looks be so deceiving
Fuck their opinion it don't matter how I'm living
I was creeping through the night with that steel trying to get in
Blood in my eyes, bitch I swear I need some healing
Smoking Thrax geeked, while staring at the ceiling
Crying from the heart cause I can't find no peace
They left me dry, so my pain been running deep
Fucked on your bitch and now she wet all in my sheets
Caught him at the gas station dropped that boy like meech
Put my heart in this shit and I'm having sleepless nights
Shit can get so OD (OD), I don't know why you lie (lie)
These Niggas copy my style and I don't know why (why)
Flood my kidneys with syrup and then I get high (get high)
And I've been getting high just to cope the pain
I don't know why they be hating I've been in my lane (in my lane)
Never switched on my guys I've always stayed the same (same)
And I know that this pain it'll never change (change)
And it'll never change got a family to feed
Run this shit up through the rain these niggas hating on me
Pull up and blow out the brains (skrrt)
And I've been clutching my heater, trying to bust me a brain
Catch a opp, then I bleed him and then I leave me a stain (brr)
Put my heart in this shit and I'm having sleepless nights
Shit can get so OD (OD) I don't know why you lie (lie)
These Niggas copy my style and I don't know why (why)
Flood my kidneys with syrup and then I get high (get high)
And I've been getting high just to cope the pain
I don't know why they be hating I've been in my lane (in my lane)
Never switched on my guys I've always stayed the same (same)
And I know that this pain it'll never change (change)
Yeah, the pain it'll never change at the of the day you still gotta be you, you feel what I'm saying?
See a fuck nigga gonna hate but see you can't you can't you can't stop that you feel what I'm saying?
So at the end of the day you just gotta be like fuck em
Credits
Writer(s): Kwan Smith
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