Pain
Was asking for forgiveness knowing that I would sin again
The streets kept calling with a conflict of interest
You want different results
Then you gotta move different then
Tried to do right
But ended up in some shit again
Is ignorance bliss or is ignorance ignorance
Do you hear yourself, man are you even listening
The way I've seen people switch up is sickening
They quick to double cross you, I ain't talking bout dribbling
No direct, but nigga don't call me twin again
Cause that would be implying we synonyms
I'm just popping shit
I know that that's they lingo
But that don't change the fact that I ain't kin to them
Every since I came up on some bucks like Middelton
Stared to see niggas move like Cube and Mike Epps
And what I mean is that they all about Benjamins
Cause when I didn't have it, they had a different sentiment
More money, more problems
Damn, what a predicament
Used to lie to myself til the truth started kicking in
Cause who I was wasn't in line with who I wanted to be
It could've been from misguidance
We products of our environments
But ultimately, my actions was coming from me cause
I was out here trying to get it
Didn't make the best decisions
Always had good intentions
Found myself in positions
Repeatedly bullshitting
Too afraid to admit it
Coping with bad habits and I thought money would fix it
But thumbing thought that money didn't heal my pain
Lying to myself didn't heal my pain
Going through the motions didn't heal my pain
I was getting lit it still ain't heal my pain
Woah
The streets kept calling with a conflict of interest
You want different results
Then you gotta move different then
Tried to do right
But ended up in some shit again
Is ignorance bliss or is ignorance ignorance
Do you hear yourself, man are you even listening
The way I've seen people switch up is sickening
They quick to double cross you, I ain't talking bout dribbling
No direct, but nigga don't call me twin again
Cause that would be implying we synonyms
I'm just popping shit
I know that that's they lingo
But that don't change the fact that I ain't kin to them
Every since I came up on some bucks like Middelton
Stared to see niggas move like Cube and Mike Epps
And what I mean is that they all about Benjamins
Cause when I didn't have it, they had a different sentiment
More money, more problems
Damn, what a predicament
Used to lie to myself til the truth started kicking in
Cause who I was wasn't in line with who I wanted to be
It could've been from misguidance
We products of our environments
But ultimately, my actions was coming from me cause
I was out here trying to get it
Didn't make the best decisions
Always had good intentions
Found myself in positions
Repeatedly bullshitting
Too afraid to admit it
Coping with bad habits and I thought money would fix it
But thumbing thought that money didn't heal my pain
Lying to myself didn't heal my pain
Going through the motions didn't heal my pain
I was getting lit it still ain't heal my pain
Woah
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Writer(s): Eric Johnson
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