P.A.I.N

Yeah

Shit, I feel this shit in my soul, nigga, like

Got me feelin' this shit

It's time for niggas to start paying me

No license, top down, you still pushing

Fuck a nigga, we slide the block, they still pussy

Twelve watching, but you got kids, you gotta get it

And I gotta put some food up in that kitchen

These niggas can't feel my pain in it

Aye, and all the shit it took a nigga just to get here

Nigga try me, I let it bang on 'em

We came from nothing never thought that we would get here

And my circle is full of made niggas

You don't bring bread to the table then you can't sit here

I know these niggas don't feel my pain nigga, nah, nah

But I promise I'm 'bout to have it rocking this year, uh-huh

Talking packs in diesel, selling that liquid by the liter

I ain't going to school today, my nigga, I got holes in my Adidas

I got stains in most T-shirts and these niggas they used to laugh

But they can't laugh now that that flow come out them speakers

Nigga, nah

And they thought they caught me slipping but I

Turned around and banged on 'em

Turned around and flamed on 'em

Shit just sound insane on it

Icy on my wrist, you know my jeweler go insane on it

Shooters that will kill ya for a chain with the gang on it

You can't feel they pain on it

You can't feel they pain on it

Snatch a nigga soul and his chain in the same moment

My baby crying tears and who the fuck am I finna blame on it?

So I hit that corner if I die I'll be a stain on it

Know I'm from the block, I swing a OX, I'll do my thang on it

Life is not a game so I ain't got no time to play opponents

Life is not a game so I just hit the block and spray opponents

In the pockets laying on 'em

In the drop I'm waiting on 'em

Selling soda

Mama worried I pay dues baby

Hug the corner, mama worried I made the news baby

Back then did it all for a pair a shoes, baby

Looking back at it I couldn't understand my views, baby

On the come up and I want ice and flashy rings, nigga

Everything we never had as kids drove us insane, nigga

You had it, we had it, but it wasn't the same, nigga

Now imagine niggas having fame, nigga

We was on the train, nigga

Bust down the chain, nigga

Bust down the jewels like we bust down the thang, nigga

Got rid of some niggas, they mood, I couldn't hang with 'em

Smile in my face, but them niggas was hiding hate in 'em (oh no)

Yeah, we was born champions

And we was turned soldiers

Somewhere encaged in a concrete jungle, we all lost touch

Heads to the sky our backs to the wall

Young and not fully prepared to understand the facts of it all

With starvation in our stomachs and concentration in our eyes

You see niggas deprived of a life we thought was perfect

So what that means is every scheme hustle

And jug is worth it until we murdered, nigga

No license, top down, you still pushing

Fuck a nigga, we slide the block, they still pussy

Twelve watching, but you got kids, you gotta get it

And I gotta put some food up in that kitchen

These niggas can't feel my pain in it

Aye, and all the shit it took a nigga just to get here

Nigga try me, I let it bang on 'em

We came from nothing never thought that we would get here

And my circle is full of made niggas

You don't bring bread to the table then you can't sit here

I know these niggas don't feel my pain nigga, nah, nah

But I promise I'm 'bout to have it rocking this year, uh-huh