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