Pain Show Lyrics – NoCap
Damn, Dior, this *** crazy
Yeah
I feel sorry for your soul if you reach for my necklace, yeah
Ridin’ round with that chainsaw while I’m in Texas, yeah
Big on loyalty, got niggas I won’t play ’bout
Tied into the game, it ain’t no way out
If I go back broke, then I’ma run it up again
*** that she wrote and then I went and took the pen
We gon’ knock ya *** down if we never see ya
Thought I made it out the streets, I fell a lil’ deeper
*** the same *** as Meek, watch a *** count a mil’ up
They hate I’m still here, I watched them niggas go buy earplugs
But it’s still love
Ayy, they play, we gon’ suit up like the motherfuckin’ president
It was me and Joe talkin’ ’bout *** I couldn’t buy ‘den
I’m that *** that they thought woulda never been, free Ten Woah
***, it’s death behind this jewelry and my diamonds
You servin’ raw, you seen it all
***, get it off
Rest in peace Trey Baby, I heard they killed him in his house
So I got so many guns up in the couch
See the blood on that money that I’m countin’
Before you bury me, gotta *** me in your town
Choppa P.S.A., I just love how that *** sound
Watch out for opps as I hold ghetto down
I feel sorry for your soul if you reach for my necklace, yeah
Ridin’ round with that chainsaw while I’m in Texas, yeah
Big on loyalty, got niggas I won’t play ’bout
Tied into the game, it ain’t no way out
If I go back broke, then I’ma run it up again
*** that she wrote and then I went and took the pen
We gon’ knock ya *** down if we never see ya
Thought I made it out the streets, I fell a lil’ deeper
*** the same *** as Meek, watch a *** count a mil’ up
They hate I’m still here, I watched them niggas go buy earplugs
But it’s still love
Have they ever told you good times don’t last?
I got niggas in the pen like a wrestling match
My lung’s in my right foot, they both on gas
If I could, I’d buy you Rollies every time you ask
I buy Pateks for your times, I bought you Rollies
I buy baguettes for your time, I buy you APs
Won’t let ’em grave me
A *** still on top the game like I’m tracin’ this ***
A *** still on top the game like McGrady and ***
She right back ***’ in front of your wake, these niggas dyin’ for ***
Committin’ sins and we can’t count how many times we did it
Momma, your child alright, this my destiny
I be wantin’ trust them niggas but I can’t tho
Like a Dodge, I’ll be here when the rain go
They tellin’ me to go back to my old flow
But I can’t tho, I guess that pain show
I guess that pain show, I guess that pain show, I guess that pain
I guess that pain show, I guess that pain show, I guess that pain
Remember dreamin’ ’bout them presidents
Me and Lil Joe talkin’ ’bout *** we couldn’t buy ‘den
Just like New York, my heart is giant
Just don’t through away the truth like Eli Manning
You servin’ raw, you seen it all
***, get it off
Rest in peace Trey Baby, I heard they killed him in his house
So I got so many guns up in the couch
See the blood on that money that I’m countin’
Before you bury me, gotta *** me in your town
You servin’ raw, you seen it all
***, get it off
You servin’ raw, you seen it all
***, get it off
You servin’ raw, you seen it all
***, get it off
