P.A.I.N By Tory Lanez
I feel this *** in my soul
How y’all don’t be feeling this ***?
Time niggas start paying me ‘
No license top down ya still pushing
*** a ***
We slide the block
They still ***
12 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
And all the *** it took a *** just to get here
*** 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 *** don’t feel my pain *** nah nah
But I promise I’m bout to have it rocking this year
Talking packs in diesel, selling that liquid by the liter
I ain’t going to school today 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
*** nah
And they thought they caught me slipping but I
Turned around and banged on
Turned around and flamed on em
*** just sound insane on it
Icy on my wrist you know my Jewler go insane on it
Shooters that will *** 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 *** soul and his chain in the same moment
My baby crying tears and who the *** am I finna blame on it
So I hit that corner if I die I’ll be a stain on it
Know I’m form 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 ***
Everything we never had as kids drove us insane ***
You had it we had it but
It wasn’t the same ***
Now imagine niggas having fame ***
We was on the train ***
Bus down the chain ***
Bus down the jewels like we bus down the thang ***
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
We was born champions
And we was turned soldiers
Somewhere incaged in a concrete jungle
We all lost touch
Head to the sky
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 ***
No license top down ya still pushing
*** a ***
We slide the block
They still ***
12 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
And all the *** it took a *** just to get here
*** 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 *** don’t feel my pain *** nah nah
But I promise I’m bout to have it rocking this year UH UH