Painful State Lyrics

Granny always told me jump off in the streets and you gone fail

So I learned my lesson hopped right in that box and went to jail

Meditating in my cell see them prints and I might yell

Ain't scared to fight they grab a knife bitch for my life I take a L

They doing them greasy my cousin been out for a season

I know he tote that fye for a reason

Asked the DA say the prison can keep him Say catch him an opp he gone beat them stab them sleep them thats what they want for my people

A lock in a sock they gone pick it

Grab them sweep them add some more years for no reason

See thats what they won't fuck it I know it I miss him you don't

Yellow say his 30 bigger than Texas I told that little bitch not to move to New York Machine gun got to connect it could eye the hoe

Hit the lil bitch off the center of the porch

That's what we do to the roach

It's just us so we ain't got a vote

We think of his moma the reason we left him a float

That make a realer me swear to God that shit be killing me

These folks Belittle me ain't no way that they be feeling me

Nah they cant be serious steady paint me as a villain I swear

I can't shake this feeling swear I need some fucking healing

This shit ain't right crazy thoughts up in my head

Smoking blunts at night I can't even sleep just wishing

I was hold on no I can't say it if I did I might go fed

Facing Payne I'm never running back when it's up I drop my head

Oh yeah like is that wrong of me feel like that make a stronger me

Gave them a longer leash it only made a lonely me

Them folks say they my patna show no love

It ain't no home in me

We played as cops and robbers since a kid they showed us wrong to me

We grew up dancing stead doing the Harlem Shake to get that monkey off our back

Three years later doing the drop to duck them bullets that went past

Like stay inside sit on your ass

Other choice go get a mask

Like I ain't ask and pick it fast

Like choose what you want really don't make you no difference

Cause each one you picking you fucked

You sit in the house you a lame

But you go out that door and they catch you you ran out of luck

Thinking you got you a real bitch she sing nothing to deal with taking your love

Swear I don't want nothing to chill with

I just need the real my heart cold enough