Pain Lyrics

Staring in the mirror something must be wrong with me

No wonder why nobody wanna pick a bone with me

I'm hard to reach, my momma can't even get a hold of me

Been staying remote, nobody out here controlling me

Go way back to the jhitt tryna put the ball in the basket

My dawg a year older than me, body up in a casket

Long live the ones that can't see me bust hunnids out the plastic

I only cry when I'm angry, cause this life been tragic

Niggas be killing for some fame but I'll let em have it

How many times I have to tell y'all niggas I ain't average

Next year I'm turning 21, but always been a savage

The only thing that calm me down is when I'm smoking cabbage

So many thoughts been running thru my head

My memory bad but I still remember what you said

We used to have them hoop dreams and always thinking bread

Now we need top flight security in (Day-Day) like Craig

Been thru so much I'm only hanging on by a thread

Don't inject needles but I'm feeling safer with some lead

Sometimes this pain make me feel like I'm better off dead

But I can't let em kill me, bearing arms like I'm Ted

Let's paint the city red

Coming home from a long day, baby girl I need some head

Me and Cudda rolling up cause we always on the edge

Ma dukes I'm sorry, brudda jump, I'm hopping off the ledge

And if it's beef I'll skin his head like a potato wedge

That's what machete foe

And if it's beef, pour blood on em like a spaghetti bowl

Plug say I want some moe, told em I'm done serving O's

Shoutout them niggas getting bows and jhitts getting O's

I'm talking scholarships my nigga now that's real goals

I'm kicking shit in Vlone, ain't talking field goals

I'm always feeling alone cause Ima old soul

This pain been draining my heart, I need some rose gold

My dawgs gon tear you apart they playing nose-goes

I got some ice on my heart, ski mask like Frozone

Ain't in the water like sharks, I'm high like Ozone

She know I like it better with the white toes on

My niggas steppers walk around like they got Foams on

Said Ima old soul, we sliding, leave them phones home

I said I'm home grown, I need a show at O-Dome

Big cuh had granny stove on, he ain't making neck bones

This pain been eating me alive, don't need a headstone

They out spreading lies during COVID, they dead wrong

Before I behead a nigga, make sure his head gone

Told all my jhitts stop posting sticks, that bring the feds home

Done crashed the Buick and Acura but I still made it home

This just my second chance to go and make the greatest songs

I know I won't get the credit but I'm the latest on

How I make yo head bop to a pain song?

Yeah

GVO Nigga