Intro (PAIN) Lyrics

Intro (PAIN) - Snr Morris

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Life ain't no game

No pain no gain

We was in the trenches Schemin

Screaming geng geng

Take my shoes for a sec you'll know I've felt pain

Too many thoughts had a young nigga going insane

I Thank God for my sis

Thought about the whole shit she don been through

She was knocked up they said she couldn't go to school

Now she a corper serving and she don came out of school

My OG got remanded into jail

The judge granted him bail but the bond he couldn't pay

They was taking us to court over a fraud case

Buh didn't make another way for bros to get cake

Damn I had to take the plea

I had no fucking hope of how i was gon pay the fee

If u been down with no choice then you should know how it feels

That's why I take my sorrows drown em in a cup of lean

And then I pray to God

Let the weed take the pain

We was in the hood together now we all winning

Whole squad going big why the opps tripping

I swear I never fold

I was flooded by the rain

I swr I lost hope I was in the trenches

I couldn't pay no bills couldn't buy no meals

That shit was that hard

Mhen shit was that bad

That hard

Really didn't have no hope

How I survived shit was on God and it ain't no joke

The pain that I felt I do not show it so nobody knows

Got heartbroken too many times but I never fold

I been stabbed by the same niggas that I bought knives for

He my brolly Buh he fucks with the opps

I can't trust him no I can't trust

I got a text from brolly saying he wanted to die

I picked my phone and told him gangsta's never die

I put my rage out on my grind gotta survive

Stepping steady and I always watch my back

Watching my back my mills stacking in the bank

Buh I do not fuck with the banks

Gotta survive, niggas hold no guns

Buh we be robbing the banks

Brollies pulling out new whips

Chasing money and we get it quick

Gets the updates, get equipped

On my grind I b blowing trees

Thinking bout my past

I'm still wondering how I survived when I had no stacks

All the money, cars and clothes I had none of that

They told me I was gone get killed I remember that

Buh gangsta's never die

Cash, hoes, foreign whips and peace of mind

When the devil promise wealth that shit is a lie

They Tryna diss but I'm all booked up by my grind

I keep my distance fuck u if u think it's pride

Let the weed take the pain

We was in the hood together now we all winning

Whole squad going big why the opps tripping

I swear I never fold

I was flooded by the rain

I swr I lost hope I was in the trenches

I couldn't pay no bills couldn't buy no meals

That shit was that hard