Pain Up

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[Hook]
I'm prayed up, you'll never hear that I done gave up
Keep getting money make this paper
F*ck the haters I ain't worried bout the fame bruh
I'm smoking flavors I've been drinking all the pain up

[Lull Faze]
Motivated, on my shit I've been all in my bag
I'm underrated, don't mistake me I play with them hammers
I'ma take it to whatever limit, when it come to fam
And I got some niggas doing time, they locked up in that jam
I done did some dirt that I regret, but its already dead
Smoke a wood I'm high and reminiscing and remembering
I can't even vent unless I got a paper and a pen
Can't believe I gave you all I got and then you changed up
I peep certain shit but I sit back and I don't say none
Gotta put your trust into a pole, and you can't put your trust into a hoe
I'm riding on my own
They want smoke, then its on
Yeah

[Hook]
I'm prayed up, you'll never hear that I done gave up
Keep getting money make this paper
F*ck the haters I ain't worried bout the fame bruh
I'm smoking flavors I've been drinking all the pain up

[Bibbss]
Yeah, I've been eating all that pain up
Steady swerving daily scraping all this change up
Twelve on my ass, why they tryna tame us?
Grinding for the riches I don't care about the fame, uh
Ever since a younging, I've been destined for this lifestyle
Thumbing through these Jacksons, but I swear I need a light mill
Ask if Ima ride, it's a guarantee that I will
Gripping on this pipe still
Trauma to my brain, so don't ask me how I feel
So I'ma live it up, I've been working baby you know I ain't letting up
On the road to riches, every day I gotta level up
I've been stacking, in my bag pouring Wocky in my cup

[Hook]
I'm prayed up, you'll never hear that I done gave up
Keep getting money make this paper
F*ck the haters I ain't worried bout the fame bruh
I'm smoking flavors I've been drinking all the pain up

{RogerFlo]
And I've been drinking all this pain up
Rolling up the gas, I'll relax. can't be frustrated
I've been in my bag for way too long, time to escape it
I run up a bag and write these songs
Escape the matrix
I've done made mistakes a couple times
It's been a minute since I've sat here in my mind
I'm just writing all these rhymes
Tryna see if I could find
An answer to the shit that I found out was all a lie
I'm tryna talk bout how we came up, with the greatest cadence came from being nameless
Now they sending payments, I thank goodness gracious
I know its gon take me places
I gotta sound and they can't imitate it

[Hook]
I'm prayed up, you'll never hear that I done gave up
Keep getting money make this paper
F*ck the haters I ain't worried bout the fame bruh
I'm smoking flavors I've been drinking all the pain up

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