Pain in Me

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One take to take all my bruddas through fake
See mine step in line cah we really outside
If you're calling my line I aint got time
Keep up on your toes
Ill be ready on my jack jones
Cant trust cah these bruddas really phoney
Didn't have nothing but a hammer when we rolled deep
Pour a four cause my demons dont let me sleep
Sip away the pain cah i need my soul cleaned
I need some diamons vvs
Cuban hanging from my neck
Keep the rest free cause i got some shit on my chest
All these love scars make me need a rest
But i never put in park always speeding in the fast lane
Got no need for drama
Whipping in a fast car
Making money make it faster
Done with bitches say narda
After we beat imma leave you in the past
Why these toxic hoes keep loving me
Phoning up my phone for apologies
No sorry B
Get on top of me
Ill show you how to f*ck with me
Come shake it for a real tug
Wind your back up properly
And when the timings right we'll move on
Forget about the memories when both of us would do wrong
Who's wrong?
I know we ended two-faced
You're stuck up in a place where your dreams will soon fade
I got some pain in me
I crush it down n smoke away
Your words aint phasing me
No way you ever held me down
Whats the foolery?
Would you even hold it down if it wasn't me?
(Would you?)
Liar yeah you folded on me
Piled your emotions on me
Minor though i keep it lowkey
Even though these eyes are on me
And I gotta keep it real I cant be a phoney
Thats why these two faced bruddas keep hating on me
One take to take all my bruddas through fake
See mine step in line cah we really outside
If you're calling my line I aint got time
Keep up on your toes
Ill be ready on my jack jones
Cant trust cah these bruddas really phoney
Didn't have nothing but a hammer when we rolled deep
Pour a four cause my demons dont let me sleep
Sip away the pain cah i need my soul cleaned
F*ck your lies and stories
I'm humble til they fool me
Tried to lead the way but it crumbles all before me
Unless you're talking money you gon' bore me
Stormy how its gunna be if you adore me
I dont need no lense cause my route is in focus
And if you're talking money then go ahead and phone us
Ill take whats mine for a bonus
Put you on your back leave you hopeless
Dunno why they saying I'm a fake
Check your own batch
Lying to your face everyday
Brudda own that
No cap these nerds cant hold the blowback
Don't send shots if your bruddas cant hold that
Claiming that you're real but your actions tell me differently
Why'd you aim high me and you are in a different league
Lame guys want sympathy
I want the Lizzy please
Trapping all day all night in my Nikey fleece
One take to take all my bruddas through fake
See mine step in line cah we really outside
If you're calling my line I aint got time
Keep up on your toes
Ill be ready on my jack jones
Cant trust cah these bruddas really phoney
Didn't have nothing but a hammer when we rolled deep
Pour a four cause my demons dont let me sleep
Sip away the pain cah i need my soul cleaned

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