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Keeping it hot like an oven
When i dropped coastin'
My name started buzzing
Smoking on cream, yeah that Russian
Her stomach hurt she need robitussin'

dying to be known that's why they living in the moment
Going broke tho for some hoes they tricking on em
Then they leave you by yo lonely, and ain't sayin

Ima stay 

Stay in my lane 
I've been dealing with my pain 
Living it day by day 
Stay in my way 
Grief another look away 
Dressed to the waist 
Lips in

cry too hard
You make my stomach ache
I tried so hard, I fell apart
And maybe it wasn’t my day
I lie too much, bonafide rockstar
Do you see pain on my

turnin, take more stomach burnin
Maybe I won't feel so numb with this X all on my tongue
Livin' life like I'm fuckin young, LA livin' like Young Thug
Yo

pain
Naw you ain't raise yo baby boy this way
But I feel better then without it momma honestly
Niggas snakes! Ion trust Nobody Nobody Nobody Nobody

take it unless
The devil surrenders and angels descent
The night lights shut off by the darkness command
And beautiful colors will show itself

Melodically and sonically the best and
Ironically was choir boy MVP
You can't tempt me i used to get head by the
Pews during father franks hour-long homilies

This that pain music
That pain music
You wear your heart on your sleeve you being stupid
You don't never suppose to trust these hoes
But you wear yo

Tek time, watch-in your name on the headline
Comes when your head's right,

They thought I ate just to get by
They couldn't stomach my next line

Yea
Yo
Aight check it out yo
Yo Fa'eva
Cradle to the grave is pain
Starin at a clouded a window fogged out by the rain
Seein visions of myself

the steps
This pencil i use to stencil the
Times that I'd fail the tests
Toss the muzzle for the pain
I'd stomach and given time
Soon digest
All that

Mhm, hmmm, mhm, hmmm, hmmm, hmmm, mhm
Nigga calling' interrupting,
You put him on mute while we fucking
I make you feel it all in yo stomach
We

Dear mama
Sorry for that drama
Sorry that yo house ain't come yet
Soon
I promise
17 wit a dream
But got a seed in ha stomach
The things you did for

Smoking by my lonely lonely
Ak forty seven for the hate
I'm counting Yoshi
Talking to my nigga for the pain
The devil want me
Leave it

Ive been up out of my home
Im Just tryna get honey
I run by the code 
Butterflies in my stomach 
Until i get home 
From the run 
Said im tryna get

Walk On By

Fat Joe

Don Cartagena

1998

Crack got this new joint coming out 
Yo Joey  tell 'em what the name of this joint is 

(Fat Joe) 
This is for the hoes and bitches 

(Kid Capri)

that shit to drop bitch than drop on the cost then
How you think I gained this weight?
By Rick Ross'n
Yo body don’t fit yo face you jigsaw’n

Eva felt that pain in ya stomach?
I ain't talking hungry
Eva call out for help but stop?
Cuz they gon judge me
I can't even apologize for cuz these

a thottie (Huh?)
Stomach on a gate
Made a quick stop to Haji's (Yo)
Walk in any club in New York with no ID
Shorty think 'cause her ass fat
She could line me

in my fucking body
Stomach hurting head is beating didnt know pain knew karate
Shawty want me money coming buh that shi still wont make me happy
Longer

haze

I shed a tear 'cuz I'm lonely
Sitting in my pain
These demons say they know me
I have nothing left to gain
They whisper take yo' life
If you wanna

stomach more pain
But you can't let anyone save you
Pass out, when you come to
Something will amaze you
Gassed out from a long race
Maxed out on your last

give this up
Inject my veins been addicted to pain
It's my only solution yo gimme a break
I got dope and I mean in my brain
Now I got blue ice in my