Pain (feat. Cole Metzo, Belle, & Dripset)

She from the city homebody she don’t talk much Does a 9-5 then hit the crib and gets sauced up She move a lil different i see it’s how she brought up She don’t know better nah bro nobody taught her Uncle used to touch her left a scar on her crazy Suicidal thoughts she be going thru them phases She wanna pop a Xanny cause it helps where the pain hit Wanted better things but the bitch be on the same shit Every hand that grip her thigh got her heart racing Flashbacks of when Uncle Eddie went and raped her Pops wasn’t around all she ever did was hate him Both em sucka niggas is the reason why she hate men Keep it to herself cause that shit hurt to speak on Can’t stand to feel pain that’s why she keep weed blowing Tryna keep it together she knows she gotta keep going Times is tough she had to get hers she got a piece going She might just line some niggas get credit/ debit ID’s stole She wanna give it up but fuck it she she keep going ... Yeah (I told her) We gon make it out the hood we gon shine on em baby If they slowing up the bread we gon slide on some niggas She don’t mind cause she really need the bread She gon ride put a bullet to his head Tell them niggas that I’m good where I’m at I’m on go type of time And I’m riding thru thru hood I got a Suge by my side Before they slide on me deep put wounds in my back Lace my timbs up I'm ready for them goons too attack Ain’t no time for commitment we both was moving heartless Shawty from the town she be moving on that smart shit She stay away from drama and bud cause it sparks shit She don’t let it drive her crazy she know when to park it Toxic environment had to get her own apartment If we need a couple racks we might rob someone’s apartment Put it in some stocks double up on the profits Tired of being broke get rich is the only option She put that dress on she gon have him do whatever she’d like I got scenarios in my head It got me feeling like spike We waiting for him downstairs we stayed away from light And we gon run his CVV and kick it after we swipe And my shoota got that 30 they 30 thirty steps ahead He leading her inside he dirty thoughts in his head She talking to him nice he popping a couple meds Bright lights got him tripping the room been looking red He strip her down to lingerie and throw her clothes on his bed And we bussing out thru the door would’ve thought we the feds We running down everything she tying him by his legs Tears coming his face she really making beg She enjoys these type of things cause of all of the tears she shed Before I even got the chance she put a bullet to his head The bitch missing I turn around & got 2 glocks to my head Said that she hate it came to this & put 2 shots my head (WARNING) And that night was all in my conscious, Could never get too comfortable I'm always moving cautious Can’t even trust these bitches they like niggas moving wocky And if she set me up I promise it’s gon be problem Yeah Took a couple in silence (Yeah) And it turned me to a monster (Yeah) And it made me go harder (WARNING)