Dat Boi Vic - My Life of Pain Lyrics

Lyrics My Life of Pain - Dat Boi Vic




Sit a dirty glass
Next to a clean one
It gets exposed
The phoenix son
Who rose
With the snub nose
In his clothes
This life we chose
Down south nigga
Could spit with hov
One rhyme
Could shift the paradigm
s could twist the globe
Shooters from out of state
Dumpin out the rafe
Streets is like Kuwait
Yellow tape
DTS investigate
Dawg who selling weight
Love to stunt
Trap been going crazy
For a couple months
Neighborhood filled up with drunks
Smokers who missing fronts
Twisting blunts
Hit the blunt once
And I'm already blitzed
Anxiety
On top of the pain
Dawg that's a deadly mix
Indictment season up in the met
Niggas with heavy bricks
Niggas getting woke out their sleep
We like I bet he snitch
Streets talking
Black zombies
Sleep walking
Creep often
Black bodies in cheap coffins
Go fund me drive
When he died
The whole hood cried
It would've hurt his pride
At the funeral dawg look alive
Rumors was
Niggas was gone shoot the whole wake up
In 02
His pops caught a body for a Jacob
Just think of all the time
That he lost
Ain't get to make up
Bag up every gram
Told my ol lady
Put the shake up
Life is wild
On a stretcher
Never seen a whiter cloud
Miss my cousin Toya dawg
Never seen a brighter smile
Faded off the blunt
Had to boost it
With the black and mild
Hood took a nigga under
Used to be the quiet child
Life is wild
Hatin ass niggas tryna bite the style
Me and moms ain't talk
In a while
Just wanted to make you proud
Streets is foul
When I'm going through it
Ain't no one to dial
Niggas rather ask you for a handout
Before they ask you how
Life is wild
Hatin ass niggas tryna bite the style
Me and moms ain't talk
In a while
Just wanted to make you proud
Streets is foul
When I'm going through it
Ain't no one to dial
Niggas rather ask you for a handout
Before they ask you how



Writer(s): Frank Grimes, Victor Frazier


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