Lyrics Pain - Edited Version - Pusha T , future
I
don′t
never
feel
pain,
cause
I
done
felt
too
much
pain
Money
goin
in
the
rain,
blood
flowing
through
my
veins
I'm
just
doing
my
thing,
get
money,
babygirl,
gold
chains
I
don′t
never
feel
pain,
cause
I
done
felt
too
much
pain
Standing
in
the
rain,
blood
flowing
through
my
veins
I
ain't
never
did
a
thing,
getting
money,
rocking
chains
We'll
never
feel
the
same,
we
the
thugs
in
the
game
I
don′t
never
feel
pain
18
wheeler
gorillas
Black
with
gold
chains,
pitch
bird
like
steelers
Hines
Ward
of
the
crime
lords
Running
through
this
money
screaming
"encore"
Spending
nights
with
the
prime
whore
But
that′s
the
bitch
that
you're
blind
for
Celebrating
on
a
whim,
nigga
Pain
is
Pac
above
the
rim,
nigga
My
bitch
rock
a
bigger
gem,
niggas
Cause
she
was
there
when
it
was
dim,
nigga
She
wasn′t
fucking
none
of
them
niggas
So
now
we're
even
like
a
hem,
nigga
Put
your
freedom
over
failure
Tryna
find
my
Griselda
(La
Madrina!)
Might
as
well,
they
gon′
nail
ya
Momma
screaming
like
Mahalia
Pain
is
love
and
it's
war
Pain
is
running
out
of
raw
Pain
is
finding
out
you′re
poor
As
the
feds
knock
at
your
door
I
dont
never
feel
pain,
cause
I
done
felt
too
much
pain
Been
around
here,
standing
in
the
rain,
blood
flowing
through
my
veins
I'm
just
doing
my
thing,
getting
money,
rocking
tons
of
gold
chains
I
dont
never
feel
pain,
cause
I
done
felt
too
much
pain
I'm
just
standing
in
the
rain,
blood
flowing
through
my
veins
I′m
just
doing
my
thing,
getting
money,
rock
a
hundred
gold
chains
Million
dollars
on
one
gold
ring
Pain
is
joy
when
it
cries
It′s
my
smile
in
disguise
It's
what
makes
the
story
chilling
Spare
the
women
and
the
children
Hear
the
scribbles
of
the
villain
(Yugh!)
This
is
drug
dealer
brilliance
Pyrex
on
the
platter
like
hot
sex
But
my
tribe
don′t
quest
like
love
Pain
in
this
bitch,
with
a
mask
and
a
glove
And
a
team
of
lawyers
to
run
the
train
on
the
judge
It's
no
risk
without
gain
It′s
no
trust
without
shame
It's
no
us
without
′Cain
Push,
my
name
is
my
name
In
the
kitchen
with
a
cape
on,
apron
Tre-eight
on,
coulda
been
Trayvon
But
instead
I
chose
Avon
Powder
face
like
a
geisha
Arm
& Hammer
for
the
breakup
Turn
one
into
two,
watch
the
brick
kiss
and
makeup
(Woo!)
It's
a
match
made
in
heaven
All
that's
missing
is
the
reverend
All
that′s
missing
is
a
blessing
I
hope
God
gets
the
message
I
don′t
never
feel
pain,
cause
I
done
felt
too
much
pain
Money
goin
in
the
rain,
blood
flowing
through
my
veins
I'm
just
doing
my
thing,
get
money,
babygirl,
gold
chains
I
don′t
never
feel
pain,
cause
I
done
felt
too
much
pain
Standing
in
the
rain,
blood
flowing
through
my
veins
I
ain't
never
did
a
thing,
getting
money,
rocking
chains
We′ll
never
feel
the
same,
we
the
thugs
in
the
game
I
don't
never
feel
pain
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