Lyrics Pain Talk (feat. Lil Tjay) - Sleepy hallow , Lil Tjay

(Great John on the beat, by the way)

Still smoke a pack to the face
Gettin' high, only way to escape
Even when I be feelin' a way
I'ma tell 'em, "I'm doin' okay"

Like, don't say you love me when I'm in the grave
Don't you act like you feelin' my pain
When I took an L, it was part of the game
As a man, all you got is your name

Feel like me and the judge in a race
If I crash, she gon' lock me away
Got a Perc', I might pop it today
Said I'd stop, but I'm stuck in my ways

And I work like I'm tryna get a raise
She said, "If you loved me, then you would've stayed"
I know what she feelin', that's played
I ain't really tryna bring you pain

Would you love me if I was a lame?
That mean minus the watch and the chain
Had no car, had to walk in the rain
Bentley truck, but you get what I'm sayin'

Gettin' money, don't care for the fame
EBK, we don't care what you claim
Got no license, let's go on a chase
I be switchin' and swervin' the lane

Double X tried to get me, too late
I said no 'cause I found that shit strange
Don't be lackin' out here, it ain't safe
Take an L, you get hit with a K

Niggas hate it when you gettin' cake
Wish you could, but you couldn't relate
'Member me and big bro in the Wraith
Thinkin' back, we was lookin' for stains

Can't believe I was askin' for change
Can't believe that this shit really changed
In the trap, we was flippin' them things
Silly rabbit, them tricks for the gang

And my shooters ain't been in no range
Double-back like we puttin' in pain
If you with it, then do what you sayin'
Made your bed and now you gotta lay

Ain't nobody think Tjay'll stick, couldn't pay 'em no mind, I know
Industry won't acknowledge my gift, so fuck 'em niggas, I'm just here for my dough
First time gettin' six figures on stage, checkbooks lookin' like there's a typo
Woke up one day, my pockets was flat, the next day look like I just gave 'em lipo

Love the guys, but ain't never needed gang, just me with it, ISO
Off the top when I spit it, shit be flames, más o menos, so that's how the price go
In the line like they watchin' how I move
Out the streets, but them trenches still approve
Love my fans, but you see me, keep it smooth
We at war right now, I ain't tryna lose

Soothe, soothe, see a threat, he get left up on the news
I got shot in my neck, that shit could've went left, mama look still upset, ain't shit to prove
For them pussy boys, they know what we do, I be doin' it better, be the same
Said he jet, when I see that boy, he flew, DrillyK, this shit never finna change

Gang, gang, gang, gang (gang)
Gang, gang, gang (gang, gang)
Gang, gang
Gang, gang
Gang, gang

Still smoke a pack to the face
Gettin' high only way to escape
Even when I be feelin' a way
I'ma tell 'em, "I'm doin' okay"

Like, don't say you love me when I'm in the grave
Don't you act like you feelin' my pain
When I took an L, it was part of the game
As a man, all you got is your name