paroles de chanson Intro (PAIN) - Snr Morris

Life ain't no game
No pain no gain
We was in the trenches Schemin
Screaming geng geng
Take my shoes for a sec you'll know I've felt pain
Too many thoughts had a young nigga going insane
I Thank God for my sis
Thought about the whole shit she don been through
She was knocked up they said she couldn't go to school
Now she a corper serving and she don came out of school
My OG got remanded into jail
The judge granted him bail but the bond he couldn't pay
They was taking us to court over a fraud case
Buh didn't make another way for bros to get cake
Damn I had to take the plea
I had no fucking hope of how i was gon pay the fee
If u been down with no choice then you should know how it feels
That's why I take my sorrows drown em in a cup of lean
And then I pray to God
Let the weed take the pain
We was in the hood together now we all winning
Whole squad going big why the opps tripping
I swear I never fold
I was flooded by the rain
I swr I lost hope I was in the trenches
I couldn't pay no bills couldn't buy no meals
That shit was that hard
Mhen shit was that bad
That hard
Really didn't have no hope
How I survived shit was on God and it ain't no joke
The pain that I felt I do not show it so nobody knows
Got heartbroken too many times but I never fold
I been stabbed by the same niggas that I bought knives for
He my brolly Buh he fucks with the opps
I can't trust him no I can't trust
I got a text from brolly saying he wanted to die
I picked my phone and told him gangsta's never die
I put my rage out on my grind gotta survive
Stepping steady and I always watch my back
Watching my back my mills stacking in the bank
Buh I do not fuck with the banks
Gotta survive, niggas hold no guns
Buh we be robbing the banks
Brollies pulling out new whips
Chasing money and we get it quick
Gets the updates, get equipped
On my grind I b blowing trees
Thinking bout my past
I'm still wondering how I survived when I had no stacks
All the money, cars and clothes I had none of that
They told me I was gone get killed I remember that
Buh gangsta's never die
Cash, hoes, foreign whips and peace of mind
When the devil promise wealth that shit is a lie
They Tryna diss but I'm all booked up by my grind
I keep my distance fuck u if u think it's pride
Let the weed take the pain
We was in the hood together now we all winning
Whole squad going big why the opps tripping
I swear I never fold
I was flooded by the rain
I swr I lost hope I was in the trenches
I couldn't pay no bills couldn't buy no meals
That shit was that hard