paroles de chanson Pain (feat. Cole Metzo, Belle & Dripset) - blkkkchino

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 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 and got 2 glocks to my head
Said that she hate it came to this and put 2 shots my head
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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

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