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Pain Songtext
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Pain Songtext

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

I put these frames up on my face to hide the pain (Hide the pain)
I took the umbrella out the Rolls for the rain (Out the rain)
I pray five times a day to stay sane (Stay sane)
I got a bag, it won′t ever be the same (No)
I heard they talkin' ′bout me, I don't give no fuck (Fuck, no, no)
They gon' talk about you when they know you up
I went to my soul and I gave it all I got (All I got)
I just whipped the new ′Rari off the lot (Woah)

I just sat up on a jet and I prayed
I love the hood so much, but I couldn′t stay
Double R the car, yeah, double V the stones


Double C my broad, yeah, how the fuck I'm wrong?
I′d probably stay and trust these fuck niggas if I wasn't gone
Would′ve seen a mil' from the streets if I ain′t see it from a song
On the carpet, gotta pray, but I ain't even Aladdin
Nigga's tryna fuck my side bitch and she ain′t even the baddest
Huh, designer frames, they gon′ hide my tears
I pray every day that God got my peers
I used to ride the Uber, now I'm in a Lear

You gotta stand down for your time ′cause it's near

One chain cost forty, why I need six?
A million dollars on some diamonds, what′s a fit?
He got me fucked up, I got him hit
More money, more problems, huh? Let's get rich

I put these frames up on my face to hide the pain (Hide the pain)
I took the umbrella out the Rolls for the rain (Out the rain)
I pray five times a day to stay sane (Stay sane)
I got a bag, it won′t ever be the same (No)
I heard they talkin' 'bout me, I don′t give no fuck (Fuck, no, no)
They gon′ talk about you when they know you up
I went to my soul and I gave it all I got (All I got)
I just whipped the new 'Rari off the lot (Woah)

One hit wonder, yeah, bitch, you got me fucked up (Yeah, yeah)
I make her keep her head down, so she stuck up (Shut up)
Drop the McLaren off just to pick the truck up (I know)
I just hit the bottom just to pick my luck up
Two foreigns full of bitches, don′t even know my name


I had to snatch a foreign and put it in my lane
I took a hundred million dollars and put it to my name
What the fuck is all your cars compared to my plane?
I cried tears behind this shit, yeah, yeah
Don't shed no tears behind no bitch now, no

I got a bag, they lookin′ at me like, "How you find this shit?"
My life a motion picture, nigga, I don't gotta rewind this shit
I can′t get no bitch until my bag right
I'ma kick her out if she don't act right
Bent crackin′ done took me off the street, but now I′m back, right?
I got tears on my face, but ain't no sad night

I put these frames up on my face to hide the pain (Hide the pain)
I took the umbrella out the Rolls for the rain (Out the rain)
I pray five times a day to stay sane (Stay sane)
I got a bag, it won′t ever be the same (No)
I heard they talkin' ′bout me, I don't give no fuck (Fuck, no, no)
They gon′ talk about you when they know you up
I went to my soul and I gave it all I got (All I got)
I just whipped the new 'Rari off the lot (Woah)

I just whipped the new 'Rari off the lot

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