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Lil Eazzyy - Pain For This [Official Audio]
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Eazzyy
Lil Eazzyy
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eric Allen
Eric Allen
Songwriter
Nicholas Mira
Nicholas Mira
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
David Nakaji
David Nakaji
Mixing Engineer
Nick Mira
Nick Mira
Producer
Daniel Williams
Daniel Williams
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

(I put in pain for this Some of my niggas back home, yeah, they slangin' shit Them boys get to aimin' shit G23 to a fully, we dangerous (Nick, you're stupid) I put in pain for this Some of my niggas back home, yeah, they slangin' shit Them boys get to aimin' shit G23 to a fully, we dangerous My niggas get paid for this They told me: "stick to the music, you made for this" Uh, uh) I put in pain for this (pain for this) Some of my niggas back home, yeah, they slangin' shit Them boys get to aimin' shit G23 to a fully, we dangerous My niggas get paid for this They told me: "stick to the music, you made for this" The van got a K, yeah, it came with it You know we never do basic whips I came from the bottom with robbers (with robbers) You must be smokin' on keef, don't think I keep a llama If Reese, he spot him, he got him (he got him) We do not care who you with, you get beat by your mama That gutter, it come with that trauma (that trauma) Bro 'nem say you doin' well, had to send 'em that guala (yeah) I can't be broke, always check me a comma (at all) Now I got on and my bank a lil' larger Shit that I got, it took patience I be too eager for cash, I get up and I chase it (I chase it) Niggas pop on and they wasted Check me a ten like again and again, yeah, my money be agin' Now I don't want nothin' basic I mix the Virgil with Louis, it's people that's hatin' (yeah) I be low-key when I'm walkin' around If you see me, you wouldn't even know that I'm famous 'Cause that's how I want it to be (yeah) But you can run up and get left in the street I'm straight through the back, I don't need an ID Twin 'nem keep the MAC, fifty rounds in the Jeep If you got an issue, you know we can meet We don't do beef Glizzy is tucked right away in the fleece (the fleece) He can get put in a blender, we won't let him leave No, we don't fuck with the D's (no) My block, I'm gon' give it a ring (yeah) We gon' come up as a team No one left behind, nigga, what do you mean? I kinda miss servin' the fiends Chop and it come with a beam (yeah) I got some family I still haven't seen But they just gon' tell me to go do my thing I put in pain for this Some of my niggas back home, yeah, they slangin' shit Them boys get to aimin' shit (aimin' shit) G23 to a fully, we dangerous My niggas get paid for this They told me: "stick to the music, you made for this" The van got a K, yeah, it came with it You know we never do basic whips I put in pain for this Some of my niggas back home, yeah, they slangin' shit Them boys get to aimin' shit G23 to a fully, we dangerous My niggas get paid for this They told me: "stick to the music, you made for this" The van got a K, yeah, it came with it You know we never do basic whips We never do basic whips No, we don't do basic whips No, we don't do basic whips G23 to a fully, we dangerous Van got a K, yeah, it came with it
Writer(s): Eric Allen, Nicholas Mira Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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