Pain Flow (feat. Eightball Tank)

Mhm Yeah Aight I know how I'ma go on this bitch Y'all know what the fuck going on Aye I had to find it in myself to let that pain go Looking in the mirror I ain't see how I'm who you changed on Rain down all on yo parade to let the pain flow Fuck it, lemme change flows 'Cause trying to imitate how I attack it What a couple of these niggas aim for And then ah get to acting like they ain't know But fuck all them lame songs, shit be full of cap I know what these niggas ain't on, flock of yes mans Walking around in the same clothes Playing hard in the paint 'til that shit get banged on Flicking up with the same poles Let a nigga say it's up there Watch 'em lay low, now his guys like "What you mean you seen 'em, but you ain't blow?", turn around Now he the self proclaimed biggest opp But he the only one that feel like that We know niggas not, any nigga tried to take from me or mine Afterward they ducked they taco, must've felt like If they didn't, they was getting got Well, now sadly it's something you can't simply dodge That shit charged me up, better hope I don't got a drop That other me really a demon, don't get hit with a dart Watched all the rain go, still ain't open up my heart This wood my main hoe, finna send me up to Mars 'Member I couldn't get nobody to listen to a bar Had me thinking my shit wasn't up to par Trying to put a nigga in a box, I'm really a star Wish they showed them reptilian signs from the start Have 'em like "he was way behind How he in first?", Had to focus in, grind, get out my heart And it was hard 'Cause the ones I had closest to me folded, that shit hurt Man, now that shit wrong in my head done got worse Feeling like I'm living cursed in the middle of this Earth Keep my eyes high praying for better for what it's worth I wonder how a few ah view me if I never spit a Shit, I don't know where I'd be if I ain't ever spit a verse They know I drop heat like my gun fell in dirt They like "how the fuck he better When he been through the worst?", In the booth with drac with me I feel like Lil Durk 'Fore you pick 'em off, you gotta get a angle like Kurt I ain't ever changed, bitch I been the same since birth Taking meds for the pain, somehow I still hurt You was the toughest out the group, but somehow he died first Overkill 'em with the chop, when he fall I'm still dumping Where I'm from Whoopi Goldberg, this shit get real ugly Sipping juice, my head fucked up No concussion, get you blew for some petty ass cash It ain't nothing, feds sat my nigga down He ain't even got no cushion, shoot a nigga 15 times In his hood, in my hoodie Snake bitches get the boot like Woody Niggas wanna hit our block, but they ain't got a whip to do it I ain't gone say the wrong shit, 'cause I know niggas trying to book me Boy, this shit ain't Benihanas, you won't see a nigga cook me (nigga) I'll be damned if I gotta tell my kids a nigga took me (Ain't nobody gone tell my kids a nigga took me) I seen niggas fold like a laptop They was micro soft, you ah get fapped nigga, I ain't Mike Vick I won't fight yo dawg Put a bitch nigga in a coma, now his life on pause (Ha ha ha) Niggas know we get on shit like a fly Cold hearted, but ah put the heat on you like July Since he think he YB, he better move or he gone die Boy, this shit ain't GTA, it ain't no coming back to life Nigga (I don't give no fuck) Since he think he YB, he better move or he gone die (Long live O, nigga, free Meech, nigga) Boy, this shit ain't GTA, it ain't no coming back to life Y'all niggas know what the fuck going on, nigga