Текст Rod Wave – Pain
Текст:
I ain’t been in a month, I ain’t been sleep in a week
I’m in love with the road, I’m so deep in the streets
Remember when I was broke, look at me, I’m the man
KP roll another one, let’s get high as we can
‘Member pops went to prison, unc’ took me inside
Then unc’ went to prison and that shit whooped me inside
I lost Deja to cancer, I just got over it
I’m scared to love, so scared to get close again
Me and my heart been outta touch all these years
‘Cause everything I touch with my heart, it disappear
Everything that I love with my brain, it break easy
No matter where I go I won’t change, the streets need me
Niggas don’t fuck with my vision but watch me on TV
Niggas don’t fuck with my music but bumpin’ my CD
These bitches be so weird and confusin’, you can’t please ’em
My lil’ brother fucked up bout the streets, he won’t leave ’em
Nigga gave me the game, showed me the licks
I gave Kareem the game, I showed him the shit
Kinda fucked up his life, I need to sit down and write him
Had demons in my mind, was tryna fight ’em
Aye look, choppers and brand new Nikes make the life look excitin’
What about court cases, funerals, and indictments?
But that’s another story, I’ll get back to that later
Pops look at ya son, I’m out here chasin’ this paper
In New York mama I just left double-XL
Call grandma and tell her I just left double-XL
Lawyer want me to win, these niggas want me to fail
Know you want me to strive, want me to prevail
Niggas be hatin’ still, but it throw me
Niggas love to hate me but niggas don’t even know me
Then unc’ went to prison and that shit whooped me inside
I lost Deja to cancer, I just got over it
I’m scared to love, so scared to get close again
Me and my heart been outta touch all these years
‘Cause everything I touch with my heart, it disappear
Everything that I love with my brain, it break easy
No matter where I go I won’t change, the streets need me
Niggas don’t fuck with my vision but watch me on TV
Niggas don’t fuck with my music but bumpin’ my CD
These bitches be so weird and confusin’, you can’t please ’em
My lil’ brother fucked up bout the streets, he won’t leave ’em
Nigga gave me the game, showed me the licks
I gave Kareem the game, I showed him the shit
Kinda fucked up his life, I need to sit down and write him
Had demons in my mind, was tryna fight ’em
Aye look, choppers and brand new Nikes make the life look excitin’
What about court cases, funerals, and indictments?
But that’s another story, I’ll get back to that later
Pops look at ya son, I’m out here chasin’ this paper
In New York mama I just left double-XL
Call grandma and tell her I just left double-XL
Lawyer want me to win, these niggas want me to fail
Know you want me to strive, want me to prevail
Niggas be hatin’ still, but it throw me
Niggas love to hate me but niggas don’t even know me
Nigga tryna say Rod pussy, gon’ have to show me
Actin’ like Fats and DLaine ain’t my OGs
Actin’ like this SK won’t rip a nigga whole street
He wanna beef ’bout his bitch, I’d rather give her back
Then we can beef ’bout some gangsta shit after that
Then we can beef ’bout some gangsta shit after that
Actin’ like Fats and DLaine ain’t my OGs
Actin’ like this SK won’t rip a nigga whole street
He wanna beef ’bout his bitch, I’d rather give her back
Then we can beef ’bout some gangsta shit after that
Then we can beef ’bout some gangsta shit after that
Yeah dawg
You want pain, I can give you pain (yeah dawg)
Lord knows I can give you pain (yeah dawg)
Pray to God I never love again (yeah dawg)
I pray to God I never trust again (yeah dawg)
Look, look
Yeah dawg
Yeah dawg
Yeah dawg
Brrr