Lil Zay Osama - Real Pain Lyrics

(JTK)
(Have you ever felt real pain?)
The shit I had to deal with
Have you ever felt real pain?
Have you ever felt real pain?

Have you ever felt real pain? (Oh)
Have you ever felt real pain? (Oh)
Have you ever felt real pain? (Have you ever felt real pain?)
Have you ever felt real pain? (Oh)

Late night in the cold, hands froze (hands froze)
My homie killers still around the guy's hoes (the guy's hoes)
Bitches I called sisters gave up the guy's lo' (guy's lo')
My cousin still a bitch, you know he stole the guy's poles

I'm speaking on real shit (on real shit)
This the kinda shit I had to deal with (this what I had to deal with)
The guys ain't wanna slide
I had to slide and risk my meal ticket (had to slide and risk my meal ticket)
Cuzo snaked me once, I coulda killed him
He wanna still kick it (he wanna still kick it)
Pussy killed Emoni, it's crazy niggas even kill bitches (pussy)
And we ain't killing over coochie
If you had it growing up and you in the field, yo' ass a goofy (yo' ass a goofy)
They done killed my brother OJ after that they lost Boonie (they lost Boonie)
The hood done broke my heart, it fell apart, this shit flukey, mh (this shit flukey)
We in war some generations ago (some generations ago)
Chicago done got so dry, ain't no more places to go (ain't no more places to go)
And I'm steady losing homies, I cant take it no more (I cant take it no more)
Sometimes lil' bro nem gotta show me, I don't know faces no mo', oh
I don't care who you is
Ain't no knowing where I live (ain't no knowing where I live)
Barely see my kids, man, what type of shit is this? (Man, what type of shit is this?)
Still feel pain, fuck that mansion on the hill (fuck that mansion on the hill)

Have you ever felt real pain? (Oh)
Have you ever felt real pain? (Oh)
Have you ever felt real pain? (Have you ever felt real pain?)
Have you ever felt real pain? (Oh)

Late night in the cold, hands froze (hands froze)
My homie killers still around the guy's hoes (the guy's hoes)
Bitches I called sisters gave up the guy's lo' (guy's lo')
My cousin still a bitch, you know he stole the guy's poles