Pain
Lyrics
(Mama I'm sorry I ran out of pain)
(Mhmm mhmm)
(Wish I could tell you my life ain't the same)
(Mhmm mhmm)
(Counting these racks up I can't even complain)
(Mhmm mhmm)
(I had went shopping and bought me these jeans)
You ain't never been in no pain
That chopper gone knock out his brain
You could never see what I had seen
My money so tall it's Yao Ming
When I pull up you niggas gone vanish
Want you some clout I'm gone give you a name
I got so much money I turned it to rain
Ain't nothing gone stop me boy I keep me some tanks
(Uh yea uh yea yea)
Momma I'm sorry I ran out of pain
I wish I could tell my life ain't the same
Had me some love boy that shit ain't the same
(Uh yea uh yea)
Counting these racks up I can't even complain
I had went shopping and bought me these jeans
To niggas that know me I'm rocking Balmains
(Yeah)
My diamonds they water
It drip or get stained
Run up lil nigga
Come catch you some flames
Most of my shooters they stay in the paint
I stand on my own boy I became a man
Im going to need 24 Ms for the better
Up raise the price cause I do this shit better
Had so much gold that I broke me some records
(Uh yea uh yea)
Nigga they know when I come I don't play
Eat his ass up boy I keep me a plate
Just bought me a Rolex can't tell if I late
It's T-bone or be gone my nigga come home
It been too long I been waiting all along
When I find out who did it now tell me I'm wrong
You don't want no smoke better stay in your zone
I hope the lord stand down and pray for me
I hope the lord let me in the heaven gates
Momma I'm sorry I ain't mean to make a mess
Can't step in granny kitchen if you ain't wash your hands
You ain't never been in no pain
That chopper gone knock out his brain
You could never see what I had seen
My money so tall it's Yao Ming
When I pull up you niggas gone vanish
Want you some clout I'm gone give you a name
I got so much money I turned it to rain
Ain't nothing gone stop me boy I keep me some tanks
(Uh yea uh yea yea)
Momma I'm sorry I ran out of pain
I wish I could tell my life ain't the same
Had me some love boy that shit ain't the same
(Uh yea uh yea)
Counting these racks up I can't even complain
I had went shopping and bought me these jeans
To niggas that know me I'm rocking Balmains
(Mama I'm sorry I ran out of pain)
(Mhmm mhmm)
(Wish I could tell you my life ain't the same)
(Mhmm mhmm)
(Counting these racks up I can't even complain)
(Mhmm mhmm)
(I had went shopping and bought me these jeans)
You ain't never been in no pain
That chopper gone knock out his brain
You could never see what I had seen
My money so tall it's Yao Ming
When I pull up you niggas gone vanish
Want you some clout I'm gone give you a name
I got so much money I turned it to rain
Ain't nothing gone stop me boy I keep me some tanks
(Uh yea uh yea yea)
Momma I'm sorry I ran out of pain
I wish I could tell my life ain't the same
Had me some love boy that shit ain't the same
(Uh yea uh yea)
Counting these racks up I can't even complain
I had went shopping and bought me these jeans
To niggas that know me I'm rocking Balmains
(Yeah)
My diamonds they water
It drip or get stained
Run up lil nigga
Come catch you some flames
Most of my shooters they stay in the paint
I stand on my own boy I became a man
Im going to need 24 Ms for the better
Up raise the price cause I do this shit better
Had so much gold that I broke me some records
(Uh yea uh yea)
Nigga they know when I come I don't play
Eat his ass up boy I keep me a plate
Just bought me a Rolex can't tell if I late
It's T-bone or be gone my nigga come home
It been too long I been waiting all along
When I find out who did it now tell me I'm wrong
You don't want no smoke better stay in your zone
I hope the lord stand down and pray for me
I hope the lord let me in the heaven gates
Momma I'm sorry I ain't mean to make a mess
Can't step in granny kitchen if you ain't wash your hands
You ain't never been in no pain
That chopper gone knock out his brain
You could never see what I had seen
My money so tall it's Yao Ming
When I pull up you niggas gone vanish
Want you some clout I'm gone give you a name
I got so much money I turned it to rain
Ain't nothing gone stop me boy I keep me some tanks
(Uh yea uh yea yea)
Momma I'm sorry I ran out of pain
I wish I could tell my life ain't the same
Had me some love boy that shit ain't the same
(Uh yea uh yea)
Counting these racks up I can't even complain
I had went shopping and bought me these jeans
To niggas that know me I'm rocking Balmains
Writer(s): Willie Cage Jr
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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