PAIN

Wipe my tears from down my face
So much pain, I hope they bake
Don’t know why I feel this way
Wipe my tears down off my face
So much pain I fight away
Don’t know why I feel this way
I got problems gotta face for real
For real, for real
This ain’t fake pain that I wake
And these ain’t fake words that I say
For better days, I know I pray
Look to the sky, I hope He answer mine, yeah
Look to the sky, hope He answer mine
He signed for 18, though the judge, they tried to give him 5
But in his eyes, I swear he wanted this shit, so traumatized
Can’t even face the facts my niggas on a long ride
In the graveyard or a pen', they on a long ride
40 stay on my side
Catch 'em on fire, leave 'em on fried, this shit be on time
Don’t know who with me, they all creep, everybody playin' sides
Thirty on feet, this jit too sweet, I catch 'em double size, yeah
Smoking my weed, counting my cream, I got dope
I ain’t gon' stop, no red light, I’m on go
Play everything sweet to the left like I don’t know
So much pain, I’ma hold it in forever, y’all would never know
Wipe my tears down off my face
So much pain I fight away
Don’t know why I feel this way
I got problems gotta face for real
For real, for real
This ain’t fake pain that I wake
And these ain’t fake words that I say
For better days, I know I pray
Look to the sky, I hope He answer mine, yeah
I represent loyals
I represent the pain, strong strength
I represent all that
I represent getting them Benjamins
I represent drip, nigga
I represent all of that shit
I represent gangsters
I represent niggas who whippin' that shit
I represent the transporters
I represent the weed loads
I represent the high highs
And I represent the low lows
Represent the old time when I couldn’t even afford them hoes
Now I’m buyin' every pair, give a fuck if they new or old
Yeah, this what it came to
This what it is, this what it came to
Kept it real, this what it came to, yeah
This what it is
Don’t try to pop, get your shit bust like a seal
Wipe my tears down off my face
So much pain I fight away
Don’t know why I feel this way
I got problems gotta face for real
For real, for real
This ain’t fake pain that I wake
And these ain’t fake words that I say
For better days, I know I pray
Look to the sky, I hope He answer mine, yeah
I represent the loyals
Represent earning them Benjamins
That shit, gangsters