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Payne... Lyrics

I'm tired of all this pain, them pills help me escape
That dope it keep me sane, I'm smoking kushie to the brain
I fucking drank, fuck strippers in Las Veg'
She sucking on my dick, I'm fenna' cum all on her face
I said this pain, It got me doing drugs
sleeping in these streets, and fucking mobbing wit' my thugs
Don't give a fuck, bitch we came from the mud
So when we hit the top, you know we fenna' fuck it up
I said this pain...

Runnin' round town wit' the gang mane
Niggas ain't really have shit growing up
Ain't have a fucking choice but to gang bang
Kicked out of school tenth grade
Ain't give a fuck still got paid
And you know a nigga still got laid
I was in the trap, coaching making plays
Me and broski mask up hit a stain
All these f's on my name it's a shame
I was thirteen selling cocaine
You was in math class like a lame
I was in gym class getting brain, And my boxers Preme'
Never fucking Hanes, Put it on the beam
Take it off to slang
If you want the plug, then a nigga gotta pay
Yeah lil' Jada taught a nigga how to short
We was bagging up dope, at the trap spot
Chain smoking on a motherfucking port
And a nigga really been off the porch
Wit my G's and they throwing up a fork
Wit my B's and they throwing up a B nigga
Quanny P he a C got the heat wit him

I'm tired of all this pain, them pills help me escape
That dope it keep me sane, I'm smoking kushie to the brain
I fucking drank, fuck strippers in Las Veg'
She sucking on my dick, I'm fenna' cum all on her face
I said this pain, It got me doing drugs
sleeping in these streets, and fucking mobbing wit' my thugs
Don't give a fuck, bitch we came from the mud
So when we hit the top, you know we fenna' fuck it up
I said this pain... Had a daughter when a nigga was a teen
Years before I was rappin' bout a dream
Mane depression taste better than it seem
All this dirt I done did I ain't clean
I done seen it all, never said a peep
Need some tats on my face like I'm peep
TLC wit the squad fenna' creep
Man...
I thought I told you niggas, it ain't nothing new
Running on the block like a marathon
See the pigs in my fucking rear view
I done doubled crossed niggas that I love
Got me feeling like Bishop in Juice
I done ran off twice on the plug
Changed my number, he ain't know what to do
Mane I swear to god I hate my baby momma
That bitch real name shoulda been drama
I pray to god, but the devil got me under
And these demons, really tryna' tell me sumn'
Say I owe em' but they never gave me nuthin'
Tried to sell my soul, nigga I was bluffin'
But they still ate me up like a muffin'
Old me died, misery is comin'

I'm tired of all this pain, them pills help me escape
That dope it keep me sane, I'm smoking kushie to the brain
I fucking drank, fuck strippers in Las Veg'
She sucking on my dick, I'm fenna' cum all on her face
I said this pain, It got me doing drugs
sleeping in these streets, and fucking mobbing wit' my thugs
Don't give a fuck, bitch we came from the mud
So when we hit the top, you know we fenna' fuck it up
I said this pain...

Writer(s): Jamal Grant
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Jamal Grant, ST MUSIC LLC, Songtrust Ave
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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