Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pain, artist - A$AP Rocky.
Date of issue: 10.01.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Pain |
So thick you are, shining like the star |
With your head in the clouds, some fighters shoot you down |
Hands on the ground, back against the wall |
Tell me who you’d call when no one else around |
Lights, camera, action, lights, camera, action |
The future will be televised, haters getting genocide |
23 and 43, I’m talkin my Margiela size |
My niggas is hella fly, you over accessorize |
Better not, it’s in my repertoire, forever ever high |
I never lie, never tell a lie, I would testify |
Set aside dreams, I’m a king ask Coretta Scott |
Two faced, fat ass, and a nice set of thighs |
Rihanna weave, I need a umbrella ella ella ah |
Everybody knows me, hit, still ain’t got no cash |
Bitch, get that glass quick, post my bad habits |
Fuck you and your Instagram, match around man though |
Royal blue folls, getting head in the red Lambo |
Media take me out, TMZ all in the VIP |
Bitch I’m hard and my lube come free |
Too much boss if you ask me |
Almost fucked fame, but she came with money |
I got two bad bitches, haters wanna take em from me |
Tryina get on in this industry, acting like your birthday |
Breaking down cocaine with the EBT |
These male groupies doing it |
However, whatever they seeing on the box |
Everybody spit, everybody hide |
Everybodies an artist (everbody not) |
SOLOST, niggas talking dollars getting change |
In a minute I’mma lose my crew scrit |
Well one, give the full 98 |
Like fuck coach, I’m cutthroat, so what goes? |
Do you head for the year they say might be the end? |
Better look within |
Glisten the glamors, we pose for the cameras |
Ghetto niggas with me, they pose with the hammers |
Ghetto girls with me, pink toes in the sandals |
No dirty laundry, get your nose out my Hamper |
Clothes in my hamper, that bathing ape camouflage |
Brands from japan, you would think I was a samurai |
Drop-crotch, jeremy scott pants, bitch it’s hammer time |
Getting dirty money but I keep my hand sanitized |
Life is what you need, won’t you take a Z? |
Feel the breeze |
Smoke the Sour Deeze, hit that shit and please act at ease |
Wouldn’t you wanna be like the Black Eyed Peas, all these 3's |
Star, that’s Hollywood, won’t you rest in peace? |
So thick you are, shining like the star |
With your head in the clouds, some fighters shoot you down |
Hands on the ground, back against the wall |
Tell me who you’d call when no one else around |