Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Pain , by - A$AP Rocky. Release date: 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 |