Lyrics After The Pain - Ice Billion Berg

After The Pain

It done been a couple months now, God been lettin blessings up now
The homie told me I was drunk in love, I said «shit I was strung out»
People told me we should double back but I don’t really see the luck in that
Now I’m the one all the women been bustin at, they shoot they shot, I bust back
But it seems I can’t love no mo, honestly ion trust these hoes
To be real all I wanna start a family, I’m too trill to be doin it for the ‘gram
I guess my pride got me kinda in a jam but I don’t give a damn, I’m the man
I know they wanted me to scream «fuck it» but that ain’t me, I just went from
being in love to having love for ya
Baby you was my rider
Baby you was my ride or die
Baby you was my rider
Baby you was my ride or die
Now I’m just thumbin through the check, thumbin through the check
Kinda because of you I’m becoming the best
I won’t lie there’s been nights I ain’t slept, I won’t lie its been meals I’ve
missed
Lost focus, almost lost it all, regained my composure and re-started to ball
On some drunk nights I reach out and call, at least the ones when I’m feeling
they long
Baby you was my rider
Baby you was my ride or die
Baby you was my rider
(Thumbin through the check, kinda because of you I’m becoming the best)
Baby you was ride or die
(Thumbin through the check, kinda because of you I’m becoming the best)
Man it seem when our life went digital, business start slippin through
We start drinkin mo, fights got physical
I started having visions of other men kissin you
I still try to fight for you, guess I wasn’t gettin through
Still down to ride for you, still right here for you
No matter if ion hear from you, shit, but I guess my soft side is still my down
fall
Cause I still let you vibe when the vibe off
Thought about us last time I was in Bal Harbor but it’ll be a long time before
I’m Chanel shopping
Huh, you made it hard for these women especially ones who I feel all about the
image
And not to sound innocent and just point the finger
It prolly was my fault and I prolly won’t admit it
And the way I was living was prolly whack but you won’t get a nigga back like
that
Baby you was my rider
Baby you was ride or die
Baby you was rider
(Thumbin through the check, kinda because of you I’m becoming the best)
Baby you was ride or die
(Thumbin through the check, kinda because of you…)