Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Pain , by - Ransom. Song from the album Pain & Glory (Co-Starring DJ Clue & Big Mike), in the genre Рэп и хип-хопPain |
| But that ain’t got nothing to do in how I get paid |
| I gotta hit the field and grind like a sick slave |
| I wore these same ripped jeans for like six days |
| Looked in the mirror this morning and seen six greys |
| I’m not a child no more, this ain’t the sixth grade |
| Yo last night was the first time that this kid prayed |
| I asked God to help me get out this big maze |
| They spit strays across the street where my kid plays |
| This ain’t a quick phase, that’s how this shit stays |
| Grimey as hell, you’ll be lucky to get grazed |
| Than have that big gauge blow off like six braids |
| How could you be so broke, especially at this age? |
| How could you fuck that bitch raw and then risk aids? |
| How could you not feel that pain deep in your rib cage? |
| Dawg you only got dro money, how you gon' get haze? |
| Every slick phrase sharp like a switchblade |
| Narcs with that quick raid, spark where that snitch stays |
| Prison? |
| Nah, it’s dark in that brick cage |
| The water ain’t clear, there’s sharks in them thick waves |
| Going to court for trail, now that’s torture pal |
| How you pay a child support, when you support your child? |
| If this is the life, then put me in the coffin now |
| The smokes and drinks is probably why i’m coughing now |
| You love her to death, can’t think about abortion now |
| Your wife is a rider, you know you can’t divorce her now |
| And the provider, damn you done lost her now |
| She doing her thing, and now you’re getting bossed around |
| So you hit the block, time to start flossin' now |
| Show her that you ain’t that nigga to start crossing now |
| You get locked up, can’t get your back up off the ground |
| The prison system, I call it the black lost and found |
| You got the game twisted, you think a mixtape |
| Could prevent my daughter from having another lame christmas? |
| I’m in the same district with bitches that flame biscuits |
| You get your brain shifted, just to get your chain lifted |
| Homie, I sacrifice my life for this |
| My babymother don’t really know how i’m nice with this |
| She thinks i’m playing around, can’t pay the lights with this |
| That shit ain’t meat on the table, can’t eat no rice with this |
| Damn, I spit pain 'til it reach the center, of your stomach |
| I’m lethal, I hope the streets remember |
| Can’t wait to reach December |
| Cause while ya niggas arguing who own the summer |
| My niggas is try to keep the winter |
Lyrics of the artist's songs: Ransom
Lyrics of the artist's songs: DJ Clue