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Pain In Me

 

Pain In Me

(album: I'm A Bad Person - 2020)


(Kookup, what's up?
Palaze, what you cookin'?)
(Why you lie to me? What I do to you?)

I can't run away from my problems all the time (I can't run away)
That's just killing, no
I was down bad
I was jealous, I was insecure
Niggas think that they ya' mans, with them Glock, with them extended four
Have you ever failed? Ain't no reason to let 'em for
Every day I'm feeling lavish, I've been eating [?] floor
Can I be in your body, babygirl, until your ribs is sore?
Thought you were my dawg, to be real, he do not call me (I know he don't)
I hop out with that chop and have them lil' nigga all running

When I was live, couldn't get there, it's coffin
Only reason you wanna come now, 'cause I got me a lil' [?]
Slept on the floor, at least keep me warm
But a young nigga couldn't fall from it
Had to go get it on my own
You left me to starve
I was a dog, that was picking the bone
Got the big chop
All of my brothers gon' spray the cologne
Some nigga got cropped
Couldn't get the frame, when the picture was shown
And the world full of evil people, sometimes feeling like I'm living alone

I can't run away from my problems all the time
That's just killing, no (I can't run away)
I was down bad
I was jealous, I was insecure
Niggas think that they ya' mans, with them Glock, with them extended four
Have you ever failed? Ain't no reason to let 'em for
Every day I'm feeling lavish, I've been eating [?] floor
Can I be in your body, babygirl, until your ribs is sore?
Thought you were my dawg, to be real, he do not call me (I know he don't)
I hop out with that chop and have them lil' nigga all running

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