Pain
By
Asco
Album
Perfect Timing
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You play too much
Pain
You know we just have to go through it more time, man.
You know it's going how it's supposed to go more time.
But it's a joke thing, said where you get me?
Mully.
Alright, look.
So what you know about pain?
I lost my nan and uncle Kenny, both in the same year, yeah.
This shit will never be the same.
Through the F3, and the BS, how the fuck I stayed the same?
When a judge racked me up, I just charged it to the game.
And my nigga did the same.
Feel my niggas out the cage.
Them times there, the word was the Mulli's on his way.
What a shame.
These times I couldn't give a fuck about the fame.
I'm making sure the Mulli and the fam stay straight.
Car, I've seen it all, I've seen man move strange.
Stranger than strange ways, for some change.
They ain't never made a change. What a shame.
So much pain, I couldn't tell you how I stayed sane.
They put me in a block the same day they put nanny in a grave, nigga.
What do you know about pain?
What do you know about containing the rage to maintain?
What do you know about?
Putting hard on the pave.
See, my dad smoked up, same thing that got me paid.
I got a MAC full of slugs so don't play, 'cause you will get sprayed.
And lay where you stay.
Cause right there is balling, night and day.
And LF was the place I was raised, so my things a little different.
I was raised in an era where it's bullets for a snitch.
And don't get it twisted.
Niggas in jail, but still snitching.
Nowadays all these kids tripping.
And no one ain't Mulli, so no one ain't really big dripping.
Fuck what you heard, I've been the realest.
I've been a suspect and a victim, but never been a witness.
I fuck tell a bitches, but I ain't never bitching.
I really been through it, nigga, and I'm really with it.
I tell all my little niggas that this shit ain't really clicking, man.
Trust.
See, I can really tell you about pain.
I'm talking banged up.
24 hours of the day, that's that block life.
Shit that I turn a nigga crae, if you ain't straight.
Go stay fucking with a nigga trying to fuck a nigga's ways.
But Alhamdulilah, car.
Five times a day, I still pray.
See the Mulli superstar, I ain't never go astray.
First week in the nick, I got the news about Vicks.
Shit, that shit left me in bits.
I was in my cell, it was me and lit.
And all night come like that shit ain't really hit.
Hella turns, hella twist.
The niggas don't learn, so get burnt in their shit, shit, shit.
When I was in my cell, holding a mess.
I had to bill a young Spliff with the earn and the rips.
Cause it's all gone left.
My mommy super stressed cause her son got hit with a stretch.
I tell her, mommy, don't stress.
Cause the Mulli can't done.
They know they rocking with the best, not less.
I came a long way from pebbling up a Z.
I've been pulling M's, still gang on gang.
Getting to this Mulli with my leng, man, friends.
Never sit the fence, 'cause when it rains, niggas get drenched.
So much pain that nothing makes sense.
When I heard Hypes died.
For three days straight, I had a pain in my chest.
All on my left side.
And I don't even cry, but I couldn't stop crying.
Blood shot all in my eyes.
Blood's got to shed and somebody's got to die.
And something's got to hold by until it flatline.
I put it on my life.
All I see is pain.
Looking in these mom's eyes, there ain't nothing I can say that'll ever make it right.
But I'mma make it right.
And take it to them heights, 'cause I know what hypes like.
I think about bro when I look up in the sky.
I think about Chedda boy, mash time for life.
Whole team full of top boys, yeah, that's my side.
Trust.
Yeah, that's my side.
