Pain – Lil Speedy Lyrics
Pain Lyrics
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9 block, Maryland shit, nigga, BH4L, nigga (Lil’ Fox, why you so godly, cuz?)
BloodHound business, know what the fuck goin’ on, nigga
Brr, brr, brr, brr (SlickDa3rd, let’s go crazy)
Why the fuck they keep sayin’ my name like me and blood ain’t put in pain?
I done walked up them blocks and blew fully chop all at his fuckin’ brain
When my big brother had died, I was slidin’ and glidin’ all through the fuckin’ rain
And this shit ain’t gon’ stop, I need more hats when I get off the plane
Jim like, “Lil’ cuz, chill up off the Percs and Xans,” but I just can’t
I get in my feelings and think ‘bout Trilly, like, damn, blood, ‘cause ain’t no way
‘Cause I done cried so many tears and spinned they block the same day
The same niggas that said they did it to him gon’ die the same way
Wipe my tеars ‘cause I’m done cryin’, back in them cars ‘causе we love slidin’
Told lil’ bro, “Don’t pop no Perc’ up on this drill ‘cause we out glidin'”
They told me folks got shot and I wasn’t even scared, I thought he survived
I got that call that folks had died and somethin’ went wrong all in my mind
Like, hold on, wait, who is them? Bail out that bitch and get ‘em together
Said fuck blood up on the ‘net, come through that bitch no matter the weather
I told y’all once, I’m done cryin’, so let me get back in that mode
Told Singo, “Hop out with ARP and tap that bitch for sure”
My second day off the band, me and Mari bounced out tryna score
Twin 22s, Gen3 and Gen5 for my bro
He had ran, tripped and fell and that bus stop where he got smoked
He stole my fuckin’ Larry, so when he catch him, hang him by a rope
Nigga, and I like wipin’ nose
Lil’ bitch call my slimy, duh, of course, that’s how I got my pole
And I don’t condone in cliquin’ up with opps ‘cause we love them backdoors
And right before Lil Jeff died, he told me, “Lil’ cuz, turn up a lil’ more”
Why the fuck they keep sayin’ my name like me and blood ain’t put in pain?
I done walked up them blocks and blew fully chop all at his fuckin’ brain
When my big brother had died, I was slidin’ and glidin’ all through the fuckin’ rain
And this shit ain’t gon’ stop, I need more hats when I get off the plane
Jim like, “Lil’ cuz, chill up off the Percs and Xans,” but I just can’t
I get in my feelings and think ‘bout Trilly, like, damn, blood, ‘cause ain’t no way
‘Cause I done cried so many tears and spinned they block the same day
The same niggas that said they did it to him gon’ die the same way
