Pain Song

So I have to take the bad with the good So I guess what I'm feeling is, like, a beautiful sadness I guess that sounds stupid Hey, hey, hey, they said they gonna feel the pain in this one right here Hey, I've been on my pain shit lately, I ain't even gonna lie, it's not even been no sad shit I mean I'm built different, right? I mean I'm feeling it I mean I'm built different, right? That's what they telling me They said I came from the trenches, but I ain't no felon, kid I say I'm built different, I came from the struggle I done came from a place where everybody selling bundles And I ain't talking about that hairstyle, we speaking on that heroin I'm trying to be a leader to my people like I'm Farrakhan Trying to run the marathon, I'ma really get it done Went from handy down clothes to looking fly just like a pelican Like me, you can make change if you really want to get it done They trying to take the throne from the king, bitch, I ain't getting up I done seen overdoses, barely ever seen them toasts Seen niggas in the kitchen, but they never went to Boces It's so much crack inside my city, but it ain't for Erosion Shooters in this city, they pull up like they DeMar DeRozan Sad times, sad times, I done felt this shit like mad times, mad times They making moves since it was landlines, landlines And it's a war against my city, but we gon' blow up like a landmine If you can't hold me down, I don't want your ass around How the f*ck I'm making noise and I ain't never make a sound How I started with a quarter and I flipped it to a pound Remember days that overlooked me, now they looking at me now Tell my momma that I'm sorry, sorry, I should've been rich, but I'm tardy, tardy Give her the money bags like Ari, Ari I'm doing what I gotta do, even when the family feud like Steve Harvey Is it too late now to say sorry I'ma still ball out like Amari Mix the Patron with the Bacardi Let's have a party Mix it like a zebra, feel like Justin Bieber You a non-believer, you was a deceiver Fuckin' on you, bitch, I feel like Martin and Gina Take care of the fam, really, am my brother's keeper Cold nights, having talks with the Grim Reaper Life is priceless, can it get cheaper Climbing to the top, but it gets steeper They went from not playing my songs to trying to pay for a feature Ayy, ayy, I think I'ma end that shit right there We got a lot of beat left, but it's not really a lot of beat Maybe I'll just end it out with some harmonies or some shit like that Like some harmonies This a pain song , pain song Yeah, yeah, this a pain song , pain song If you been through it, then sing along, sing along If you've been through this, then sing along, sing along This a pain song, pain zone Yeah, this really is a pain song pain song If you've been through this, then sing along, sing along Sing along, sing along This a pain song Nigga, sing along, sing along Sing along, sing along There