So Much Pain

Does this job ever get easier Some of it yeah Some things never get easier RIP to my bro cause I miss him I put all of these drugs in my system Now I gotta be keepin' a pistol Sendin' shots yeah he lucky i missed em It's so much pain you don't know that I'm goin' through Im tryna fake a smile while I'm actin' like I'm bulletproof I can't call you my mans if you ain't pullin' through You say you was gon' ride, let's see what you really gonna do I'm tryna see what you gon' do, cause girl I been wonderin' forever You say you wanna rendezvous, well girl we could meet up wherever Shawty gon' do what she do, but baby you ain't on my level I'm tryna just focus on us, but it's hard to stay away from the devil Maybe I should just put one in my temple But I'm not tryna become another example My homie ain't got that silencer (Shh) Sorry I ain't got the answers Smokin' on that finest shit, I don't give a f*ck if it givin' me cancer That was your man but he turned to a dancer I got that sack now I'm feelin' like Santa, pose for the cameras Most of us never had shit, and now we all drug dealers and some of us scammers Smokin' on za, yeah this isn't no bammer Rollin' up gamma, call it Bruce Banner Go ahead, lie to me bitch, I know that you done it before Cant put my trust in a bitch, and some of my family cause friends they gon' turn to a foe I had to go cash out a check, I walk in the bank I had to get it and go They told me that all of them diamonds came in pink, but I had to get it in gold Everything glitter ain't gold Im as lit as it goes Yeah yeah yeah yeah I had to let this shit go I had to let this shit go I feel in my soul That I don't love you no more I can do this on my own What do you know I was way better alone I can't get out of my zone Bet on the bro He got that veteran flow Girl you know where this could go You be my girl Girl I could better your world I remember when we would stay up on the phone I only wanna talk to you in bed baby, if you alone And sometimes I get real sad, I wish you had a clone I put 160 on the dash, yeah, I gotta go I gotta sell all this dope, yeah RIP to my bro cause I miss him I put all of these drugs in my system Now I gotta be keepin' a pistol Sendin' shots yeah he lucky i missed em It's so much pain you don't know that I'm goin' through Im tryna fake a smile while I'm actin' like I'm bulletproof I can't call you my mans if you ain't pullin' through You say you was gon' ride, let's see what you really