Pain Gone (feat. Zannix0pium)

Mix the Codeine wit' the sprite I don't even take out my gun take out the blade this a knife fight I'm on the phone wit' Kumo he told me "lil' bro we finna be aight" Outside wit' the squad we some lil' vamps we pop out at night I got these grown women on lock I just hit them up on Skype I got these grown women on lock they all tryna spend a night Some of these nigga's like street dogs they be barkin' but don't bite It's about time that I go up I'm takin' flight It's about time that you gave up you burnin' out And that girl did me bad, ye I'm 'bout to crash out I'm in the trap with them Ebk's posted in the South I'm a hood baby we sellin' drugs to hustle for money I know some nigga's that switched up for pussy and that shit so funny I make the 808 jump I got them jumpin' like bunnies Money and Act this a bando talk Paintin' shit red this a Van Gogh glock Still thinkin' 'bout money can't bap, my head still hurt Can't see past the bread, my eyes still blurred The price went up We not doin' features go get your bread up The money keep comin' in yeah this shit stuck I took the Lean down the aisle put a ring on that cup F*ck a search nigga's still in the club wit' it tucked Playin' wit' the bread get a bitch nigga touched Put trust in my nigga's the back door shut Really don't care we came in wit' the blick We probably made a whole ten of a brick Why they got broke nigga's talkin' in here? Really got opp nigga's talkin' in fear I got racks now nigga's still act like they need me I put the Codeine in my chest it can't leave me I just blew ten for the shit on my wrist Might turn a bitch up and put rings on her fist