Pain Freestyle

Keep your eyes on me, keep your eyes on me Keep your eyes on me, keep your eyes on me Yeah, it's the real pain I'm talking about Most people got their motherfucking heads in the clouds A hope soon a make a few pounds off this rap See it all through and take it across the map And then make a few racks instead of going back to the trap I don't wanna do that, never wanna do that shit again Nearly lost my mind to the trap game So then I switch over to the rap game Some rappers do both, I don't know how they do that The real question is, do they really do rap Then they scream, rap, cap But it's all a fucking lie, like everything in this life Yeah, this lifestyle is crazy, shit's crazy round ma ends But you know me, I'm just chilling with the bredrins. Yeah, T1, that's the name Don't f*ck up my flow and my way Yeah, this is the real pain Pain causes shame, then when you're at your worst days You wanna start grinding for them better days Hustling for this big pay wage, Until there's a new page, new dawn Until I finish rapping this song Grinding from the gwop, that's my next stop Not in for the fame, but to make it out the hood Still breathing, that's another thing I'm trying to achieve in Yo, tell them again, man No more repping the ends, that's old news Because I've been snaked by my friends, I'm giving up on the gang and ends See in this lifestyle, you need no friends It feels like I'm giving up on the ends I can't be taking the risks to put this pain and stress to rest No such thing as rest and peace, that's one thing I'm unable to do I've got not too much to prove, but with nothing to lose In this game, you gotta play by the rules Remember those days when I was on a backseat grafting them packs, Used to always think, shall I go by myself, some more straps Yeah, them ops get double tapped when I pull out the whap, Take that shit and don't want it back Yeah, that's the pain I'm stuck in my brain.