Pain Lyrics - Trae Tha Truth

(Verse) 

Sittin in hell's den, watchin murder like a show on 

Shot him in cold blood like he was beaten with a slow arm 

He ain't really deserved it but that's life and that must go on 

Prayin we get it right, knowin somehow that we gon go wrong 

It ain't no point of being real when everybody jokin 

Niggas hit the corner with cheese, man everybody's broken 

Probably to numb away the pain from a deeper wound 

Sick of singing blues so they moved into a deeper tune 

15 for the striped, he ain't fightin shit 

He bout that firework, self-employed, how he like this shit 

Realizing if he get caught he gon be tied and hit 

Plus he told that DA — "fuck a statement", he ain't writin shit 

Look nigga nuts, hangin like elephant tighters 

Devil got the key and I bet he just waitin to ignite us 

It's all the same, where I'm from tell em it's west up 

But niggas lose they life for disrespect niggas so this luck 

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(Verse) 

I say he used to be the man now he begging for a gram 

2$ ass nigga, can't lend a helping hand 

Yea it used to be good, he had to work for the jug 

He turned his back on his niggas and went and stayed on the hood 

That statement he can't take back, regret that he made that 

Sat down in trial and that recorder tape, they played that 

Eye contact now but I used to look up to him 

I used to wanna be just like him, now I just inspite him 

Mission ain't condoned even to my closest kin 

I'm getting money now and I was getting money then 

She still poppin off, ain't nothing born in the hood 

Sin City money man, I'm whipping foreigns through the hood 

Times done changed, BG's now OG's 

Used to be 25, damn that 44 the key 

Better out look at life, better know how to cook the white 

Soft to the heart, hard niggas turning soft 

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My lil nigga lost his twin and I know he hurt 

Cast a dark cloud over the old west 

Packers wouldn't even let him out to go and pay his respect 

Last month I've seen a good nigga get put to rest 

Tryna do my best to hold back the tears 

Cus if you livin up in Oakland you livin in fear 

Nigga we break the homicide record every year 

I don't know what you lookin for but love don't live here 

It's crack babies sellin crack around here 

Them lil niggas is strapped so hear me loud and clear 

Ain't nothing but dope fiends, bums and ridarum 

You ain't got a gun, better run when them niggas come 

Pray to God I wake up every morning, get to see the sun 

My niggas is dyin, chasin money by the tons 

I'm tryna smoke away the pain but I'm killin my lungs 

My brother gone now so me to teach his son