Текст песни
Ah, damn. My life. Should I choose? I'm always pursuin', take control, attune it. And you ain't gotta make a change, it's time To do it. You can tell that I'm suited, Tired of nothin' that's foolish. You didn't ride, you snoozed it, how you fakin' The movin'? For provin', don't need no king when They lyin', they meerkats. And I ain't from Cali, but homie, that's fair Facts. The science behind the sports, they hope you Get involved. A virus within the court, They hope that you install. OGs told me kill 'em with class, get to The bag. That kept me out the frame whenever That camera flash. The cynical thoughts keep the Limits on course. But it's hard to think positive With negative force. And I was tryna get ahead, I hit my Gualo with dread. For the loud or the rags, Then pump a nickel for bread. And stay in my lane low whenever the hate Flow. Repel like rainclothes, it's nothin' for tame Souls. This pain, yo. Nothin' remains the same, bro. Just stand on square, don't let a cirque go. This is pain, yo. Hey, yo, sis, this life's A niche. It seems like we workin' for tips To feed the rich. This is pain, yo. Nothin' remains the same, bro. Just stand on your square, don't let a cirque Go. This is pain, yo. Hey, yo, sis, this life's a niche. It seems like we workin' for tips to feed The rich. Cheeks, you remain in my frame. It's hard to refrain, the tears comin' down like A drain. We was cousins raised brothers, Couldn't tell us nothin'. Better father to me, And pardon me if I was distant like a Fifth cousin. This pain'll never subdue. Man, I coulda leveled the room. Why not me? No reason for you. Your 16 was hard to get through. Good thing my phone waterproof. Just slime. Damn, I can't believe I'm sayin' this, son. RIP to the best to get it done. When you told me you don't call anybody your Brother. Then introducin' me like I was born from Your mother. I felt that. Amongst the undisclosed, I won't chat that. If it's love, it's no holds barred and that's Fact that. I'm down with ruckus, Down with duckin'. That's the life, you don't like It, you can platter these nuts. This is pain, yo. Nothin' remains the same, bro. Just stand on square, don't let a cirque go. This pain, yo. Hey, yo, sis, this life's a Niche. It seems like we workin' for tips to Feed the rich. This is pain, yo. Nothin' remains the same, bro. Just stand on your square, don't let a cirque Go. This is pain, yo. Hey, yo, sis, this Life's a niche. It seems like we workin' for Tips to feed the rich.
Rim — PAINYO
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