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Pipe that sh*t up, TnT No, no, no, no (NLE the top shotta) Ayy, ayy (Got them bombs like Al-Qaeda) Trap jumpin' like TwoThree Feel the pain and it's floating, something fun I ain't even go to college, got me runnin' I ain't even go to college, got me runnin' I'm off the Percocets, b*t*h, I'm off the molly So much sh*t been on my mind that I don't know where to start My chest, it hurts from this pain, I think I need a new heart Can't forget you for what you did, 'cause you took it too far I had to cut this lil' b*t*h off, 'cause she wasn't playin' her part I'm doin' right about you, but you still neglect me If I didn't had the money or the fame, would you still text me? I don't wanna tote no gun, I know the crackers gon' arrest me But if they opposite me out in person You know they gon' bless me They say I'm overrated, because I'm most hated They throwin' dirt up on my name, but I'm dedicated Got suicidal thoughts goin' through my brain daily And don't nobody understand the problems that I have Gino died November 10th, just a month before Christmas My birthday on November 1st, so you know that sh*t hit me My brother came into the room and he said "Gino dead" Slim chance he gon' make it, he got shot in the head I look on Instagram, everybody sayin' "Pull through" I sent a prayer that you'd make it but it didn't save you And I don't wanna see you layin' in the ICU And I didn't go to the funeral, I can't see you in the tomb, no Pain, pain What did I do (What did I do?), ooh, to lose you? Pain, pain What did I do (What did I do?), ooh, to lose you? You did some sh*t I can't let go, I forever got my grudge You can't fault me for actin' different, you know that you was dead wrong My heart get weaker and weaker, I'm tryna keep my f**kin' head on Rock, you either land on a bunk or a headstone They say that I'm a b*t*h, and I ain't been through sh*t Well, have you been in a shootout and seen your homie get hit? Or have you ever been in love and been stressed by the b*t*h? And then she f**k another n***a, I'm killin' both of them b*t*hes So many sh*t is blindin' me, I think I need me some seafood I mind my own business, I don't give a f**k what he do My own n***a stole from me, you got to watch your people He sayin' that he real, but I know that sh*t is see-through And I can't lie, I'm dead inside Bullets flyin', homicide Traumatized, my dogs keep dyin' Free my dog, he facin' time I'm hurt, I have to put it on my sleeve Prayin' to the Lord, only time I'm on my knees I'm like, "Please" I'm like, "Jesus, please, keep me on the right road, the devil after me" Pain, pain What did I do, ooh, to lose you Pain, pain What did I do, ooh, to lose you NLE the top shotta Got them bombs like Al-Qaeda
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