P.A.I.N歌词
歌手：Tory Lanez 专辑：The New Toronto 3
作词 : Joshua Cross/Daystar Peterson/Daniel Gonzalez/Thorstein Borja/Sarah J./Barrington Wright
作曲 : Joshua Cross/Daystar Peterson/Daniel Gonzalez/Thorstein Borja/Sarah J./Barrington Wright
[Intro]
Yeah
She fetched me my soul
She ain't feelin' up
Stop hatin'
[Chorus]
No license, top-down, you still pushin'
**** a *****, we slide a block, they still *****
Twelve watchin', you got kids, you gotta get it
And I gotta put some food up in that kitchen
These *****s can't feel my pain in it, ayy
And all this shit, it took a ***** just to get here
*****, try me, I let it bang on him
We came from nothin', never thought that we would get here
And my circle is full of made *****s
You don't bring bread to the table, then you can't sit here
I know these *****s don't feel my pain, *****, nah, nah
But I promise I'm 'bout to have it rockin' this year, uh-huh
[Verse]
Talkin' back Adidas, sellin' that liquor, we buy the liter
I ain't go to school today, my *****, I got holes in my Adidas
I got stains on most of my t-shirts and these *****s that used to laugh
But they can't laugh now that that flow come out them speakers
*****, nah
In the cut, they caught me slippin' but I turned around and banged on 'em
Turned around and flamed on 'em
Shit just sound the same, don't it?
Icy on my wrist, you know my jeweler go insane on it
Shooters that'll kill you for a chain with the gang on it
You can't feel they pain on it, you can't feel they pain on it
Snatch a ***** soul and his chain in the same moment
My baby cryin' tears and who the **** am I finna blame on it?
So I hit that corner, if I die, I'll be a stain on it
Know I'm from that block, I swing a Ox, I do my thang on it
I been out the game so I got no time to play opponents
I been out the game so I just hit the block and spray up corners
In the pockets, layin' on 'em
Hit the drop, I'm waitin' on 'em
Sellin' soda, mama worry, I pay dues, baby
Hold the corner, mama worried, I made the news, baby
Back then, did it all for a pair of shoes, baby
Lookin' back at it, I couldn't understand my views, baby
On the come up, and I want icy flashy rings, *****
Everything we never had as kids drove us insane, *****
You had it, we had it, but it wasn't the same, *****
Now imagine *****s havin' fame, *****
We was on the train, *****, bust down the chain, *****
Bust down the jewels like we bust down the thing, *****
Got rid of some *****s, they moved, I couldn't hang with 'em
Smile at my face but them *****s was hidin' hate in 'em
Oh, no
[Interlude]
Yeah, we was born champions
We was turned soldiers
Somewhere encaged in the concrete jungle, we all lost touch
Head to the sky, back to the wall
Young and not fully prepared to understand the facts of it all
With starvation in our stomachs and concentration in our eyes
You see *****s deprived of the life we thought was perfect
So what that mean is every scheme, hustle and jug is worth it until we murdered, *****
[Chorus]
No license, top-down, you still pushin'
**** a *****, we slide a block, they still *****
Twelve watchin', you got kids, you gotta get it
And I gotta put some food up in that kitchen
These *****s can't feel my pain in it, ayy
And all this shit, it took a ***** just to get here
*****, try me, I let it bang on him
We came from nothin', never thought that we would get here
And my circle is full of made *****s
You don't bring bread to the table, then you can't sit here
I know these *****s don't feel my pain, *****, nah, nah
But I promise I'm 'bout to have it rockin' this year, uh-huh
作曲 : Joshua Cross/Daystar Peterson/Daniel Gonzalez/Thorstein Borja/Sarah J./Barrington Wright
[Intro]
Yeah
She fetched me my soul
She ain't feelin' up
Stop hatin'
[Chorus]
No license, top-down, you still pushin'
**** a *****, we slide a block, they still *****
Twelve watchin', you got kids, you gotta get it
And I gotta put some food up in that kitchen
These *****s can't feel my pain in it, ayy
And all this shit, it took a ***** just to get here
*****, try me, I let it bang on him
We came from nothin', never thought that we would get here
And my circle is full of made *****s
You don't bring bread to the table, then you can't sit here
I know these *****s don't feel my pain, *****, nah, nah
But I promise I'm 'bout to have it rockin' this year, uh-huh
[Verse]
Talkin' back Adidas, sellin' that liquor, we buy the liter
I ain't go to school today, my *****, I got holes in my Adidas
I got stains on most of my t-shirts and these *****s that used to laugh
But they can't laugh now that that flow come out them speakers
*****, nah
In the cut, they caught me slippin' but I turned around and banged on 'em
Turned around and flamed on 'em
Shit just sound the same, don't it?
Icy on my wrist, you know my jeweler go insane on it
Shooters that'll kill you for a chain with the gang on it
You can't feel they pain on it, you can't feel they pain on it
Snatch a ***** soul and his chain in the same moment
My baby cryin' tears and who the **** am I finna blame on it?
So I hit that corner, if I die, I'll be a stain on it
Know I'm from that block, I swing a Ox, I do my thang on it
I been out the game so I got no time to play opponents
I been out the game so I just hit the block and spray up corners
In the pockets, layin' on 'em
Hit the drop, I'm waitin' on 'em
Sellin' soda, mama worry, I pay dues, baby
Hold the corner, mama worried, I made the news, baby
Back then, did it all for a pair of shoes, baby
Lookin' back at it, I couldn't understand my views, baby
On the come up, and I want icy flashy rings, *****
Everything we never had as kids drove us insane, *****
You had it, we had it, but it wasn't the same, *****
Now imagine *****s havin' fame, *****
We was on the train, *****, bust down the chain, *****
Bust down the jewels like we bust down the thing, *****
Got rid of some *****s, they moved, I couldn't hang with 'em
Smile at my face but them *****s was hidin' hate in 'em
Oh, no
[Interlude]
Yeah, we was born champions
We was turned soldiers
Somewhere encaged in the concrete jungle, we all lost touch
Head to the sky, back to the wall
Young and not fully prepared to understand the facts of it all
With starvation in our stomachs and concentration in our eyes
You see *****s deprived of the life we thought was perfect
So what that mean is every scheme, hustle and jug is worth it until we murdered, *****
[Chorus]
No license, top-down, you still pushin'
**** a *****, we slide a block, they still *****
Twelve watchin', you got kids, you gotta get it
And I gotta put some food up in that kitchen
These *****s can't feel my pain in it, ayy
And all this shit, it took a ***** just to get here
*****, try me, I let it bang on him
We came from nothin', never thought that we would get here
And my circle is full of made *****s
You don't bring bread to the table, then you can't sit here
I know these *****s don't feel my pain, *****, nah, nah
But I promise I'm 'bout to have it rockin' this year, uh-huh
