Pain Inside Of Me歌词

作词 : Tyquain Bowman/Danny Wolf
作曲 : Tyquain Bowman/Danny Wolf
[Intro]
(Danny, I see you)

[Chorus]
She say she want a real street nigga, who for sure gon' keep it G
Know you ain't really been hurt 'less you felt what's inside of me
Walked by the store in my black Forces, cargo pants, and all-white tee
The fact I got it out the mud might be the reason I sip lean
Think 'bout the chances that I took, it could've sent me to the pen
I thought 'bout [Scooter?] on this hook, this off the head, I ain't need no pen
I taught the topic of the book, stay out the way, run up some bands
Reason my pockets super full, count your finesse, finesse, finеsse

[Verse]
Finesse, finеsse, finesse by our finesser
Nobody sicker, they ever play, they gon' get put up on that stretcher
We catch an opp, we up the score, that glizzy sound like a Beretta
That ain't no cap, my life a movie, bitch, and I ain't got no director
Post in the trap, got Glocks, got Uzis, got anything that's bound to [?]
I always tote that 30-30, bitch, you know I **** with FNs
Finesse, finesse, count captain jugg, bitch, I learned that from Young Jefe
Lil' lil' one, he the biggest flexer, Quando, hold on, what you doing?

[Chorus]
She say she want a real street nigga who for sure gon' keep it G
Know you ain't really been hurt 'less you felt what's inside of me
Walked by the store in my black Forces, cargo pants, and all-white tee
The fact I got it out the mud might be the reason I sip lean
Think 'bout the chances that I took, it could've sent me to the pen
I thought 'bout [Scotter?] on this hook, this off the head, I ain't need no pen
I taught the topic of the book, stay out the way, run up some bands
Reason my pockets super full, count your finesse, finesse, finesse