[Intro]
Gang!
It's what they asked for
That nigga Chess
'Til my lifeline flat
[Verse 1]
Never shit where you rest your head
'Cause that stench could effect your bed
Too much beef could effect your bread
Man these streets'll leave you left for dead
What if Nipsey woulda left instead?
A legend gone for what a legend said
See they don't want us with no level head
They'd rather off us with Beretta lead
These cops killin', no respect for feds
Docs givin' niggas extra meds
He couldn't afford a lawyer so they failed the pledge
Guilty, sittin' in that cell he miss his son
That jail shit isn't fun, can't make bail because of funds
This is South Bronx, we set up for failure where I'm from
It was hell where I come from
Pissy smells where I come from
In the morgue the darkest niggas come in pale where I come from
Drug sells where I come from
Too much shells where I come from
I ain't fearin' but they airin' so I held my little gun
Don't bang blue but them treys too will tell you I'm the one
I feel your pain Boo, I really wanna help you but I'm numb
Tryna get to no amor but I can tell she wanna cum
Last bitch tried to play me, musta felt that I was dumb
Go do that with other niggas, musta felt that I was them
You want Chanel I buy you some, you just gotta be worth it
Ain't gotta try to persuade me to buy you these purses
Love gotta be pursued, it cannot just be purchased
Be around with a purpose, you ain't gotta be perfect
First time we ever fucked you was probably nervous
Titties bouncin' in my face while she ridin' me shirtless
Slobbin' and slurpin', I'm beatin' on her box 'til it's hurtin'
Now that energy kinda different when I spot you in person
It's like I can't avoid you
Tryna make it work but I can't employ you
We used to talk like every day and now I barely call you
I gave you game, I never ran it on you
How the fuck you change when a man is loyal?
How the fuck you change on me? Like…
[Hook]
All I know is pain! All I know is pain!
All I know is pain! All I know is pain!
Ice up in my vains, nothin' was the same
Ice up in my vains…
[Verse 2]
I kinda love you but it's hard
I got cut, you left me scarred
This some stuff we need resolved
But where the fuck we even start?
All this numbness in my heart, I don't feel shit
Went from youngins in the park to that field shit
Just a buncha kids bussin' like a field trip
Outgrew them old jeans but that Glock 9 still fit, real shit
How many bodies you caught with that fuckin' heater?
Nigga you ain't catch shit: butter fingers
All these quote-unquote "real niggas" a buncha divas
God sent me 'cause the youngins needed another leader
My niggas don't run from shit, I ain't runnin' neither
And if I do I'm comin' back with a gun to leave ya
Six feet under, a ditch we dug ya
Just fucked a pillow talker, gotta switch these covers
Dick her down, now she askin' if we lovers
Can't have you in the mix 'cause you're too mixy for us
Get these suckas 'fore these people get me
I'm a young god, how I let the Reaper get me?
I'm so sick and tired of lettin' evil stress me
I'm probably sufferin' from PTSD: all I know is pain!
[Hook]
All I know is pain! All I know is pain!
All I know is pain! All I know is pain!
Ice up in my vains, nothin' was the same
Ice up in my vains, gang!
All I know is pain! All I know is pain!
All I know is pain! All I know is pain!
Ice up in my vains, nothin' was the same
Nothin' gonna change…
[Outro]
Nothin' gonna change
I'm just in deep thought though
That nigga Chess
'Til my lifeline flat
Momma called me a old soul
So young but so grown
CakeLyfe! KiGang!