Trav

Trav - Pain lyrics

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(Ft. Juelz Santana, Bucksy Luciano)

Hook:

Smoking on this loud won't take my pain away

doing all this drugs, won't see a better day

smoking on this loud won't take my pain away

doing all this drugs won't see a better day

I'm faded, I'm trippin, I'm faded, I'm sippin

I'm faded, I'm trippin, I'm faded, I'm sippin

I'm faded, I'm trippin, I'm faded, I'm sippin

I'm faded, I'm trippin, I'm faded, yeah

What me and all this problems got in common

I can strap before take off and plus I'm marbin

oh yeah I'm a fly nigga, you're fallin you're gonna die nigga

no if may be a wise nigga, that's why I'll be that live nigga

that trigger man lean sip the whicks

pull in that M nigga, 32 shots is that fail nigga

fall and ride till the band nigga

riding in that swazy feeling baby oh oh

challenger with dulis keep that tuly

4 4 automatic like a Uzi

get this bitches wet and no jacuzzi

if a nigga try to fuck we make that movie alive

[Hook:]

Smoking all this loud I'll take the pain away

but using all this drugs you'll get me through the day

uh, I'm faded, I'm trippin,

shit I'm bout to say my defence telling you bitches,

my baby mama be tripping, my baby mama be tripping

I tip kay every day ass bitch don't you forget it

okay I admit I'm fucked up, I'm confessing like I should

I had it baby with one girl why was still with the other

and my kids wasn't involved, kids wasn't involved

you packed up took my son, AGL that's wrong

now I miss my love the nigga, you know where he belong

and the worst part about it, you know he wanna come home

you got up and left honey, I was still sending you ran money

told you the sin that it dressed to me

you act like it was death uh

how you expect me to find that,

I ain't even know my son that

but you know I don't mind bitch I support

you was with me I would chance to port

[Hook:]

Smoking on this weed I'm won't take the pain away

blaming on the trees I'm in my own world,

..go damn then I slow it all yeah

they tell em yeah I change shit you would have should

every seem the things that I've been through

7..30 in my lockin room,

9 10 with 2 times what you do,

when your sister fucking and niggas snitchin noise,

say damn shame keep ill hoe my knees hang

can bay looking her green out,

rehearse them all more each time, each time

I ain't talking boy I live it,

is this pain I got me driven

and the smoke to cloud my vision fuck them haters.

[Hook:]

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