Pain in My Veins lyrics

[Intro]
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Came up from nothin’, had to get it on my own
Ain’t nobody help me, now they blowin’ up my phone
Told that b*tch I’m focused, I ain't tryna love no he
Lost too many homies, got my heart forever cold
f*ck what they was talkin’, I been grindin’ every day
Mama told me watch ‘em, they gon’ switch up for the fame
I was just a shorty tryna make it out the deep
Now I drop a track, and they be playin’ on repeat
Say they love me now, but where the f*ck they was before?
I was down bad, sleepin’ on the basement floor
b*tch, I’m in my bag, I ain’t stressin’ ‘bout no opps
Tryna run it up, I need a milli’ out the block
Ain’t no turnin’ back, I put my pain into these songs
I been through the worst, but I just gotta keep it strong

[Verse 1]
(Yeah, yeah)
Look, I was broke as f*ck, had to get it out the mud
Now these n*ggas hatin’ ‘cause they see me bossin’ up
Told that b*tch don’t hit my line unless she talkin’ ‘bout a check
I ain’t stressin’ over hoes, I just want my pockets set
Came up from the trenches where them bullets really fly
n*ggas talkin’ tough until they homie f*ckin’ die
I was 5, seen my first body layin’ in the street
Had to make a choice, get this money or get beat
f*ck the system, they don’t wanna see a n*gga win
Told my mama one day she gon’ see me in a Benz
All them cold nights, we ain’t have no f*ckin’ heat
Now I’m touchin’ racks, puttin’ Jordans on my feet
b*tch, I’m in my bag, I ain’t worried ‘bout no drama
Told that n*gga watch his mouth before he meet the f*ckin’ llama
I been stayin’ focused, tryna make it to the top
But these n*ggas want me gone, they just prayin’ that I drop
I done lost too many homies, I can’t never trust anyone
[Chorus]
(Yeah, yeah)
b*tch, I came up from the bottom, had to grind for this sh*t
Ain’t no he up in my blood, I put my life in these hits
f*ck what they was talkin’, I was trappin’ just to eat
Now my name up in they mouth, but they don’t want it with me
Told that b*tch don’t hit my line if she ain’t talkin’ ‘bout no bread
I been focused on these millions, I ain’t worried ‘bout no head
n*ggas fake, they be cappin’, I can’t f*ck with that at all
If they ever cross the line, then we gon’ send ‘em to the Lord
f*ck a opp, f*ck a he, I ain’t stressin’ over sh*t
I been runnin’ to this money, I ain’t never finna quit
b*tch, I put that on my name, I’ma always keep it real
Told my bros we up next, we gon’ touch a hundred mil

[Verse 2]
(Yeah, yeah)
n*gga talkin’ like he tough, he ain’t really ‘bout that life
f*ck around and catch him lackin’, we gon’ send him to the light
Told that b*tch I’m on a mission, I ain’t got no time to chill
He be actin’ like they love you, but they only want a mil’
f*ck a friend, f*ck a fake, I been solo since the start
n*ggas switch up on they brothers, that sh*t tear a gang apart
I was broke, I was down, had to hustle for a plate
Now I’m flexin’ on these n*ggas, got ‘em salty like a steak
Told my mom we gon’ be straight, I can’t f*ck around and lose
n*ggas tryna take me out, so I keep a stick and move
b*tch, I came up from the trenches, had to get it on my own
Ain’t nobody give me sh*t, had to flip a couple zones
Now that he's up on my di*k, tryna act like they was real
Told that b*tch get out my face, I ain’t signin’ no new deals
f*ck a label, f*ck a cosign, I’ma make it on my grind
If a n*ggaa try to test me, he get hit up every time
Ain’t no cap up in my rap, I done really seen the worst
Lost some brothers to the streets, had to put ‘em on a shirt
Now I do this for my gang, every song another hit
b*tch, I made it out the struggle, I ain’t never finna quit
[Chorus]
(Yeah, yeah)
b*tch, I came up from the bottom, had to grind for this sh*t
Ain’t no he up in my blood, I put my life in these hits
f*ck what they was talkin’, I was trappin’ just to eat
Now my name up in they mouth, but they don’t want it with me
Told that b*tch don’t hit my line if she ain’t talkin’ ‘bout no bread
I been focused on these millions, I ain’t worried ‘bout no head
n*ggas fake, they be cappin’, I can’t f*ck with that at all
If they ever cross the line, then we gon’ send ‘em to the Lord
f*ck a opp, f*ck a he, I ain’t stressin’ over sh*t
I been runnin’ to this money, I ain’t never finna quit
b*tch, I put that on my name, I’ma always keep it real
Told my bros we up next, we gon’ touch a hundred mil