Still Pain lyrics

[Chorus]
Yeah, s–, southside sh*t, b*tch, e–, eastside sh*t too
Oh, you say that’s yo’ lil’ ho? Oh well, yeah, that’s my b*tch too
Said f*ck riding in the four, don’t pull up in some clique new Coupe
Said you got pressure with lil’ four, then f*ck n*gga, what you want to do?
She like the liquor with the juice, oh yeah-yeah, she wanna get loose
Still pain, still pain, s–, s–, still pain, still pain
Side-b*tch call me, “Glo,” main b*tch say my real name
Yeah, I’m so damn geeked, my head over the hills, man
Yeah, there’s so much hate, tryna bring peace in the f*ckin’ game, yеah
The C.I.A. winning, the C.I.A. winning (The C.I.A. winning, thе C.I.A. winning)
Won’t stop until I’m finish, won’t stop–, won’t stop until I’m finish
These n*ggas ain’t really spinning, grown n*gga but he act like children
Free twin, he the reason for the killings (For the killings)
I’ma keep dropping sh*t like chitlins (Like chitlins)

[Verse]
Hop out, hop out, homicide, homicide, we was the ones catching them B’s
We the one putting n*ggas right to bed, putting n*ggas right to sleep
And then they tried to f*ck up the bread, can’t f*ck up the cheese
I never let the money get to my head, put that on G-O-D (On G-O-D)
I’m thinking about this b*tch, she on my mind, this ho talkin’ in my dreams
I’m thinking about this b*tch, she on my mind, this ho talkin’ in my dreams

[Chorus]
Yeah, s–, southside sh*t, b*tch, e–, eastside sh*t too
Oh, you say that’s yo’ lil’ ho? Oh well, yeah, that’s my b*tch too
Said f*ck riding in the four, don’t pull up in some clique new Coupe
Said you got pressure with lil’ four, then f*ck n*gga, what you want to do?
She like the liquor with the juice, oh yeah-yeah, she wanna get loose
Still pain, still pain, s–, s–, still pain, still pain
Side-b*tch call me, “Glo,” main b*tch say my real name
Yeah, I’m so damn geeked, my head over the hills, man
Yeah, there’s so much hate, tryna bring peace in the f*ckin’ game, yeah
The C.I.A. winning, the C.I.A. winning (The C.I.A. winning, the C.I.A. winning)
Won’t stop until I’m finish, won’t stop–, won’t stop until I’m finish
These n*ggas ain’t really spinning, grown n*gga but he act like children
Free twin, he the reason for the killings (For the killings)
I’ma keep dropping sh*t like chitlins (Like chitlins)
[Outro]
Hop out, hop out, homicide, homicide
Free twin, he the reason for the killings (For the killings)