P.A.I.N - Tory Lanez.mp3

[00:00.00] 作词 : Joshua Cross/Daystar Peterson/Daniel Gonzalez/Thorstein Borja/Sarah J./Barrington Wright
[00:00.00] 作曲 : Joshua Cross/Daystar Peterson/Daniel Gonzalez/Thorstein Borja/Sarah J./Barrington Wright
[00:00.0][Intro]
[00:10.88]Yeah
[00:14.71]She fetched me my soul
[00:17.51]She ain't feelin' up
[00:20.66]Stop hatin'
[00:24.1][Chorus]
[00:24.64]No license, top-down, you still pushin'
[00:27.49]**** a n*gga, we slide a block, they still n*gga
[00:30.24]Twelve watchin', you got kids, you gotta get it
[00:33.31]And I gotta put some food up in that kitchen
[00:35.67]These bitches can't feel my pain in it, ayy
[00:38.42]And all this shit, it took a n*gga just to get here
[00:41.45]Bitch, try me, I let it bang on him
[00:44.16]We came from nothin', never thought that we would get here
[00:47.42]And my circle is full of made bitches
[00:50.42]You don't bring bread to the table, then you can't sit here
[00:53.51]I know these bitches don't feel my pain, bitch, nah, nah
[00:56.61]But I promise I'm 'bout to have it rockin' this year, uh-huh
[00:59.82][Verse]
[01:00.62]Talkin' back Adidas, sellin' that liquor, we buy the liter
[01:03.72]I ain't go to school today, my bitch, I got holes in my Adidas
[01:07.46]I got stains on most of my t-shirts and these bitches that used to laugh
[01:09.71]But they can't laugh now that that flow come out them speakers
[01:12.1]Bitch, nah
[01:13.8]In the cut, they caught me slippin' but I turned around and banged on 'em
[01:15.73]Turned around and flamed on 'em
[01:18.91]Shit just sound the same, don't it?
[01:20.2]Icy on my wrist, you know my jeweler go insane on it
[01:22.0]Shooters that'll kill you for a chain with the gang on it
[01:25.14]You can't feel they pain on it, you can't feel they pain on it
[01:28.19]Snatch a bitch soul and his chain in the same moment
[01:31.13]My baby cryin' tears and who the **** am I finna blame on it?
[01:34.8]So I hit that corner, if I die, I'll be a stain on it
[01:37.24]Know I'm from that block, I swing a Ox, I do my thang on it
[01:40.30]I been out the game so I got no time to play opponents
[01:43.24]I been out the game so I just hit the block and spray up corners
[01:46.31]In the pockets, layin' on 'em
[01:48.36]Hit the drop, I'm waitin' on 'em
[01:49.57]Sellin' soda, mama worry, I pay dues, baby
[01:52.67]Hold the corner, mama worried, I made the news, baby
[01:55.46]Back then, did it all for a pair of shoes, baby
[01:58.70]Lookin' back at it, I couldn't understand my views, baby
[02:01.66]On the come up, and I want icy flashy rings, bitch
[02:04.87]Everything we never had as kids drove us insane, bitch
[02:07.80]You had it, we had it, but it wasn't the same, bitch
[02:11.60]Now imagine bitches havin' fame, bitch
[02:12.41]We was on the train, bitch, bust down the chain, bitch
[02:16.85]Bust down the jewels like we bust down the thing, bitch
[02:19.92]Got rid of some bitches, they moved, I couldn't hang with 'em
[02:22.90]Smile at my face but them bitches was hidin' hate in 'em
[02:26.0]Oh, no
[02:26.88][Interlude]
[02:27.99]Yeah, we was born champions
[02:30.56]We was turned soldiers
[02:32.66]Somewhere encaged in the concrete jungle, we all lost touch
[02:35.73]Head to the sky, back to the wall
[02:37.98]Young and not fully prepared to understand the facts of it all
[02:41.0]With starvation in our stomachs and concentration in our eyes
[02:44.66]You see bitches deprived of the life we thought was perfect
[02:47.33]So what that mean is every scheme, hustle and jug is worth it until we murdered, bitch
[02:49.84][Chorus]
[02:51.4]No license, top-down, you still pushin'
[02:53.69]**** a n*gga, we slide a block, they still n*gga
[02:56.68]Twelve watchin', you got kids, you gotta get it
[02:59.79]And I gotta put some food up in that kitchen
[03:02.38]These bitches can't feel my pain in it, ayy
[03:04.86]And all this shit, it took a n*gga just to get here
[03:07.91]Bitch, try me, I let it bang on him
[03:10.25]We came from nothin', never thought that we would get here
[03:13.94]And my circle is full of made bitches
[03:16.92]You don't bring bread to the table, then you can't sit here
[03:20.1]I know these bitches don't feel my pain, bitch, nah, nah
[03:23.12]But I promise I'm 'bout to have it rockin' this year, uh-huh