Hidden Pain Lyrics

Kado you way to dope kid

Send me a letter through the mail

Ion want talk over no phone

Sometimes I feel like I won't make it home

It's life or death

You wasn't with me why I'm here

So when I die just put my trophy on the shelf

Send me a letter through the mail

Ion want talk over no phone

Sometimes I feel like I won't make it home

It's life or death

You wasn't with me why I'm here

So when I die just put my trophy on the shelf

Be very careful then how you live not as unwise but as wise

Making the most of every opportunity because the days are evil

Been through a lot but I won't let it phase me

Been slanging iron and robbing niggas before the age of eighteen

Can't feel my pain

We not the same

I say my prayers before I Sin

I thank god for forgiving me

But he was with them boys again

My bank account

My shit look different na

I rap like I got figures huh

And I don't fuck with these niggas

No I'm not friendly

I'm so different na

That's probably why they envy huh

Listen close I'm in my feelings now

They see Savage getting bigger now

She was along when he left

Had defend for herself

Now I thank god that I'm here

Can't tell me shit this my year

I walk alone with no help

I did this shit by myself

I really wish you was here

Send me a letter through the mail

Ion want talk over no phone yeah

Sometimes I feel like I won't make it home

It's life or death yeah

You wasn't with me why I'm here

So when I die just put my trophy on the shelf

Send me a letter through the mail

Ion want talk over no phone

Sometimes I feel like I won't make it home

It's life or death

You wasn't with me why I'm here

So when I die just put my trophy on the shelf

Send me a letter through the mail

Ion want talk over no phone

Sometimes I feel like I won't make it home

It's life or death

You wasn't with me why I'm here

So when I die just put my trophy on the shelf

Ain't been in the mood lately

Cause my life been kinda crazy

I just seen a post the other day

Somebody killed a baby

I'm like god would you save us

We running outta patients

But ion know why I still like we live in slavery

Baby I'm running out of patients yeah

Send me a letter through the mail

Ion want talk over no phone no

Sometimes I feel like I won't make it home

It's life or death yeah

You wasn't with me why I'm here

So when I die just put my trophy on the shelf

Send me a letter through the mail

Ion want talk over no phone

Sometimes I feel like I won't make it home

It's life or death

You wasn't with me why I'm here

So when I die just put my trophy on the shelf