X Pain ft. TG Rece Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
All of my friends are missing again
That's what happens when you fall in love
You don't have the time, you leave them all behind
You tell yourself it's fine, you just don't know
You don't have the time, you leave them all behind
You tell yourself it's fine, you just don't know
You don't have the time, you leave them all behind
You tell yourself it's fine, you just don't know
Aye Rece Lets get em
Rece say he Tryn stand on business
Im da driver but im anxious im Tryn hop out em
Rece point em out we give em 3 a piece we Tryn split em
Expensive pain you too broke to feel it
They say it cost to be the boss well im Tryn pay the difference
I can't teach the game but if you pay attention
You might just find out what you missing
Well if you scared go and pray cause bitch we out her sinning
Any given da I can take a L that's hy im out here winning
Hop inis vitch and close the curtains teller mind ha business
This the murder zone get yo hands bloody Tryn hide yo witness
I done fucked all his li hoes he Tryn hide his bitches
Foe at the front im at thee back don't come outside li nigga
And if he do like he aint a hoe and I slap bitches too
He aint tie his shoes so hop out give em two
You can make the news that what these blickas do
Free T Glizzy grab my k and I get busy too
Knock his top off thought he was fin shoot
Talkin allay what he gone do when he see me bet he won't get to do it
I got a shot too but I got shooters you aint getting thru em
100 shot Glock Harry hop out the top and give it to em
Gang
Expensive pain
Busting off the drugs ion wanna feel the same
It messy with the wicked rain
Diamond on they chains
Real head buster
4 corner hustla
We don't live the same
Speaking on that name in vain
He might not speak the same
Aye peep the scene
They think I'm flexing
I'm just looking clean
No time for waiting
Did what I did
No need to speak on shit
I get quite when I chase the bread I need to focus
We was young barely living so we started motion
Got a hold to some digits
So some nigga turned they hoe up
Hey say that they know us
Cant nun expose us
Temp me & watch me I'm blow up
I learned from soldier
My crowd was older
Always felt like man ik this
Never feel like this just bitch
Never think that they won't do it cuz they a prove you wrong so quit
Seen mistakes & did the opposite
I like quality over quantity
It's easy too easy to spot a opposite
Quality over quantity
100 shots let off 40
I picked 33 up
Fuck nigga was sneak dissing on us want me to ease up
GLO MAN
3rd degree burn, but murder first degree
You put my brudda on a shirt, We gone be matching dirty Tees
So how you wanna go, Couple cases open couple cases closed
I be moving Bos, QPs Halves Wholes
Shidd I be moving loads
I can't trust this bitch, pull up to ha crib
Glizzy on me, Pull back off, Get the money
You put Glizzy onna track you need sum substance
I sprinkle residue n money
I smell like a pound of onions
Funky Feet my fuckin bunions Nigga