Pain Bottled Up Lyrics

Just cuz I got bands

They hating on me they don't even know who I am

Gotta make something shake it's earthquakes you better stop playing

My momma said my face told her everything that I'm not saying

Now she can't stop praying

Got all this pain bottled up

Money and fame's not enough

To heal all this pain bottled up

Pain bottled up

Pain bottled up

I'm way too real for questioning my intentions

Took an L like a pill who messing with my prescription

They don't know how it feels developing out the trenches

Wanna be in your grill but never gone stop to listen

And everybody facing different tribulations

If you ain't speaking positive on me don't even say it

If you don't really rock wit me homie don't even fake it

We all just tryna make it

Locked on my destination

So I'm just being patient

My time coming soon

My brothers chasing a bag and they see how I'm running too

Been sacrificing my last and did things I wanna do

Can't believe I lost my dad the same month I turned twenty two

Just cuz I got bands

they hating on me they don't even know who I am

Gotta make something shake it's earthquakes you better stop playing

My momma said my face told her everything that I'm not saying

Now she can't stop praying

Got all this pain bottled up

Money and fame's not enough

To heal all this pain bottled up

Pain bottled up

Pain bottled up

I was mentally trapped with no escape

I never thought the pain that I done felt would go away

Felt like I couldn't count on anybody else to hold the weight

I thought that I could make it by myself but no I can't

I was surrounded by the hate

Cut me off but then you wanna see me now it's kinda late

Coming up if you ain't ever hold it down get out the way

Got opposition I can't let em put a frown on top my face

The jig is up man I can see ole boy was weak from miles away

Always wanna interrupt me when I speak but not today

Ain't no need to keep in touch just wait on me to drop the tape

I might expose a few true colors on these beats like Dr. Dre

I might become a star these people must've seen me outer space

Just cuz I got bands

they hating on me they don't even know who I am

Gotta make something shake it's earthquakes you better stop playing

My momma said my face told her everything that I'm not saying

Now she can't stop praying

Got all this pain bottled up

Money and fame's not enough

To heal all this pain bottled up

Pain bottled up

Pain bottled up

Got bands, they don't even know who I am

Yeahh you better stop playing

Got all this pain bottled up

Yeah yeah

Money and fame not enough

Yeah yeah