Pain Season (feat. Yvng GS9)

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Me and my hittas, we gone ride
You fucking with the gang, that's automatic suicide
We gone leave yo ass right on Oceanside
Nobody gone even know you fucking died
And all of my niggas they stay with it
We down to kill, my niggas yeah they committed
We don't play no games, yeah we slide
All my niggas with me, yeah they ride
Just took my momma out to eat earlier
So you know I had to put on for my family
I ain't stopping man until I get a Grammy
Or someone try to kill me or hang me
My nigga I'm in the streets you can't blame me
I'm a beast in the sheets, you can't tame me
I got a white bitch my nigga, yeah her name is Amy
I'm tryna do good for my family, so they try to frame me
Went from a Playboi to a Savage, they can't get the same me no
Bitches love to act, should've won an Oscar
Yo family wouldn't be proud, moving from roster to roster
Bitches will f*ck anything just for a fucking dollar
Somewhat of a writer, somewhat of a real author
Sorry little hoe you ain't make the playoffs
'Cause you ain't make the roster
Tryna stay loyal to my girl, not cut like my father
Too many scars and too much pain but
Maybe it's just my pain season
Cold-hearted people got me turning anemic
My heart died, I turned into the reaper
If you was a tree, I still wouldn't leave you
If you was Michael, I still wouldn't beat you
I argued with God that you was a keeper
You in shallow water, this shit get much deeper
Tryna climb up this mountain, my journey getting steeper
I told them I'ma be rich, they said 'boy stop all that dreaming
It was bred to be made, we was skipping states in that beamer
Just when I though I was backstabbed, my people got so much greener
My demons coming from different angles, they triple-teaming
I'm on my knees, crying out to my maker
God please answer I need a favor
I'm up all night having conversations with my creator
Peter Parker hands I'm sticking to my paper
These niggas be so quick to change on you
These niggas be so quick to run the game on you
The one time you don't have your umbrella, it seems to rain on you
Crossed me out the picture, when I'm the one who put the frame on you
Oh oh oh ohh, Ooohhhh
People change like the seasons, yeah
It's my pain season
What is love, show me the meaning
Killing yo black brothers for no reason
These niggas be lying and scheming
My heart so cold, why'd you have to fold on me
We could've been special my nigga, we could've been free
Taking drugs, but never gone forget what you did to me
Fighting these demons inside me, my nigga, they won't even let me be
Stick to the code and don't switch on the gang, it's simple as ABCs
Forest fire when I burn up this gas, I'm smoking on this tree
God is waiting for me to open the door, but I keep losing the keys
He really gave me the answers to make life a fucking breeze
Fake love is spreading around, we gotta get rid of this disease
Stacking up all your debts, but you can't seem to pay your fees
Maybe it's my pain season, saying maybe it's my pain season
One loss after another, but maybe it's just my pain season
With the devil on my back, I ain't never felt so beaten
Judging me from the shallow side but I'm in the deep end
I've been battling all these demons, now I'm speaking to the deacon
My heart overloaded with pain, my body leaking
I'm just tryna make it out my Pain Season

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