My Pains Run Deep

Lyrics

[Intro] Oh lord Oh lord [Hook 1] Too many dead on the same street, my pain run deep Three dead in the same Jeep, my pain run deep Prosecutor tryna frame me, my pain run deep They shootin' at me, tryna slain me, my pain run deep [Verse 1] You know I be with that Vest on with that choppa though, will bang it all at Pappadeaux You, you, you, all y'all the impossible I ain't runnin' from nobody, we got problems, we neglect it Only here to send one message, pussy boy, you gon' respect it Killed Ivy, the whole car too, so, you know I can't bar you On site if I saw you, dearly depart you Damn homie, how they caught you Many nights, wish I could call you The same way I feel 'bout my father, Lost Ghost It hurted harder than the muthafuckin' kidney stone, nigga 'Cause that kidney stone short, but this shit here long, nigga Damn Titus, I wish I could bond ya out, nigga But they don't want our money, they wanna take us out [Hook 1] Too many dead on the same street, my pain run deep Three dead in the same Jeep, my pain run deep Prosecutor tryna frame me, my pain run deep They shootin' at me, tryna slain me, my pain run deep [Verse 2] My nigga shot and he can't breathe, my pain run deep I wouldn't have stopped, they woulda got me (I wouldn't stopped at that Waffle House they woulda got me) My pain run deep, deathrow, they tried to stop me My pain run deep, diabetes all inside me Hospitals, hot pistols, we can't leave home If it's not with us, boy, my life is in another league Duckin' blues, blowin' trees, fuck it I'm the leader of the crabs in the fuckin' public Cancer came, it's ugly That money don't mean shit right now, I need surgery Ninety G's or they won't cut me My pain run deep, I'm on the table and I'm gettin' nervous (They finna give me the gas and put me to sleep) My pain run deep, they put murders on my whole circle My pain run deep, the bank done hit me for a half a ticket (A half a mil, a half a mil) My pain run deep, I been goin' through some thangs, I see blood in my eyes Too many thugs in the street, who I loved they done died Murder one, slide, slide, now, a nigga baptized So many murders on our street, we got murder on our mine Most of us ain't read the signs Smiled, and told em fuck 'em, then indicted for my crime Just 'cause my cousin, my cousin, shit, they gave that boy a dime My other cousin, he got thirty And he ain't never been convicted All my life, man, it been twisted, say a prayer to all the kids Lick the letter, send it to you hen you receive it on ya bid Me and the police got a bad history, can't stand them bitches Before they killed Alton Sterling, they been spankin' us niggas [Hook 2] Too many dead on the same street, Southside, Eastside You know what they say on the West Coast Too many gangstas on the same beach Black Dickies and a white tee, Soulja Ree's [Outro] [?]