Pain On Me

Album cover art for "Pain On Me" by G.T. & Samuel Shabazz

G.T. & Samuel Shabazz - Rap, Detroit Rap

Pain On Me

4 Plays

Duration: 2:40

Lyrics

[Intro: G.T.] Dope game put a lot of— (Ayo, Surf, your gang kinda crazy) Put a lot of pain on me, yeah (Damn, Chance, you made this?) [Chorus: G.T.] This dope game put a lot of pain on me Sunny days, it still feel like the rain on me My old head sprinkled a little game on me I told my dog, "I'm hoping you don't change on me" I'm takin' drugs like I can't OD Tryna get this monkey off my back, it stay on me Tryna feed the team and just stay low-key But it's hard with heavy racks and when your ice on freeze [Verse 1: G.T.] You don't stand for somethin', you'll fall for anything The dope so good, he hit it, got to singin' like he Eddie Kane I quit the dope game, it was hard for me to walk away [Chorus: G.T.] This dope game put a lot of pain on me Sunny days, it still feel like the rain on me My old head sprinkled a little game on me I told my dog, "I'm hoping you don't change on me" I'm takin' drugs like I can't OD Tryna get this monkey off my back, it stay on me Tryna feed the team and just stay low-key But it's hard with heavy racks and when your ice on freeze [Verse 2: G.T.] Before you buy some jewelry, need to cop a crib Niggas be out here icy as hell with nowhere to live [Verse 3: Samuel Shabazz] He turned thirteen and went and got a bid Did a whole thirteen years, he still think like a kid I just a half a P with E, I'm fightin' off Zoboomafoo This piece of shit I got from G gon' have me up 'til twelve noon All he wanted was a ninety pack, that's just enough to mail to him Made my first rack off of rap, got me like, "Mommy, I'ma sell songs" 'Fore I made a dollar off of rap, I knew I was the one My nigga got life, it wasn't no homi' and he still feel like he comin' home My nigga caught an L and it wasn't no body, I feel like I'ma see him soon I pop a Percocet, I can't feel my body, I feel like I'ma reach the moon I wake up every day with this weight on me I can lose it all and look the same, low-key Before I got frosted, niggas flaked on me I told her if she love me, she gon' wait on me To crossover, I had to pivot, I had to change my ways Don't take pictures to keep this pape', you better turn it up Don't take pictures to keep this moment, nigga, learn somethin' You might earn somethin' [Chorus: G.T.] This dope game put a lot of pain on me Sunny days, it still feel like the rain on me My old head sprinkled a little game on me I told my dog, "I'm hoping you don't change on me" I'm takin' drugs like I can't OD Tryna get this monkey off my back, it stay on me Tryna feed the team and just stay low-key But it's hard with heavy racks and when your ice on freeze

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Credits

Writers
  • Samuel Shabazz
  • G.T.