Still Hurt

Lyrics
[Intro: P Yungin] (Ayy, JB, you sauced up) They say "P Yungin, he won't make it, he been itchin' for greatness" They shot and killed his cousin dead, he been aimin' at faces They shot his grandma house up, she was layin' down, she was prayin' (JR, you trippin') Speak on my gang, no airplane, but we gon' pull up and land [Chorus: RJAE] Uh, no, I don't pray 'cause I done lost hope a long time ago, woah, woah, woah, woah, uh Steady poppin' pills for all this pain, that's that time I'm on, that's all I know (That's all I know), ayy No, you won't never feel love until you feel pain first The same thing hurts I'm missing my nigga the most I done took so many losses, at this point, I feel cursed Starting to feel worse It's so bad, but that shit still hurt [Verse: P Yungin] Like Top say, "I got shackles all up on my soul and it hurt" You say you love your brother, say some fuck shit, it'll get you murked I do this shit for all my niggas, they put up on a shirt Nigga, fuck that shit, bitch, if it's war, then we gon' get his ass first Oh, yeah, Lil' Trent died on my birthday, they say he ain't make it home I say, I saw my grandma up in pain, cryin', leave me alone I say, we took it to first place, but we can't do it on our own It's 4KTrey, nobody safe, but all our problems ain't gone [Interlude: P Yungin] Yeah Oh Yeah (Ayy, free 10) Woah (Ayy, free LA) Ha-ha-ha Old bitch-ass nigga, don't fuck with that (Nigga better not fuck with RJAE, you hear me?) [Chorus: RJAE] Uh, no, I don't pray 'cause I done lost hope a long time ago, woah, woah, woah, woah, uh Steady poppin' pills for all this pain, that's that time I'm on, that's all I know (That's all I know), ayy No, you won't never feel love until you feel pain first The same thing hurts I'm missing my nigga the most I done took so many losses, at this point, I feel cursed Starting to feel worse It's so bad, but that shit still hurt [Outro: P Yungin] They say "P Yungin, he won't make it, he been itchin' for greatness" They shot and killed his cousin dead, he been aimin' at faces They shot his grandma house up, she was layin' down, she was prayin' Speak on my gang, no airplane, but we gon' pull up and land
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Credits
- Writers
- P Yungin
- RJAE