Pain Inside of Me

Lyrics

[Intro] Pass me that muddy, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (LMC) (Danny, I see you) [Chorus] She say she want a real street nigga who for sure gon' keep it G No, you ain't really been hurt 'less you felt what's inside of me Post by the store in my black Forces, cargo pants, and all-white tee The fact I got it out the mud might be the reason I sip lean Think 'bout the chances that I took, it could've sent me to the pen I thought 'bout Scooter on this hook, this off the head, I ain't need no pen I taught the topic of the book, stay out the way, run up some bands Reason my pockets super full, cap, jugg, finesse, finesse, finеsse [Verse] Finesse, finеsse, finessed by a finesser Nobody safe, they ever play, they gon' get put up on that stretcher We catch an opp, we up the score, that glizzy sound like a Beretta That ain't no cap, my life a movie, bitch, and I ain't got no director Post in the trap, got Glocks, got Uzis, got anything that's bound to wet 'em I always tote that 30-30, bitch, you know I fuck with FNs Finesse, finesse, count, cap, and jugg, bitch, I learned that from Young Jefe Look, lil' one, he the biggest flexer, Quando, hold on, what you tell 'em? [Chorus] She say she want a real street nigga who for sure gon' keep it G No, you ain't really been hurt 'less you felt what's inside of me Post by the store in my black Forces, cargo pants, and all-white tee The fact I got it out the mud might be the reason I sip lean Think 'bout the chances that I took, it could've sent me to the pen I thought 'bout Scooter on this hook, this off the head, I ain't need no pen I taught the topic of the book, stay out the way, run up some bands Reason my pockets super full, cap, jugg, finesse, finesse [Outro] Woah