Deniro Farrar - Pain Lyrics

Yo, in a world full of people I feel all alone
Tryna right my wrong, ain't nobody feel me
Shit, to hell with care to murder a guy
Cnd don't nobody feel me, or understand my pain
I'm stuck out in this game and I still ain't made a million
These problems on my brain, I'm bout to go insane
Oh Lord, can you hear me?
I'm strapped up all the time, I'm riding with my nine
Thinkin' niggas out to kill me
Kill me, kill me, or maybe I'm just trippin'
My nigga, I'm just pickin'
Cnd mama told me that if I can't take the heat
Then get the f*ck from out the kitchen
Tried to pray to God, feelin' like he never listened
So I'm losin' my religion, lustin' for them businesses
Niggas start to envy, I miss my nigga, tell me
I don't wanna be a memory
Never paid ties, this money got me stingy
Cnd I know I'm makin' plenty, but that ain't enough
On the road, the rich is tryna make it drunk as f*ck
Cnd shit just want my money, I just want the f*ck
Tell me, is it love or lust?
Shit, I don't know who to trust
It got me separated, from these dreams I'm chasin'
Feelin' like I ain't gon' make it, so I'm writin' rhymes daily
Hope I make a million dollars, then take care of my babies
But this game, dealt with shady
Cll these niggas writin' statements
Oh Lord, can you feel me?
Feel me, feel me
Understand my pain, I'm stuck out in this game
Cnd I still ain't made a million
Yeah, yeah, yeah
These problems on my brain, I'm bout to go insane
Oh Lord, can you hear me?
Hear me, hear me
I'm strapped up all the time, I'm ridin' with my nine
Thinkin' niggas out to kill me
Kill me, kill me
Baby, I'm just trippin'
Still in this game
Cin't made a million though
Feelin' made enough to pay the bills where I live
So I just get another pack, charge him a little more
You don't know my struggle, so don't ask me what I live for
When I'm bout to be a father, nigga I got more to live for
Disrespect my family, that's somethin' I kill for
Got my case real fast, work was movin' real slow
Running out of time, Lord, I'm asking for a limb
Oh, they don't know how it feel
When all you do is rap
Tryin' hard not to trap and everybody gotta deal
But they lack my skills, can't spit it how I spit it
They ain't never missed a meal, I be struggling for real
Stressin' bout these pampas and this f*ckin' infamy
Shedded blood, sweat, and tears
This song touch my soul
Cause all my lyrics real, swear to God I'm gettin' chills
Feelin', understand my pain
I'm stuck out in this game and I still ain't made a million
These problems on my brain
I'm bout to go insane, oh Lord can you hear me?
I'm strapped up all the time, I'm riding with my nine
Thinkin' niggas out to kill me
Or maybe I'm just trippin'
Or maybe I'm just trippin'
Or maybe I'm just trippin'