A$AP Rocky, OverDoz. - Pain lyrics
A$AP Rocky [Rakim Athelaston Mayers] Harlem, New York, U.S. 🇺🇸
[A$AP Rocky, OverDoz. - Pain lyrics]
Uh, pain uh, pain
Uh, pain uh
So there you are, shining like the star
With your head in the clouds
'til somebody shoot you down
Hands on the ground, back against the wall
Tell me who you call when no one else around
It was a lights, camera
Action, light, lights, camera, action
Lights, camera, action, lights, camera
Action (You love it, you love it)
Lights, camera, action, light
Lights, camera, action
Lights, camera, action, lights, camera
Action (You love it, you love it)
Lights, camera, action, light
Lights, camera, action
Lights, camera, action, lights, camera
Action (You love it, you love it)
Lights, camera, action, lights, camera
Action
Lights, camera, action, lights, camera
Action (You love it, you love it)
The future will be televised
Haters gettin' genocide
Twenty-three and forty-three
I'm talking my Margiela size
My niggas is hella fly, you over-accessorize
Dead alive, it's in my repertoire
Forever ever high
I never lie, never tell a lie
I would testify
Set aside dreams, I'm a king
Ask Coretta Scott
Cute face, fat ass, and a nice set of thighs
Rihanna weave, I need an
Umbrella, ella, ella, ah
Everybody knows me, shit, still
Ain't got no cash, bitch
Hit that flash quick, post my bad habit's
Fuck you and your Instagram, match a gram
Mando royal blue Foams
Getting head in the red Lambo
Media take me out, TMZ all in the VIP
Bitch, I'm hard and my Loop Concrete
Too much Bossip if you ask me
Almost fucked fame, but she came with money
I got two bad bitches
Haters wanna take 'em from me
It was a lights, camera
Action, light, lights, camera, action
Lights, camera, action, lights, camera
Action (You love it, you love it)
Lights, camera, action, light
Lights, camera, action
Lights, camera, action, lights, camera
Action (You love it, you love it)
Lights, camera, action, light
Lights, camera, action
Lights, camera, action, lights, camera
Action (You love it, you love it)
Lights, camera, action, lights, camera
Action
Lights, camera, action, lights, camera
Action (You love it, you love it)
Tryna get on in this industry
Actin' like you (Ruthy)
Breakin' down cocaine with an EBT (Oh yeah)
These male groupies doin' it
However, whatever they seein' on the box
Everybody spit, everybody hot
Everybody's an artist (Everybody not)
S-O L-O-S T, niggas talkin' dollars
Gettin' change
In a minute, I'ma lose my cool
Sprewell one year before '98
Like fuck coach, I'm cutthroat, so what goals
Do you have for the year they
Say might be the end? Better look within
Uh, through the glitz and the glamors
We pose for the cameras
Ghetto niggas with me
They pose with the hammers ghetto goals
Want me pink toes in the sandals
No dirty laundry, get your nose out my hamper
Clothes in my hamper
That Bathing Ape camouflage
Brands from Japan
You would think I was a samurai
Drop-crotch Jeremy Scott pants, bitch
It's Hammer time getting dirty money
But I keep my hand sanitized
Li-life is what you need
Won't you take a Z? Feel the breeze
Smoke the Sour Diese'
Hit that shit and please act at ease
What you wanna be? Like The Black Eyed Peas
All these steeze s T-A-R-S, Hollywood
Won't you rest in peace?
So there you are, shining like the star
With your head in the clouds
'til somebody shoot you down
Hands on the ground, back against the wall
Tell me who you call when no one else around
Uh, pain uh
So there you are, shining like the star
With your head in the clouds
'til somebody shoot you down
Hands on the ground, back against the wall
Tell me who you call when no one else around
It was a lights, camera
Action, light, lights, camera, action
Lights, camera, action, lights, camera
Action (You love it, you love it)
Lights, camera, action, light
Lights, camera, action
Lights, camera, action, lights, camera
Action (You love it, you love it)
Lights, camera, action, light
Lights, camera, action
Lights, camera, action, lights, camera
Action (You love it, you love it)
Lights, camera, action, lights, camera
Action
Lights, camera, action, lights, camera
Action (You love it, you love it)
The future will be televised
Haters gettin' genocide
Twenty-three and forty-three
I'm talking my Margiela size
My niggas is hella fly, you over-accessorize
Dead alive, it's in my repertoire
Forever ever high
I never lie, never tell a lie
I would testify
Set aside dreams, I'm a king
Ask Coretta Scott
Cute face, fat ass, and a nice set of thighs
Rihanna weave, I need an
Umbrella, ella, ella, ah
Everybody knows me, shit, still
Ain't got no cash, bitch
Hit that flash quick, post my bad habit's
Fuck you and your Instagram, match a gram
Mando royal blue Foams
Getting head in the red Lambo
Media take me out, TMZ all in the VIP
Bitch, I'm hard and my Loop Concrete
Too much Bossip if you ask me
Almost fucked fame, but she came with money
I got two bad bitches
Haters wanna take 'em from me
It was a lights, camera
Action, light, lights, camera, action
Lights, camera, action, lights, camera
Action (You love it, you love it)
Lights, camera, action, light
Lights, camera, action
Lights, camera, action, lights, camera
Action (You love it, you love it)
Lights, camera, action, light
Lights, camera, action
Lights, camera, action, lights, camera
Action (You love it, you love it)
Lights, camera, action, lights, camera
Action
Lights, camera, action, lights, camera
Action (You love it, you love it)
Tryna get on in this industry
Actin' like you (Ruthy)
Breakin' down cocaine with an EBT (Oh yeah)
These male groupies doin' it
However, whatever they seein' on the box
Everybody spit, everybody hot
Everybody's an artist (Everybody not)
S-O L-O-S T, niggas talkin' dollars
Gettin' change
In a minute, I'ma lose my cool
Sprewell one year before '98
Like fuck coach, I'm cutthroat, so what goals
Do you have for the year they
Say might be the end? Better look within
Uh, through the glitz and the glamors
We pose for the cameras
Ghetto niggas with me
They pose with the hammers ghetto goals
Want me pink toes in the sandals
No dirty laundry, get your nose out my hamper
Clothes in my hamper
That Bathing Ape camouflage
Brands from Japan
You would think I was a samurai
Drop-crotch Jeremy Scott pants, bitch
It's Hammer time getting dirty money
But I keep my hand sanitized
Li-life is what you need
Won't you take a Z? Feel the breeze
Smoke the Sour Diese'
Hit that shit and please act at ease
What you wanna be? Like The Black Eyed Peas
All these steeze s T-A-R-S, Hollywood
Won't you rest in peace?
So there you are, shining like the star
With your head in the clouds
'til somebody shoot you down
Hands on the ground, back against the wall
Tell me who you call when no one else around