Gunna - Healin' The Pain lyrics
Gunna [Sergio Giavanni Kitchens] College Park, Georgia, U.S
[Gunna - Healin' The Pain lyrics]
(Wheezy Beats)
I took a problem and changed
Bought me a Audemar plain
This shit ain’t healin’ the pain, hey
I see niggas startin' to get strange
I keep a stick for the game
Free my lil' bro out the chains, hey
I bought a coupe, blow the brains
I poured a deuce on a plane
Tokyo, foreign exchange, hey
Twelve hundred for some Balmain
Been shoppin' amiri jacket in beige
Inside the foreign is suede
Cut like a blade
I couldn’t do the minimum wage
My family in all section 8 (Fam)
I find us somewhere else to stay
Gelato when I’m in LA
Got vibes I can fuck everyday
Your motto is "Livin' it up"
My motto is "Blow or get paid" (Paid)
I, when I used to set back
Swear I had hella plays
Servin' that shit for my momma
Way back in the day
Hit the lil' bit and went broke and
I knew it was a phase
Gun Wunna Wunna and Wheezy
We drippin' these waves
I took a problem and changed
Bought me a Audemar plain
This shit ain’t healin’ the pain, hey
I see niggas startin' to get strange
I keep a stick for the game
Free my lil' bro out the chains, hey
I bought a coupe, blow the brains
I poured a deuce on a plane
Tokyo, foreign exchange, hey
Twelve hundred for some Balmain
Been shoppin' amiri jacket in beige
Inside the foreign is suede
Yeah, rockin' Fear of God joggers
Hundreds in the large bundles
Nigga, I’m unbothered
I’ma be flyin', I’ma call her
Lookin' for the lean doctor walk around
You a rather lead then follow
Baby bottles, feed a bitch
She suck it and she ate and swallow
Beat it like a Floyd boxer
Speed it like a more dollars
Damn, feel like it’s bringing
Me more problems
I told all my bros I got 'em
I be keepin' it so solid
Run it up, I got swole pockets
I got rich with my own posse (My own)
I wanna get all of the knowledge
Coppin' a car with no mileage
I took a problem and changed
Bought me a Audemar plain
This shit ain’t healin’ the pain, hey
I see niggas startin' to get strange
I keep a stick for the game
Free my lil' bro out the chains, hey
I bought a coupe, blow the brains
I poured a deuce on a plane
Tokyo, foreign exchange, hey
Twelve hundred for some Balmain
Been shoppin' amiri jacket in beige
I took a problem and changed
Bought me a Audemar plain
This shit ain’t healin’ the pain, hey
I see niggas startin' to get strange
I keep a stick for the game
Free my lil' bro out the chains, hey
I bought a coupe, blow the brains
I poured a deuce on a plane
Tokyo, foreign exchange, hey
Twelve hundred for some Balmain
Been shoppin' amiri jacket in beige
Inside the foreign is suede
Cut like a blade
I couldn’t do the minimum wage
My family in all section 8 (Fam)
I find us somewhere else to stay
Gelato when I’m in LA
Got vibes I can fuck everyday
Your motto is "Livin' it up"
My motto is "Blow or get paid" (Paid)
I, when I used to set back
Swear I had hella plays
Servin' that shit for my momma
Way back in the day
Hit the lil' bit and went broke and
I knew it was a phase
Gun Wunna Wunna and Wheezy
We drippin' these waves
I took a problem and changed
Bought me a Audemar plain
This shit ain’t healin’ the pain, hey
I see niggas startin' to get strange
I keep a stick for the game
Free my lil' bro out the chains, hey
I bought a coupe, blow the brains
I poured a deuce on a plane
Tokyo, foreign exchange, hey
Twelve hundred for some Balmain
Been shoppin' amiri jacket in beige
Inside the foreign is suede
Yeah, rockin' Fear of God joggers
Hundreds in the large bundles
Nigga, I’m unbothered
I’ma be flyin', I’ma call her
Lookin' for the lean doctor walk around
You a rather lead then follow
Baby bottles, feed a bitch
She suck it and she ate and swallow
Beat it like a Floyd boxer
Speed it like a more dollars
Damn, feel like it’s bringing
Me more problems
I told all my bros I got 'em
I be keepin' it so solid
Run it up, I got swole pockets
I got rich with my own posse (My own)
I wanna get all of the knowledge
Coppin' a car with no mileage
I took a problem and changed
Bought me a Audemar plain
This shit ain’t healin’ the pain, hey
I see niggas startin' to get strange
I keep a stick for the game
Free my lil' bro out the chains, hey
I bought a coupe, blow the brains
I poured a deuce on a plane
Tokyo, foreign exchange, hey
Twelve hundred for some Balmain
Been shoppin' amiri jacket in beige