Sleepy Hallow, Lil Tjay - PAIN TALK lyrics

Tione Daylan Merritt

[Sleepy Hallow, Lil Tjay - PAIN TALK lyrics]

Great John on the beat, by the way

Still smoke a pack to the face
Gettin' high only way to escape
Even when I be feelin' a way
I'ma tell 'em, "I'm doin' okay"
Like, don't say you love me
When I'm in the grave
Don't you act like you feelin' my pain
When I took an L, it was part of the game
As a man, all you got is your name

Feel like me and the judge in a race
If I crash, she gon' lock me away
Got a Perc', I might pop it today
Said I'd stop, but I'm stuck in my ways
And I work like I'm tryna get a raise
She said, "If you loved me
Then you would've stayed"
I know what she feelin', that's played
I ain't really tryna bring you pain
Would you love me if I was a lame?
That mean minus the watch and the chain
Had no car, had to walk in the rain
Bentley truck, but you get what I'm sayin'
Gettin' money, don't care for the fame
EBK, we don't care what you claim
Got no license, let's go on a chase
I be switchin' and swervin' the lane
Double X tried to get me, too late
I said no 'cause I found that shit strange
Don't be lackin' out here, it ain't safe
Take an L, you get hit with a K
Niggas hate it when you gettin' cake
Wish you could, but you couldn't relate
'Member me and big bro in the Wraith
Thinkin' back, we was lookin' for stains
Can't believe I was askin' for change
Can't believe that this shit really changed
In the trap, we was flippin' them things
Silly rabbit, them tricks for the gang
And my shooters ain't been in no range
Double back like we puttin' in pain
If you with it, then do what you sayin'
Made your bed and now you gotta lay

Ain't nobody think Tjay'll stick, couldn't
Pay 'em no mind, i know
Industry won't acknowledge my gift
So fuck 'em niggas
I'm just here for my dough
First time gettin' six figures on stage
Checkbooks lookin' like there's a typo
Woke up one day, my pockets was flat
The next day look like I just gave 'em lipo
Love the guys, but ain't never needed
Gang, just me with it, iSO
Off the top when I spit it
Shit be flames, más o menos
So that's how the price go
In the line like they watchin' how I move
Out the streets
But them trenches still approve
Love my fans, but you see me, keep it smooth
We at war right now, I ain't tryna lose
Soothe, soothe, see a threat
He get left up on the news
I got shot in my neck, that shit
Could've went left, mama look still upset
Ain't shit to prove
For them pussy boys, they know what we
Do, I be doin' it better, be the same
Said he jet, when I see
That boy, he flew, DrillyK
This shit never finna change

Gang, gang, gang, gang gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang gang, gang
Gang, gang

Still smoke a pack to the face
Gettin' high only way to escape
Even when I be feelin' a way
I'ma tell 'em, "I'm doin' okay"
Like, don't say you love me
When I'm in the grave
Don't you act like you feelin' my pain
When I took an L, it was part of the game
As a man, all you got is your name

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