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letra de feel my pain - ace santana

how you claim that you my brother you ain’t feel my pain

just me and homies selling sawbucks walking through the rain

you wasn’t putting in no work for me or for the gang

these n-gg-s claiming that they bout it but they really lame

you in the house bicth i’m out and we switching lanes

smoking onnat pack mary jane that’s right to the brain

b-tch we going crazy onna gang foenem go insane

sipping onnat lazy in my drank i’m in outer sp-ce

10th grade when i stopped f-cking with all that cl-ss
i had dropped out and hit the block i’m tryna chase a bag

i wasn’t hooping no more all a n-gg- did was rap
n-body rooting for us all my n-gg-s did was trap

we went from playing in them streets to playing with them straps
all up in the field no cleats tryna flip a pack

b-tch we down to k!ll f-ck the beef and f-ck the aftermath
talking like you real we smoke some weed and then we sliding back

these n-gg-s talking but they really ain’t bout it
he say out here flipping packs for real but n-gg- i doubt it
i swear i’m out here doing sh-t for all you n-gg-s who doubted
they just be dissing on my n-gg-s cuz they see that we clouted
i f-ck his b-tch right from the back and now she screaming and shouting
these snakes hissing on a n-gg- guess my circle too crowded
i swear my fingers getting itchy cuz this money i’m counting
but i’m not finna stop the stacking til it’s tall as mountain

i be smoking ona gas no citgo
flipping all the pack the hypes be asking where my sh-t go
creeping on the opps you ain’t hearing sh-t but some tiptoes
b-tch we got the mac might stretch a n-gg- like a limo

ran up h-lla racks my pockets fat just like a hippo
police asking questions but my n-gg-s give no info
talk h-lla sh-t we send some shots through yo window
lay a n-gg- down i ain’t talking bout no pillow

how you claim that you my brother you ain’t feel my pain

just me and my homies selling sawbucks walking through the rain

you wasn’t putting in no work for me or for the gang

these n-gg-s claiming that they bout it but they really lame

you in the house b-tch i’m out and we switching lanes

smoking onnat pack mary jane that’s right to the brain

b-tch we going crazy ona gang foenem go insane

sipping onnat lazy in my drank i’m in outer sp-ce

- ace santana

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