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letra de pain - cjay

[verse 1: cjay]
hey, all my life i been through the pain and suffering
it’s still the same but i can’t complain for nothin’
lames claimin’ they aim, how they bang and bustin’
really you p-ssy cuz all of you gangsta’s bluffin’
the ones who bang, they bang for something
takin’ lives in order to maintain and hustling
ain’t it thuggin’? man i’m buggin’ just thinkin’ of it
f-ck it, let me change the subject cuz i ain’t the man to f-ck with
now i’m losing my homeboys, asking god will i die young
felt my momma cried once when she gave birth that nine months
paranoia, life’s a story, can’t tell it for ya, my selfish aura
wear a seat belt, it’s helpful for ya
rest in peace, miguel tabora

[hook 1: cjay]
pain…. pain
pain, pain, pain, pain
pain, pain
pain, pain, pain

[verse 2: cjay]
for years, i knew a street n-gga named tim
who had twin, they cut my hair whenever i needed a trim
but it’s been like three years since i seen my n-gga
now i’m hearing how his life came to an end
he had a b-tch that set him up and caught him selling drugs out of his apartment
now i’m in the dark tint, me and my marksman ready to spark them as soon as they walk in
buck buck buck, naw i wouldn’t do that
so why they think i’m criminal minded, the system is blinded
and if i was violent i would take a cop, chop his -ss
leave him stranded on gilligan’s island
wildin’, i’m for the bible but i’m sort of psycho
racing a motorcycle while sippin’ nyquil
call my mom cuz i’ll be gone tomorrow
rest in peace, john lamond

[hook 2: cjay]
(repeat)

[verse 3: cjay]
now pay attention as i tell you a story
this one is about a woman who adored me
surely blessed cuz lord she’s gorgeous
and she’s well(well) over forty(forty)
i wish god could’ve warned me, she was in my life then she had to leave shortly
and i don’t like the sound of goodbye, why did she have to die in 2005
inside can you see a grown man cry?
if he denied, he lied to hide in his pride
and i don’t give a f-ck if these b-tches hurt me
we shoulda never took that trip to jersey
then she wouldn’t have had a bloodclot
what’s the point that i’m trynna make?
that woman is my grandma
rest in peace, adina may

[outro: cjay]
say all my life i been through the pain and suffering
it’s still the same but i can’t complain for nothin’
lames claimin’ they aim, how they bang and bustin’
really you p-ssy cuz all of you gangsta’s bluffin’
the ones who bang they bang for something
takin’ lives in order to maintain and hustlin’
ain’t it thuggin? man i’m buggin’ just thinkin’ of it
f-ck it, let me change the subject cuz i ain’t the man to f-ck with

- cjay

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