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letra de pain on me - g.t.

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[intro: g.t.]
dope game put a lot of—
(ayo, surf, your gang kinda crazy)
put a lot of pain on me, yeah
(d-mn, chance, you made this?)

[chorus: g.t.]
this dope game put a lot of pain on me
sunny days, it still feel like the rain on me
my old head sprinkled a little game on me
i told my dog, “i’m hoping you don’t change on me”
i’m takin’ drugs like i can’t od
tryna get this monkey off my back, it stay on me
tryna feed the team and just stay low-key
but it’s hard with heavy racks and when your ice on freeze
[verse 1: g.t.]
you don’t stand for somethin’, you’ll fall for anything
the dope so good, he hit it, got to singin’ like he eddie kane
i quit the dope game, it was hard for me to walk away

[chorus: g.t.]
this dope game put a lot of pain on me
sunny days, it still feel like the rain on me
my old head sprinkled a little game on me
i told my dog, “i’m hoping you don’t change on me”
i’m takin’ drugs like i can’t od
tryna get this monkey off my back, it stay on me
tryna feed the team and just stay low-key
but it’s hard with heavy racks and when your ice on freeze

[verse 2: g.t.]
before you buy some jewelry, need to cop a crib
n-ggas be out here icy as h-ll with nowhere to live

[verse 3: samuel shabazz]
he turned thirteen and went and got a bid
did a whole thirteen years, he still think like a kid
i just a half a p with e, i’m fightin’ off zoboomafoo
this piece of sh-t i got from g gon’ have me up ’til twelve noon
all he wanted was a ninety pack, that’s just enough to mail to him
made my first rack off of rap, got me like, “mommy, i’ma sell songs”
‘fore i made a dollar off of rap, i knew i was the one
my n-gga got life, it wasn’t no homi’ and he still feel like he comin’ home
my n-gga caught an l and it wasn’t no body, i feel like i’ma see him soon
i pop a percocet, i can’t feel my body, i feel like i’ma reach the moon
i wake up every day with this weight on me
i can lose it all and look the same, low-key
before i got frosted, n-ggas flaked on me
i told her if she love me, she gon’ wait on me
to crossover, i had to pivot, i had to change my ways
don’t take pictures to keep this pape’, you better turn it up
don’t take pictures to keep this moment, n-gga, learn somethin’
you might earn somethin’
[chorus: g.t.]
this dope game put a lot of pain on me
sunny days, it still feel like the rain on me
my old head sprinkled a little game on me
i told my dog, “i’m hoping you don’t change on me”
i’m takin’ drugs like i can’t od
tryna get this monkey off my back, it stay on me
tryna feed the team and just stay low-key
but it’s hard with heavy racks and when your ice on freeze

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