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letra de pain - kasinova the don

here we go
ayo bo man
seems like a n-gga always trynna get away
rated g
aka kasinova
that’s right, there’s no escaping none of that sh-t
there’s only one way i can say it though
let you know how

[verse 1]
i can feel it in my chest, but with one last breath
got me ache to the side but now i’m waiting for death
even my homies had to switch sides
i roll with the felons, n-ggas jealous but never did ride
i got a
from the face of phonies all them n-ggas claim they down but the left me lonely
i’m like:
never thought it could happen, my n-ggas got even close when it came to rapping
so we:
from these cold -ss streets, which we ran so long but they run too deep
be like:
cause we came so close, on the verge of gaining riches off of weed and dope
my proper
as an artist, i had to make it to the top
influence got them ready to pop
leave ’em like:
just a young -ss g, that barely made it in the game, ain’t no blood for me
i got a

[hook]
and lover, how can i change?
when i’m stuck in the flames feelin’ nothin but pain
yeah
father, who can i blame? now i’m hoping it change
cause it hurts when it rains
and what can i take? each and every day from the games that we play
but now that i pray; i can get my mama now so they with it okay

[verse 2]
and living life to the fullest
i never thought i’d see the day i’m spitting rhymes and bullets
i’m under pressure with no love shown
i loaded my beretta with no motherf-ckin’ gloves on
taking my kindness for weakness
fulfilling my darkest sheets
the light be falling down, but i fell in deeper
i’m talking trials and tribulations, aggravated my family
i dodged my education, perpertrated humanity
’cause i’m outta control
still on parole, using my deadly venom to make it swole
another broke joker with no dreams and hopes
i got a shorty on the side, pop a seed to stroke
to make her
but how can i lie? i can see it in her eyes that she’s starting to cry
i hear her
while she pulling me close
and every word she spoke, look in my heart and say “baby, can you?”
with the blood in my veins i know i’m going insane
from the gutter, i came
pursuing paper with a grudge
ain’t no love for gs
imprisoned by greed
invaded by weed
i know this devil lock the strifer
but imma keep on fighting
and every urge that i get, imma keep on biting
and all my memories of being swallowed by hennessy
i drop to my knees, begging the lord to help me make another-

- kasinova the don

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