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letra de take the pain away - schoolboy q

[schoolboy q talking]
w-ssup n-gga?
where you bout to go n-gga?
oh yeah? to the store?
aite here n-gga, bring me some doritos
you can’t put 50 cent more to it?
you know a n-gga doing bad, look out for your young n-gga one time

[hook]
i’m just hoping for a better day
prayin’ to the lord, hope to call me up today
sell dope for a rainy day, but the pigs love to keep the boy afraid
so i… smoke to take the pain away
so i… smoke to take the pain away
h-ll yeah i’m feeling made tonight
just got 20 dollars getting blazed tonight, right

[verse 1]
i’m just happy just to wake up
without a dime can’t put the folgers in the cup
tried to get a buck, so i hit a little sl-t
phone turned off, can’t even hit her up
a n-gga feeling kinda stressed out
walk down the block see my n-gga stretched out
can’t even pout, more to reminisce about
paying my condolences up at his sister house
heading to the laundromat to wash a little clothes
instrumental playin’ kick a little flows
say whats up to my bro’s
whatup groove, cuz all of that
anyway i’m headin’ to the drier after that see my supplier
sh-t, hopefully a n-gga come up on some fire
but remember not a dime on me
tryna get a dime homie
i swear to god, i ain’t lyin’ homie

[verse 2]
sometimes i wanna call my momma up
but every time i call seems she don’t give a f-ck
i guess its just the luck, people always leave me stuck
wanna break down but gotta keep pushin’ up
what the f-ck a only child can do
gramds p-ssed away, mom’s said go on through
only thing i got is my girl and my dogs
swear to god i don’t wanna lose it all
i got homies, i don’t think they ridin’ to the end
n-ggas fake as f-ck lookin’ past all they grins
just tryna get some ends, hopefully can get a benz
and i’ll do this sh-t just to keep them n-ggas in
i just need a lil bread bro
tryna pay my momma hopefully get a kiss yo
this sh-t can really make you sick though
i just wanna go….

[verse 3]
i don’t see how you n-ggas do it
saying cuz/blood, little n-gga sound foolish
little n-gga murdered, hangin’ out at fatburger
another tattoo, time to take the beef further
ran down the block, thought i heard a couple shots
made it to the scene, another n-gga off the team
back to gettin’ cream, still relyin’ on the fiends
wish i could take it back to when a n-gga had a dream
but g-ngb-ngin’ love to enter n-gga’s lifes
so your life ain’t right
young gauge earnin’ strips (?)
started puffin drugs then you start sayin cuhz
didn’t have a choice that’s the way sh-t was
i swear i need to set it to the side
but when i hear pac make a n-gga wanna ride
i guess i’m a hypocrite, still hangin’ with the hypo-crips

- schoolboy q

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