GVO CJ - Pain Lyrics

Staring in the mirror something must be wrong with me
No wonder why nobody wanna pick a bone with me
I'm hard to reach, my momma can't even get a hold of me
Been staying remote, nobody out here controlling me
Go way back to the jhitt tryna put the ball in the basket
My dawg a year older than me, body up in a casket
Long live the ones that can't see me bust hunnids out the plastic
I only cry when I'm angry, cause this life been tragic
Niggas be killing for some fame but I'll let em have it
How many times I have to tell y'all niggas I ain't average
Next year I'm turning 21, but always been a savage
The only thing that calm me down is when I'm smoking cabbage
So many thoughts been running thru my head
My memory bad but I still remember what you said
We used to have them hoop dreams and always thinking bread
Now we need top flight security in (Day-Day) like Craig
Been thru so much I'm only hanging on by a thread
Don't inject needles but I'm feeling safer with some lead
Sometimes this pain make me feel like I'm better off dead
But I can't let em kill me, bearing arms like I'm Ted
Let's paint the city red
Coming home from a long day, baby girl I need some head
Me and Cudda rolling up cause we always on the edge
Ma dukes I'm sorry, brudda jump, I'm hopping off the ledge
And if it's beef I'll skin his head like a potato wedge
That's what machete foe
And if it's beef, pour blood on em like a spaghetti bowl
Plug say I want some moe, told em I'm done serving O's
Shoutout them niggas getting bows and jhitts getting O's
I'm talking scholarships my nigga now that's real goals
I'm kicking shit in Vlone, ain't talking field goals
I'm always feeling alone cause Ima old soul
This pain been draining my heart, I need some rose gold
My dawgs gon tear you apart they playing nose-goes
I got some ice on my heart, ski mask like Frozone
Ain't in the water like sharks, I'm high like Ozone
She know I like it better with the white toes on
My niggas steppers walk around like they got Foams on
Said Ima old soul, we sliding, leave them phones home
I said I'm home grown, I need a show at O-Dome
Big cuh had granny stove on, he ain't making neck bones
This pain been eating me alive, don't need a headstone
They out spreading lies during COVID, they dead wrong
Before I behead a nigga, make sure his head gone
Told all my jhitts stop posting sticks, that bring the feds home
Done crashed the Buick and Acura but I still made it home
This just my second chance to go and make the greatest songs
I know I won't get the credit but I'm the latest on
How I make yo head bop to a pain song?
Yeah
GVO Nigga