Ricoe - Gangsta's Pain (Intro) (feat. JAMSS)

It's me versus the world
We living in a cold cold world
Where they care more about the diamonds and pearls
Than they care about the missing girls
Teach the boys bout having motion
But who gon' teach them 'bout emotions
Black fathers showing sons how to clutch a gun just to ease the pain
Black mothers birthing damaged flowers where the rain (reign)
This the type of shit that come with the life I live
(Aye,
This type shit come with the life I live
I tell them charge it to the game 'cuz that's what,
Aye)
How I'm supposed to stop the violence when I'm steady in it
Flight risk in every city but my niggas wit' it
Too many niggas out here blind they all be chasing bitches
And you can stand up in some pussy but can't stand on business
This type of shit comes with the life I live
They tell us charge it to the game 'cuz that's what bygones been
And I ride with my protection like my life on end
So don't even try to book me in your night club, bitch
Unless my pipe comes in, oh
I know niggas doing life in the pen
I got used to catching hate just for the life I live
Acting crazy, I can put up with no trifling bitch
Going insane nobody understands the mind I'm in
How the fuck you changing?
That ain't how the game goes
I seen niggas flip and spin around just like Durangos
Talking to my lil nigga Secures through a pay phone
My lil nigga chain gang
Lil' homie got Django'ed
I be going through shit
I don't feel the pain though
Rapping out my feelings I know somebody relates though
Never thought I'd stop looking for niggas in that raincoat
Never thought I'd see my cousin bleed into a halo
And shorty I watched Monty die it ate inside me
And I ain't gon' feel better till we slide and catch a body
They copy my style but they ain't never paying homage
We short on the rent I gave my money to my mama
This type of shit comes with the life I live
They tell us charge it to the game 'cuz that's what bygones been
And I ride with my protection like my life on end
So don't even try to book me in your night club, bitch
Unless my pipe comes in, oh
I know niggas doing life in the pen
I got used to catching hate just for the life I live
Acting crazy, I can put up with no trifling bitch
Going insane nobody understands the mind I'm in

Written by:
Eric Jackson, Ja'Miyah Stokes

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