Revvy2x - My Pain (feat. Geezy)

Trusted all to hear I'm sorry
Confidence in my attire
Know I carry myself well
Got all this money in my pocket
Where was you when I was knee deep in these trenches like some quick sand
Ain't reaching for no handouts just for you to hear my pain
Trusted all to hear I'm sorry
Confidence in my attire
Know I carry myself well
Got all this money in my pocket
Where was you when I was knee deep in these trenches like some quick sand
Ain't reaching for no handouts just for you to hear my pain
14 Rounds or better Geezy clutch on something special
Lead your heart to your liver heart stop ain't no more steppin'
Ain't no more reppin'
This shit get really serious lose your life in .5 Seconds
Bitch could be lower than that
Fill up me a bag a bitch can't jock my swag
In the lanes everyday to much money to be made
If you ain't talkin' bout money get the fuck out the way
Big C's and Big G's yeah they all this way
Trusted all to hear I'm sorry
Confidence in my attire
Know I carry myself well
Got all this money in my pocket
Where was you when I was knee deep in these trenches like some quick sand
Ain't reaching for no handouts just for you to hear my pain
Trusted all to hear I'm sorry
Confidence in my attire
Know I carry myself well
Got all this money in my pocket
Where was you when I was knee deep in these trenches like some quick sand
Ain't reaching for no handouts just for you to hear my pain
2 Cups I got 2 Shots
Got that Tec I'm drownin' just to ease thoughts
Know they hating on me I don't see why
But it's fuck em push em I don't choose sides
Know the devil he trynna hang over my toes
Glock on my hip if a opp on patrol
Now that I'm eating I'm keeping my pole
Cause the ones I held close want my spot I won't go
Shooters round me like a stop sign
On the wrong block
At the wrong time
Got that 40 on me trynna press me how
I ain't have to prove it but it's fuck it now
Got that heat off my chest I'm just trynna survive
You wasn't there through the war through the slide
100 Round shooters on tie with my side
Try to be cool but on call we collide
Trusted all to hear I'm sorry
Confidence in my attire
Know I carry myself well
Got all this money in my pocket
Where was you when I was knee deep in these trenches like some quick sand
Ain't reaching for no handouts just for you to hear my pain
Trusted all to hear I'm sorry
Confidence in my attire
Know I carry myself well
Got all this money in my pocket
Where was you when I was knee deep in these trenches like some quick sand
Ain't reaching for no handouts just for you to hear my pain

Written by:
Danny Carn, Lane Selliken

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