Benji Finesse - Heart Full Of Pain

My day one lost his lil homie that shit fucked him up
And I jus met lil bro last week he showed me hella love
I been around the realest niggas
Smoking toting guns
The only way i cope wit pain
Is Filling up on drugs

I stop the perkys
But i'm smoking till i have no lungs
They say the good times coming soon
But the bad time jus begun
I'm tired of seeing mommas crying cause they lost they son
I'm tired of seeing niggas vanish before they life begun

And every-night i sleep and dream i see police sirens
And every morning i see a tweet or post somebody dying
This 2020 shit been trash
So numb i stopped crying
And All these feeling and emotions
Showing i cant hide it

They see the fire in my eyes
Those be the demons
That i'm fighting when i pop the pills
Then hit the highway speeding
I been trying figure out whats real
But lately i been tweakin
Cause it seem every path i take someone close gets deleted

This shit been fuckin wit heart
Have trouble breathing
When i reminisce of old times with the bros i get to wheezing
Can think back at the times was rolling up and endless chiefing
Asking god why he take ya from me
But i still ain't get a reason

And i cant lose anymore homies
Im tired of buying diamonds
Everyday i need bout fifty or imma die out trying
Gotta put my all in this shit no i ain't fuckin lying
Gotta keep a eye out for snakes and watch out for the sirens

They see my pain so i brought diamonds
Jus to help me blind em
I keep my hitta right beside me
Wish a nigga try em
The way we run up all them racks
We keep these nigga sighing
Have em throwing dirt all on my name
We know them niggas lying

They ask for sauce cause benji got it
They need the right guidance
And please don't hop up in my whip if you is not riding
No you cant fold up on a mission
Wen we opp sliding
Catch em late night hop out the car
No we is not hiding

We want the war
I get a rush when i hear shots firing
My brody called and said we scored
That mean the opps dying
And We been up jus check the score
So pussy stop trying
Spinning back to back wit the straps no we wont stop firing

I been stuck in this hole bitch
i'm tired of losing homies
Imma let off this whole clip
My niggas they riding for me
And my hittas gon off shit
We applying the pressure on em
Swear these niggas ain't on shit
I been stuck in this hole bitch
I'm tired of losing homies
Imma let off this whole clip
My niggas they riding for me
And my hittas gon off shit
We applying the pressure on em
Swear these niggas ain't on shit

Written by:
Darryl Raiford

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