TheKidNoel - Pain

It's the kid, the kid gotta get it off my chest
It could of been tragic, the way it happened
They pulled me out the whip, hands behind my back cuffs locked on wrist
Only thought I had was oh shit, am I really like my dad well oh shit
They frisked me, they padded me down
I'm looking around like what happen now
Thinking to myself while I look down
But hold my head high, you ain't gonna see a frown
Mama I'ma make you proud, no more need for that section 8
I'ma make it now, I'm in the fast lane chasing this bag mane
Everything I do I do with a purpose, I'ma earn it
And all these learning curves, I'ma learn em
I ain't done yet, I haven't won yet
Remember all the times getting high up in the kitchen
Somehow that was your mission, didn't give a fuck about your kids and they wishes
No you didn't try to pull card against me

Mama why you do it, why you do it I'm so tired of losing, of losing
I'm too confused for the bullshit, for the bullshit
Mama we just gotta keep on moving, moving why do we gotta move it, move it
Why do we gotta be losing, losing so tired of the bullshit

Against me all the pain is weighing heavy, could it get worse for me it sure did
You almost odee and stayed on the same shit
Never been a product of what they made bitch
It's insane what lingers on my brain
Sometimes I wanna cock it back and let it swang
Young nigga just doing his thing, everybody talk shit from a distance
But is you really with it, they say I got a thug image
Or a wanna be but when I was deep up in these streets
They ain't show no love towards me
But fuck it I don't need their love
If it came down to it you can catch a slug
On the corner of the block with a mean mug
Gangsta image is what they thought of
How your own family trying to knock you down bee
That's some shit where's the stability
You see how they always talking down on me

Mama why you do it, why you do it I'm so tired of losing, of losing
I'm too confused for the bullshit, for the bullshit
Mama we just gotta keep on moving, moving why do we gotta move it, move it
Why do we gotta be losing, losing so tired of the bullshit

See how they always talking down on me
Saying I would never amount to it
Now I'm counting racks and they trying point out facts
Let's take a step back and realize I mentioned my dad
He never been apart of my life something I never had
And somehow it still made someone laugh
I ain't mad he was getting drunk and doing coke
That's a bad mixture with them both
Like Hennessy and enemies we lashing out on the trustees
We don't trust these niggas or these bitches
Grinding to go and get it go get it
Like I'm playing croquet bunch of Europeans in my set
Versace where I lay to rest everyday I play to be the best
Cosign or a deal to a major label
Letting god know that I'm willing and I'm able

Mama why you do it, why you do it I'm so tired of losing, of losing
I'm too confused for the bullshit, for the bullshit
Mama we just gotta keep on moving, moving why do we gotta move it, move it
Why do we gotta be losing, losing so tired of the bullshit

Why do it why you do it of losing of losing
You's for the bullshit for the bullshit mama we just gotta keep on moving
Moving why do we gotta move it
Why do we gotta be losing losing so tired of the bullshit

Written by:
Noel Pagan

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