Dolo *:・゚ | tracy allen - still feel the pain (ft. lnbrolo) @dolo9410 | Uploaded 3 months ago | Updated 5 hours ago
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L YR I CS :
I don’t take no for an answer
But I got the doubt building in me like a cancer
Who knew shawty was a dancer
Bout to throw this money up and catch her in a trance yeah
I don’t really love these hoes
They don’t really love me
You see it’s mutual
I’m on the same old block
With the same old bros
Tryin dodge these demons
Get that money ten fold
Like woah
Like wait
Who knew the world was so fake
Who knew I’d have this much up on my plate
Who knew we’d be dodging all of these snakes
Like I’m heavy steppin
Heavy smokin
Heavy hoping I’ll decipher my fate
But that storm coming
Heart broken
Poppin percs
But I still feel the pain
Yeah I still feel the pain
(Yeah I still feel the pain)
Yet I’m still in the game
(Yet I’m still in the game)
Talking down on my name
Let my money speak for you
Who you got to blame
She still screaming my name
(She still screaming my name)
She still calling my phone
(She still calling my phone)
Told her leave me alone
Got a fifth of Patron
And I ain’t coming home
I ain’t been home in a minute
I ain’t coming home till I’m finished
Rose gold in the pendant
How you that cold independent
How you put your soul in the business
Lord knows I’m not finished
More dollars more o’s in the digits
More clothes more hoes for the riches
Still burning more bridges
Can’t fuck with no birds no pigeon
Up all night can’t get rid of them visions
Liquor help me wash the pain pain
They must think that it’s a game strange
We want money not no fame damn
Wait till Rolo go and blow bang
I got pics for every hoe gram
I got hits with every flow damn
Where my day ones up and go scram
On my back I got the whole fam
You ain’t even wanna get me started
Bitch you ain’t fuckin with no rapper
Girl you fuckin with an artist
Said that all my music go the hardest
Yves Saint Laurent for the garments
Man I still miss them apartments
Said she still miss me I’m heartless
Least I’m still real I’m still honest
I’m on it I promise you mama I’m on it
That’s on me I promise I put that shit on me
Yeah I still feel the pain
(Yeah I still feel the pain)
Yet I’m still in the game
(Yet I’m still in the game)
Talking down on my name
Let my money speak for you
Who you got to blame
She still screaming my name
(She still screaming my name)
She still calling my phone
(She still calling my phone)
Told her leave me alone
Got a fifth of Patron
And I ain’t coming home
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Instagram: instagram.com/theyhatetracy
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L YR I CS :
I don’t take no for an answer
But I got the doubt building in me like a cancer
Who knew shawty was a dancer
Bout to throw this money up and catch her in a trance yeah
I don’t really love these hoes
They don’t really love me
You see it’s mutual
I’m on the same old block
With the same old bros
Tryin dodge these demons
Get that money ten fold
Like woah
Like wait
Who knew the world was so fake
Who knew I’d have this much up on my plate
Who knew we’d be dodging all of these snakes
Like I’m heavy steppin
Heavy smokin
Heavy hoping I’ll decipher my fate
But that storm coming
Heart broken
Poppin percs
But I still feel the pain
Yeah I still feel the pain
(Yeah I still feel the pain)
Yet I’m still in the game
(Yet I’m still in the game)
Talking down on my name
Let my money speak for you
Who you got to blame
She still screaming my name
(She still screaming my name)
She still calling my phone
(She still calling my phone)
Told her leave me alone
Got a fifth of Patron
And I ain’t coming home
I ain’t been home in a minute
I ain’t coming home till I’m finished
Rose gold in the pendant
How you that cold independent
How you put your soul in the business
Lord knows I’m not finished
More dollars more o’s in the digits
More clothes more hoes for the riches
Still burning more bridges
Can’t fuck with no birds no pigeon
Up all night can’t get rid of them visions
Liquor help me wash the pain pain
They must think that it’s a game strange
We want money not no fame damn
Wait till Rolo go and blow bang
I got pics for every hoe gram
I got hits with every flow damn
Where my day ones up and go scram
On my back I got the whole fam
You ain’t even wanna get me started
Bitch you ain’t fuckin with no rapper
Girl you fuckin with an artist
Said that all my music go the hardest
Yves Saint Laurent for the garments
Man I still miss them apartments
Said she still miss me I’m heartless
Least I’m still real I’m still honest
I’m on it I promise you mama I’m on it
That’s on me I promise I put that shit on me
Yeah I still feel the pain
(Yeah I still feel the pain)
Yet I’m still in the game
(Yet I’m still in the game)
Talking down on my name
Let my money speak for you
Who you got to blame
She still screaming my name
(She still screaming my name)
She still calling my phone
(She still calling my phone)
Told her leave me alone
Got a fifth of Patron
And I ain’t coming home
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