More Pain (Explicit) - FCG HEEM/Toosii

Lyrics by：Raheem Rutty/Naujour Grainger/Saidon Richardson/Arjun Hasnain

Composed by：Raheem Rutty/Naujour Grainger/Saidon Richardson/Arjun Hasnain

I keep losing all my n***as it's bringing more pain

I keep losing all my

Ain't s**t changed

Ayy Arjun run that check up

Ain't s**t changed I'm still posted in the hood

Ain't s**t changed I'm still posted in the hood

Ain't s**t changed I'm still posted in the hood

Sai go get 'em

I keep losing all my n***as it's bringing more pain

Them boys don't give a f**k

About no fame they play no games

Christian Lou got blood all

On my shoes I hit 'em close-range

Six-figure n***a I'm still

In the hood b***h ain't s**t changed

Tell them boys I'm taking what

Come with this fame it's whatever now

Love them boys to death I hope

They never put thеy glizzies down

Done seen too many caskets I'm traumatizеd forever now

More money more problems this s**t 'posed to be getting better now

S**t changed them flights back-to-back I don't be home now

I don't need security by my side I hold my own now

Boy you better not play with none

Of my woadies get 'em gone now

I don't know how to love I put

My feelings in these songs now

Lil Steve died that's when

I just thought I had lost everything

I'm married to the game I probably

Won't never buy no wedding ring

Diamonds dancing on my chain reach for this I bust your brain

Legendary in the hood already them

People gon' remember my name

Do anything to see my mama

Smiling I don't care what it is

Told them it's all love and

I won't brag about the s**t I did

Know them n***as out to get me

S**t that's just the way it is

Blowing money fast and I'm shining

That's just the way we live

Know them n***as waiting

For me to fall off I'm on the rise now

Know my mama proud of me

I see it in her eyes now

Youngin going crazy

All them n***as look surprised now

Promise it's only gon' be tears of joy if we cry now

I keep losing all my n***as it's bringing more pain

Them boys don't give a f**k about

No fame they play no games

Christian Lou got blood all

On my shoes I hit 'em close-range

Six-figure n***a I'm still

In the hood b***h ain't s**t changed

Tell them boys I'm taking what come

With this fame it's whatever now

Love them boys to death I hope

They never put they glizzies down

Done seen too many caskets I'm traumatized forever now

More money more problems this s**t

'Posed to be getting better now

Sneaked out I hope Flip ain't think I missed the funeral

S**t ain't make no sense I'm tryna blitz

I'm adding two and two

And what's crazy is his face

Card good never thought we'd feel so bad

That how I wanna be here

So bad

Pulled up Trackhawk 2020 not a Cullinan

If she ain't love

Me 20 20 20 21 I'ma f**k her friend

Said my heart cold but the hood colder

And I miss the guys

Not a good thing when I say

What a time to be alive

Wonder how Kyro doing

They say he crazy I don't think he crazy

I think they lying to him

I think I'm influenced

B***h I been gunning at the opps

Ever since we got into it

Tryna wash the pain from the past for the washclothes

How you do it all by yourself and you the top dog

Tryna get 'em knocked off know a b***h

That could make a rock soft

She couldn't get me rock hard she do

That I'll f**k your socks off

I keep losing all my n***as it's bringing more pain

Them boys don't give a f**k about

No fame they play no games

Christian Lou got blood all on my shoes

I hit 'em close-range

Six-figure n***a I'm still

In the hood b***h ain't s**t changed

Tell them boys I'm taking what come

With this fame it's whatever now

Love them boys to death I hope

They never put they glizzies down

Done seen too many caskets I'm traumatized forever now

More money more problems this s**t

Posed to be getting better now