Dekario (Pain) - NLE Choppa

Feel the pain and it’s floating, something fun

I ain’t even go to college, got me runnin'

I ain’t even go to college, got me runnin'

I’m off the Percocets, bitch, I’m off the molly

So much shit been on my mind that I don’t know where to start

My chest, it hurts from this pain, I think I need a new heart

Can’t forget you for what you did, 'cause you took it too far

I had to cut this lil' bitch off, 'cause she wasn’t playin' her part

I’m doin' right about you, but you still neglect me

If I didn’t had the money or the fame, would you still text me?

I don’t wanna tote no gun, I know the crackers gon' arrest me

But if they opposite me out in person

You know they gon' bless me

They say I’m overrated, because I’m most hated

They throwin' dirt up on my name, but I’m dedicated

Got suicidal thoughts goin' through my brain daily

And don’t nobody understand the problems that I have

Gino died November 10th, just a month before Christmas

My birthday on November 1st, so you know that shit hit me

My brother came into the room and he said «Gino dead»

Slim chance he gon' make it, he got shot in the head

I look on Instagram, everybody sayin' «Pull through»

I sent a prayer that you’d make it but it didn’t save you

And I don’t wanna see you layin' in the ICU

And I didn’t go to the funeral, I can’t see you in the tomb, no

Pain, pain

What did I do (What did I do?), ooh, to lose you?

Pain, pain

What did I do (What did I do?), ooh, to lose you?

You did some shit I can’t let go, I forever got my grudge

You can’t fault me for actin' different, you know that you was dead wrong

My heart get weaker and weaker, I’m tryna keep my fuckin' head on

Rock, you either land on a bunk or a headstone

They say that I’m a bitch, and I ain’t been through shit

Well, have you been in a shootout and seen your homie get hit?

Or have you ever been in love and been stressed by the bitch?

And then she fuck another nigga, I’m killin' both of them bitches

So many shit is blindin' me, I think I need me some seafood

I mind my own business, I don’t give a fuck what he do

My own nigga stole from me, you got to watch your people

He sayin' that he real, but I know that shit is see-through

And I can’t lie, I’m dead inside

Bullets flyin', homicide

Traumatized, my dogs keep dyin'

Free my dog, he facin' time

I’m hurt, I have to put it on my sleeve

Prayin' to the Lord, only time I’m on my knees

I’m like, «Please»

I’m like, «Jesus, please, keep me on the right road, the devil after me»

Pain, pain

What did I do, ooh, to lose you

Pain, pain

What did I do, ooh, to lose you