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Pain That They Glamorize - Workrate
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Pain That They Glamorize Workrate

Pain That They Glamorize - Workrate
[Chorus]
I been through the pain that they glamorize
Told my mom and dad I'm grinding tryna build a better life
Had everything I needed but none of the things I fantasized
Baby by my balls and its a can of fanta sized
You can ask Fumez I nearly shot a yute in front his eyes
I caught a yute and done him I caught him again and done him twice
I caught another opp twice both times done him nice
As mad as it sounds I felt at peace when I'm hunting nights
Handy with candy ballied up to my fucking eyes
Looking out for police if they catch me lose my fucking life
Looking out for oppas if I catch them take their fucking lifе
I gotta take back one of theirs I rеally just lost one of mine

[Verse 1]
I lost a lot of brothers in the gutta' my hearts bruck inside
I lost some to the system so its fuck the feds 100x
Some turned fake no love lost fuck them guys
Only thing I want back lost is my fucking time
But that ain't theres to give so fuck it let me just move on with life
I seen niggas catch birds and the hood move on with life
Came home bossed up now everybody love the guy
So I ain't ever trippin bout the fake love that I clock in guys
Pain got me twisting and turning through sleepless nights
Fuck if we were cool before you fuck around I take your life
Clutch a rammy clutch a dawg I'll shoot that shit and aim up high
Family first and that's the only thing I won't sacrifice
I put the trap down now I pray that music does suffice
I can't put the beef down cah all the things I done to guys
And I got a couple brothers knee deep I love them guys
So we gon kill and die for each other till we fucking die
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