
Bury My Pain Gunna (Ft. Lil Keed)
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[Intro: Hayley Williams]
Can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars?
I could really use a wish right now, wish right now, wish right now
[Chorus: Gunna]
Bury my pain, bury my pain
Bury my pain, bury my pain
Bury my pain, bury my pain
Bury my pain, bury my pain
[Post-Chorus: Gunna]
Roll up that dank, sip out that paint
Swim in my drank, drowning my pain
[?] everyday, oh, bury my pain
[Verse 1: Gunna]
One of the top 5, I'm the coldest, I ain't put in no notice
Smoking out the pound, my shit potent
'Sace ashtray for lil' roaches
Got the monkey off of my back, still have that chip on my shoulder
My hood killing shit like magnolia
No excuses, we turning you over
Styrofoam, my cup runneth over, I'm just sipping codeine
Wipe your nose, but don't sneeze, I'm so icey (Oh, oh, oh)
Ice out my whole gang
I'm just tryna give hope but I can't heal their pain
I can't heal they pain
Rest in peace, my love
Can you free my thugs?
I ain't getting high enough, I need more drugs
Certain spots ain't healing up, I need your touch
Put some [?] in your blood
Want it, rarely asking much
Can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars?
I could really use a wish right now, wish right now, wish right now
[Chorus: Gunna]
Bury my pain, bury my pain
Bury my pain, bury my pain
Bury my pain, bury my pain
Bury my pain, bury my pain
[Post-Chorus: Gunna]
Roll up that dank, sip out that paint
Swim in my drank, drowning my pain
[?] everyday, oh, bury my pain
[Verse 1: Gunna]
One of the top 5, I'm the coldest, I ain't put in no notice
Smoking out the pound, my shit potent
'Sace ashtray for lil' roaches
Got the monkey off of my back, still have that chip on my shoulder
My hood killing shit like magnolia
No excuses, we turning you over
Styrofoam, my cup runneth over, I'm just sipping codeine
Wipe your nose, but don't sneeze, I'm so icey (Oh, oh, oh)
Ice out my whole gang
I'm just tryna give hope but I can't heal their pain
I can't heal they pain
Rest in peace, my love
Can you free my thugs?
I ain't getting high enough, I need more drugs
Certain spots ain't healing up, I need your touch
Put some [?] in your blood
Want it, rarely asking much
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