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lil trenzo - pain in my veins lyrics

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[intro]
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
came up from nothin’, had to get it on my own
ain’t n0body help me, now they blowin’ up my phone
told that b+tch i’m focused, i ain’t tryna love no he
lost too many homies, got my heart forever cold
f+ck what they was talkin’, i been grindin’ every day
mama told me watch ‘em, they gon’ switch up for the fame
i was just a shorty tryna make it out the deep
now i drop a track, and they be playin’ on repeat
say they love me now, but where the f+ck they was before?
i was down bad, sleepin’ on the bas+m+nt floor
b+tch, i’m in my bag, i ain’t stressin’ ‘bout no opps
tryna run it up, i need a milli’ out the block
ain’t no turnin’ back, i put my pain into these songs
i been through the worst, but i just gotta keep it strong

[verse 1]
(yeah, yeah)
look, i was broke as f+ck, had to get it out the mud
now these n+ggas hatin’ ‘cause they see me bossin’ up
told that b+tch don’t hit my line unless she talkin’ ‘bout a check
i ain’t stressin’ over hoes, i just want my pockets set
came up from the trenches where them bullets really fly
n+ggas talkin’ tough until they homie f+ckin’ die
i was 5, seen my first body layin’ in the street
had to make a choice, get this money or get beat
f+ck the system, they don’t wanna see a n+gga win
told my mama one day she gon’ see me in a benz
all them cold nights, we ain’t have no f+ckin’ heat
now i’m touchin’ racks, puttin’ jordans on my feet
b+tch, i’m in my bag, i ain’t worried ‘bout no drama
told that n+gga watch his mouth before he meet the f+ckin’ llama
i been stayin’ focused, tryna make it to the top
but these n+ggas want me gone, they just prayin’ that i drop
i done lost too many homies, i can’t never trust anyone
[chorus]
(yeah, yeah)
b+tch, i came up from the bottom, had to grind for this sh+t
ain’t no he up in my blood, i put my life in these hits
f+ck what they was talkin’, i was trappin’ just to eat
now my name up in they mouth, but they don’t want it with me
told that b+tch don’t hit my line if she ain’t talkin’ ‘bout no bread
i been focused on these millions, i ain’t worried ‘bout no head
n+ggas fake, they be cappin’, i can’t f+ck with that at all
if they ever cross the line, then we gon’ send ‘em to the lord
f+ck a opp, f+ck a he, i ain’t stressin’ over sh+t
i been runnin’ to this money, i ain’t never finna quit
b+tch, i put that on my name, i’ma always keep it real
told my bros we up next, we gon’ touch a hundred mil

[verse 2]
(yeah, yeah)
n+gga talkin’ like he tough, he ain’t really ‘bout that life
f+ck around and catch him lackin’, we gon’ send him to the light
told that b+tch i’m on a mission, i ain’t got no time to chill
he be actin’ like they love you, but they only want a mil’
f+ck a friend, f+ck a fake, i been solo since the start
n+ggas switch up on they brothers, that sh+t tear a gang apart
i was broke, i was down, had to hustle for a plate
now i’m flexin’ on these n+ggas, got ‘em salty like a steak
told my mom we gon’ be straight, i can’t f+ck around and lose
n+ggas tryna take me out, so i keep a stick and move
b+tch, i came up from the trenches, had to get it on my own
ain’t n0body give me sh+t, had to flip a couple zones
now that he’s up on my d+ck, tryna act like they was real
told that b+tch get out my face, i ain’t signin’ no new deals
f+ck a label, f+ck a cosign, i’ma make it on my grind
if a n+ggaa try to test me, he get hit up every time
ain’t no cap up in my rap, i done really seen the worst
lost some brothers to the streets, had to put ‘em on a shirt
now i do this for my gang, every song another hit
b+tch, i made it out the struggle, i ain’t never finna quit
[chorus]
(yeah, yeah)
b+tch, i came up from the bottom, had to grind for this sh+t
ain’t no he up in my blood, i put my life in these hits
f+ck what they was talkin’, i was trappin’ just to eat
now my name up in they mouth, but they don’t want it with me
told that b+tch don’t hit my line if she ain’t talkin’ ‘bout no bread
i been focused on these millions, i ain’t worried ‘bout no head
n+ggas fake, they be cappin’, i can’t f+ck with that at all
if they ever cross the line, then we gon’ send ‘em to the lord
f+ck a opp, f+ck a he, i ain’t stressin’ over sh+t
i been runnin’ to this money, i ain’t never finna quit
b+tch, i put that on my name, i’ma always keep it real
told my bros we up next, we gon’ touch a hundred mil



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