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lil zay osama - real pain lyrics

[intro]
have you ever felt real pain?
the sh+t i had to deal with
have you ever felt real pain? have you ever felt real pain?

[chorus]
have you ever felt real pain? (ohh+ohh) have you ever felt real pain? (ohh+ohh)
have you ever felt real pain? (have you ever felt real pain?) have you ever felt real pain? ooh (ohh+ohh)
latе night in the cold, hands froze (hands froze)
my homiе k!llers still around, the guys hoes (guys hoes)
b+tches i called sisters gave up the guys lows (guys lows)
my cousin still a b+tch, you know he stole the guys poles

[verse]
i’m speakin’ on real sh+t (on real sh+t), this the kinda sh+t i had to deal with
the guys didn’t wanna slide, i had to slide and risk my meal ticket
cuzo snaked me once, i could’ve k!lled him, he wanna still kick it (he wanna still kick it)
p+ssy k!lled emoni, it’s crazy n+ggas even k!ll b+tches
we ain’t k!llin’ over coochie
if you had it growin’ up and you in the field, your ass a goofy (your ass a goofy)
they done k!lled my brother oj, after that, they lost boonie (they lost boonie)
the hood done broke my heart, it fell apart, this sh+t flukey, mm (this sh+t flukey)
we in wars from generations ago (generations ago)
chicago done got so dry, ain’t no more places to go (ain’t no more places to go)
and i’m steady losing homies, i can’t take it no more (i can’t take it)
sometimes lil’ bro nem gotta show me, i don’t know faces no more, mm
i don’t care who you is, ain’t no knowing where i live (ain’t no knowing where i live)
barely see my kids, man, what type of sh+t is this? (what type of sh+t is this?)
still feel pain, f+ck that mansion on the hill (f+ck that mansion on the hill)
[chorus]
have you ever felt real pain? (ohh+ohh) have you ever felt real pain? (ohh+ohh)
have you ever felt real pain? (have you ever felt real pain?) have you ever felt real pain? ooh (ohh+ohh)
late night in the cold, hands froze (hands froze)
my homie k!llers still around, the guys hoes (guys hoes)
b+tches i called sisters gave up the guys lows (guys lows)
my cousin still a b+tch, you know he stole the guys poles

- lil zay osama lyrics

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