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tiny boost - pain road lyrics

[verse 1: tiny boost]
it’s getting way too real
every day i wake up tripping like i mixed a drink with a bad pill
if it weren’t cuffs, it was cables
got money, lost money, yeah, i’ma always be grateful
do it for the cause
tryna link my mans in his grave, but i need a plane, they buried him abroad
for him, i’ll squeeze twenty+one hammers
then pray four rak’a like, “i hope we don’t meet in jahanam”
spent my life with the demons and savages
yeah, they tryna heat a cold case, the only reason i’m panicking
weight on my shoulders, please believe i can carry it
smoking grabba leaf you’ll find deep in them garrisons
paranoia at an all time high
i know i’m free but my main thought is, “free all the guys”
you want pain then you’ll see it all in my eyes
that’s why i go hard with henny while she pouring the wine

[chorus: wretch 32]
gunshot ah fly, better stay low, yeah
light up a boy, it’s a stage show, yeah
tings dem will do for the fame, bro
it’s the same ting, only difference is it’s the same old
the dawgs here tighter than cainrow, yeah
haffi mek it home pon pain road
[verse 2: tiny boost]
i can hear a lion roar every time my heart beats
drive like i got a square of dark on the car seat
i’m the one that went to the wall and left the writing
my scriptures, they recite, and i can tell that they can’t read
swim through a pool of confusion
cherish every breath, smoke till my eyes cherry red
plans got conspired after watching the wire
let a set+up chick know, i’ll put two in her breast
only one thing’s promised by the most high
cop two guns cah these suckers playing both sides
i won’t be fooled, i’m forever on go mode
i’ll make it rain all over your postcode
i remember being with the bros when we all had phones
and we used to conversate on who got the most sold
before man was cooking their own coke, ticking a whole one
get you hit and tell your kids, “life goes on”

[chorus: wretch 32]
gunshot ah fly, better stay low, yeah
light up a boy, it’s a stage show, yeah
tings dem will do for the fame, bro
it’s the same ting, only difference is it’s the same old
the dawgs here tighter than cainrow, yeah
haffi mek it home pon pain road
[verse 3: tiny boost]
i’m the one like keanu reeves
doing shows, i find it hard to believe
’cause if i never had a booking, i’d be outside in a hoodie
big rasclaat strap, tryna yak everyone as they leave
the ends made me think more cynical
in prison, all i really did was link more criminals
the dunya is the cage for the one with belief
salah in my mum’s house, i hope the dawah was received
bl!ck in my jeans like a trick up my sleeve
i could stay but i got the urge to pick up and leave
cah i’m saddened by the state of the game
knock your door like i’m tryna see the state of your place
truth is, i’m just better than your favourites
crawl through the trenches where most never made it
school of hard knocks, i buckled down and i aced it
no rap wars, we gon’ settle all scores on the pavement

- tiny boost lyrics

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