Pain Inside of Me lyrics

[Intro]
Pass me that muddy, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
(LMC)
(Danny, I see you)

[Chorus]
She say she want a real street n*gga who for sure gon' keep it G
No, you ain't really been hurt 'less you felt what's inside of me
Post by the store in my black Forces, cargo pants, and all-white tee
The fact I got it out the mud might be the reason I sip lean
Think 'bout the chances that I took, it could've sent me to the pen
I thought 'bout Scooter on this hook, this off the head, I ain't need no pen
I taught the topic of the book, stay out the way, run up some bands
Reason my pockets super full, cap, jugg, finesse, finesse, finеsse

[Verse]
Finesse, finеsse, finessed by a finesser
Nobody safe, they ever play, they gon' get put up on that stretcher
We catch an opp, we up the score, that glizzy sound like a Beretta
That ain't no cap, my life a movie, b*tch, and I ain't got no director
Post in the trap, got Glocks, got Uzis, got anything that's bound to wet ‘em
I always tote that 30-30, b*tch, you know I f*ck with FNs
Finesse, finesse, count, cap, and jugg, b*tch, I learned that from Young Jefe
Look, lil' one, he the biggest flexer, Quando, hold on, what you tell 'em?
[Chorus]
She say she want a real street n*gga who for sure gon' keep it G
No, you ain't really been hurt 'less you felt what's inside of me
Post by the store in my black Forces, cargo pants, and all-white tee
The fact I got it out the mud might be the reason I sip lean
Think 'bout the chances that I took, it could've sent me to the pen
I thought 'bout Scooter on this hook, this off the head, I ain't need no pen
I taught the topic of the book, stay out the way, run up some bands
Reason my pockets super full, cap, jugg, finesse, finesse

[Outro]
Woah