Tired Of Pain Songs ft. Quan Savage Lyrics

I be too paranoid, I can't believe when a bitch say she love me

Mm-mm, niggas say they got my back, but I don't trust them

Cuz bumped his head, he went and did that time like it was nothin

How you fuck the guys and then get around me and wanna go public?

I been broke a couple times, so I ain't judgin

How you gon' count your blessings when you holdin' grudges

I get high as hell, even smokin' dutches

I see the muggin' I get the clutch and score a opp like we at Rucker

What's the discussion? We gettin' money these ways

Spend it like it's nothin'

My bitch been feelin' some way cause I ain't fuck her

Lil' bro a snipe from the corner, he P.J. Tucker

Man, you pillow talkin' to a bitch cause you a sucker

How we gon' go about it

When they won't smoke, I do too much

Run in they momma's house,

If I get knocked ,No I won't talk and my niggas are vouch it

We really livin' like the movie, money in the couches

Last nigga played crazy, he got stepped on

That nigga talkin' out his neck so we gon' get him gone

I really ran through a brick usin' a flip phone

And free my brother out the feds when you comin' home

Hmm

Free my cousin out the feds, I know you comin' home

So many problems in my head, I can't fake no more

I've been sippin' so much red, my emotions gone

You know you dead wrong, talkin' through them cell phones

Bring my family home, I'm tired of makin' pain songs

We leave him slumped in the alley till he got picked up

Toe tag a fuck nigga, he got zipped up

I can't let her meet my momma, she a hoe prolly

Ooh, this crystal meth good bitch I feel like Yo Gotti

They shoppin' for dog food

I bought diamonds from dog moves

Don't wanna shoot the wrong dude, I'ma walk up on you

See me baby , he reachin', we gon' wet him

The way I'm doggin' these hoes, she be like, treat me better

That nigga police he told, so you won't see me with him

And if he do some rat shit, you won't see me with him

And if he did some rat shit, then I can't fuck with him

Cam facing 17, I still stay in touch with him

I ain't clearin' rumors, fuck what they say, just let him run with it

If you ain't one of the guys that fuck your music, I can't bump niggas

I barely tried but still outdone niggas

She love it when I fuck her from the side it make her cum quicker

I tried to show you love, but you play foul, guess that's what comes with it

Can't let that shit eat at my mind, I'm just done with it

Can't let that shit eat at my mind, I'm just done (I'm just done)

Hmm

Free my cousin out the feds, I know you comin' home

So many problems in my head, I can't fake no more

I've been sippin' so much red, my emotions gone

You know you dead wrong, talkin' through them cell phones

Bring my family home, I'm tired of makin' pain songs

We leave him slumped in the alley till he got picked up

Toe tag a fuck nigga, he got zipped up