Alieve Lyrics

Does the money ease the pain? Tell me how that’s working

City slicker, I don’t wanna be one of them momma I’m for certain

Jamaican music in the back my nigga Butu it’s a party, party

I don’t want to die but when I die they gone treat me just like Marley

Does the money ease the pain? Tell me how that’s working

City slicker, I don’t wanna be one of them momma I’m for certain

I thought I was focused and it turns out, I was just being selfish

All of this amounts to nothing in the end

She just want me to be there an give her a helping hand and she deserves it

You can lose your soul to city get swallowed alive, my whole 9

Sexually speaking I’m usually with it I ain’t lying, I’ma black man

You know the stereo-kind, mind going bananas

Be carful what you chase, end up down the wrong alley, know the stereotype

Never cared if these lines would keep on the lights can’t lie it probably be nice

Minus all the things I'm gone have to sacrifice

Pain me to know you working at night

I’m making a little money but I can’t pay for the courts

Shorty had a abortion and I ain’t even know it

If I saw my nieces and nephews would they even know me?

Would they even know me?

Does the money ease the pain? Does it ease the pain? Tell me how that’s working

City slicker, I don’t wanna be one of them momma, I’m for certain, nigga I’m for certain

Jamaican music in the back my nigga Butu it’s a party, party

I don’t want to die but when I die they gone treat me just like Marley

Does the money ease the pain? Nah nah nah nah, tell me how that’s working

City slicker, I don’t wanna be one of them momma I’m for certain

16 never enough yea I feel like André

From the south turning heads cause I’m living up State

If I told you all my secrets you would probably run away

I don’t trust nobody even the niggas on this tape

That’s me, myself and I, I hide myself in me

Shorty don’t wanna spend no time she just came to smoke the weed

But I don’t care what you do to yo father you a Queen

Tell me all yo passions show me what’s in the seam

I’m barely on the scene, rarely am I seen

An I been this way since I was a lil' teen

I’ma have to call Marc and tell em to loop the beat

I’ma have to call Marc and tell em to loop the beat