Pain

Pain (Explicit) - A$AP Rocky/OverDoz.

Lyrics by：Rakim Mayers/Soufien Rhouat/Jess Willard/Khalid Muhammed

Composed by：Rakim Mayers/Soufien Rhouat/Jess Willard/Khalid Muhammed

Ahh pain

Ahh pain

Ahh pain

Ahh

So big you are shining like the star

With your head in the clouds 'til somebody shoot you down

Hands on the ground back against the wall

Tell me who you call when no one else around

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The future will be televised haters getting genocide

23 and 43 I'm talking my Margiela size

My n***as is hella fly you over accessorize

Dead alive it's in my repertoire forever ever high

I never lie never tell a lie I would testify

Set aside dreams I'm a king ask Coretta Scott

Cute faced fat a*s and a nice set of thighs

Rihanna weave I need a umbrella ella ella ah

Everybody knows me s**t still ain't got no cash

B***h hit that flash quick post my bad habits

F**k you and your Instagram match a gram Mando

Royal blue Foams getting head in the red Lambo

Media take me out TMZ all in the VIP

B***h I'm hard and my loop concrete

Too much Bossip if you ask me

Almost f**ked fame but she came with money

I got two bad b***hes haters wanna take 'em from me

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Tryna get on in this industry acting like you're Ruthy

Breaking down c*****e with the EBT oh yeah

These male groupies doin' it however whatever they seein' on the box

Everybody spit everybody hot everybody's an artist everybody not

S-O L-O-S-T n***as talking dollars getting change

In a minute I'ma lose my cool Sprewell one year before '98

Like f**k coach I'm cutthroat so what goes

Do you have for the year they say might be the end

Better look within

Glitz and the glamors we pose for the cameras

Ghetto n***as with me they pose with the hammers

Ghetto girls with me pink toes in the sandals

No dirty laundry get your nose out my hamper

Clothes in my hamper that Bathing Ape camouflage

Brands from Japan you would think I was a samurai

Drop-crotch Jeremy Scott pants b***h it's Hammer time