PainTalk

Pain Talk (Explicit) - Sleepy Hallow/Lil Tjay

Lyrics by：Tegan Chambers/Johnathan Scott

Composed by：Tegan Chambers/Johnathan Scott

You're the highlight of my dreams when I go to sleep

I don't wanna wake up for nothing

Everytime I dream I think I found peace

Great John on the beat by the way

Then I wake up and feel like I can't

Still smoke a pack to the face

Gettin' high only way to escape

Even when I be feelin' a way I'ma tell 'em "I'm doin' okay"

Like don't say you love me when I'm in the grave

Don't act like you feelin' my pain

When I took a L it was part of the game

As a man all you got is your name

Feel like me and the judge in the race

If I crash she gon' lock me away

Got a Perc' I might pop it today

Said I'd stop but I'm stuck in my ways

And I work like I'm tryna get a raise

She said "If you loved me then you would've stayed"

I know what she feelin' that's played

I ain't really tryna bring you pain

Would you love me if I was a lame

That'd mean minus the watch and the chain

Had no car

Had to walk in the rain

Bentley truck but you get what I'm sayin'

Gettin' money don't care for the fame

EBK we don't care what you claim

Got no license let's go on a chase

I be switchin' and swervin' mid lane

Double X tried to get me too late

I said no 'cause I found that **** strange

Don't be lackin' out here it ain't safe

Take a L you get hit with a K

N***as hate it when you gettin' cake

Wish you could but you couldn't relate

'Member me and big bro in the Wraith

Thinkin' back we was lookin' for stains

Can't believe I was askin' for change

Can't believe that this **** really changed

In the trap we was flippin' them thangs

Said you root for them troops for the gang

And my shooters ain't been in no range

Double-back like we puttin' in pain

If you with it then do what you sayin'

Made you better now you got to lay it

Ain't nobody think Tjay'll stick

Couldn't pay 'em no mind I know

Industry won't acknowledge my gift so **** 'em n***as

I'm just here for my dough

First I'm gettin' six figures on stage

Checkbooks lookin' like there's a typo

Woke up one day my pockets was flat

The next day look like I just gave 'em lightbulbs

Love the Gods but they never need a gang

That's me what did I show

All the time when I spit that **** be flames

Más o menos so that's how the price go