Pain Game - D-Block Europe

It’s days like this when I think 'bout the past

I got pain on my mind, I got questions to ask

All these drugs on my soul, man, they tear me apart

It’s days like this when I think 'bout the past

8,000 for drip and that is just minimum

My Rollie is brown, I call it the cinnamon

For this love, I’ll be buying you everything

I’m on codeine, can’t think about anything

I sip on this drink, it’s my medicine

We go straight to Dior and buy many things

These drugs go straight to my face

Off-White tags dropping on my laces

Pussy so sweet, it’s amazing

Fuck you in the trap, go crazy

Leather look cream like pastry

Killers still hiding their faces

They still got Goddy on basic

And I still spend twenty on trainers

And I still spill drink when I’m faded

And I still think your pussy is amazing

I just spent a hundred thou on Ranges

They think that it’s rented but girl, I paid it

No, that ain’t cap for sure

Bro got the pack from north

He got the wap, of course

Bro got the wap for sure so he moving paranoid

Slime, slatt with my slime 'cause he bring the packs back

Taking time with my mind, I’m off the Xanax

Coming up for a lil' slime, she going bye-bye

He said he got bricks of the shine but, nigga, we know that it’s rap cap

How do you feel?

How do you feel when you can buy love?

How do you feel?

How do you feel when you run out of love?

Said that I would hit her, now I’m on pills, taking this muck

Girl, I got codeine in my lungs

More time, more time, more time, more time, speak about the drugs 'cause I came

from a poor life

More time, more time, more time, more time, speak about the cup and I show you

what four like

I can show you more life, show you what Dior like

I wanna show life, girl, it’s your life, yeah

More time, more time, more time, crack and heroin, sell it by the shore side

More time, more time, more time, she just wanna see what Dior like

Frontline, frontline, frontline, frontline, I was there with the fiends

Moss Side, Moss Side, Moss Side, Moss Side, where I bought good B

She told to the jakes, that’s intelligence

Sip a litre of some lean when I reminisce

Baby girl, who you fuck, that’s irrelevant

Look at my ring and she told me I’m devilish

Told me your ex wasn’t levelling, I took her out of the country and showed her

some better things

Now she humming and ahhing like she got a speech impediment

She be in LA for the month and she told me I shouldn’t mix Perc with the lean

Percocets ready, she look in my face and she said «I think you should go clean»

Homicide, homicide, homicide, homicide, they ain’t ever making a nigga mummy cry

Prescrip— Prescrip— Prescrip— Prescription, I’m on a ride

More time, more time, more time, more time, speak about the drugs 'cause I came

from a poor life

More time, more time, more time, more time, speak about the cup and I show you

what four like

I can show you more life, show you what Dior like

I wanna show life, girl, it’s your life, yeah