Pain by GV Lee Lyrics
Yeah, just another kid wit’ an ol’ soul
I go by the name of GV Lee
Uh, check it
Not a black kid who wanna blame the system
Too many people dyin’ go from innocent to victims
Less mommas in the kitchen, more mommas independent
You can stop callin’ it walk or you can sit down and listen
Not a local rapper, just a citizen that’s lyrical
Not many people grindin’ they just waitin’ for a miracle
Spiritual, knees to the floor, eyes to the sky
Keep yo’ guards up your enemy can be your ride or die
But I, gotta keep payin’ for gas
Had to get a job and stop sittin’ on my ass
I probably be a jink cause I drive ‘em in the van
Not too many people whippin’, always askin for a hand
Views from the sea up coast life, I’m breathin’
West side in my blood, Gaskins Point is what I’m eatin
Never starvin’ cause I’m feasting, couple people they be leechin’
Claimin’ “You the biggest boss but you be late to all the meetings!”
I never took a hand out, couldn’t fit in so I had to stand out
Successful is the motto, wanna make the fam proud
Good vibes all around me, bad vibes not allowed
Preach to the people that I’m really not a thug
Just a yungin’ in the hood surrounded by the drugs
And people find that find, I don’t get it though
You don’t want yo momma hearing you got shot up at the club
People dyin’ left and right
Can’t go to functions ‘cause somebody tryna fight
This a funny world you better listen, a’ight?
A homie’s gotta get smoked for people just to get right
No disrespect to the ones that we lost
The people out here killin’, they gon’ have to pay the cost
Walkin’ with a pistol, now you thinkin’ you a boss
Think about the man who died and hung his head upon the cross
This is not a diss, somethin’ of a twist
All the people that done left me, I just give ‘em all the fist with the middle finger up
Ain’t know wassup, probably diss me to some people now you tryna show me love
GV Lee
I go by the name of GV Lee
Uh, check it
Not a black kid who wanna blame the system
Too many people dyin’ go from innocent to victims
Less mommas in the kitchen, more mommas independent
You can stop callin’ it walk or you can sit down and listen
Not a local rapper, just a citizen that’s lyrical
Not many people grindin’ they just waitin’ for a miracle
Spiritual, knees to the floor, eyes to the sky
Keep yo’ guards up your enemy can be your ride or die
But I, gotta keep payin’ for gas
Had to get a job and stop sittin’ on my ass
I probably be a jink cause I drive ‘em in the van
Not too many people whippin’, always askin for a hand
Views from the sea up coast life, I’m breathin’
West side in my blood, Gaskins Point is what I’m eatin
Never starvin’ cause I’m feasting, couple people they be leechin’
Claimin’ “You the biggest boss but you be late to all the meetings!”
I never took a hand out, couldn’t fit in so I had to stand out
Successful is the motto, wanna make the fam proud
Good vibes all around me, bad vibes not allowed
Preach to the people that I’m really not a thug
Just a yungin’ in the hood surrounded by the drugs
And people find that find, I don’t get it though
You don’t want yo momma hearing you got shot up at the club
People dyin’ left and right
Can’t go to functions ‘cause somebody tryna fight
This a funny world you better listen, a’ight?
A homie’s gotta get smoked for people just to get right
No disrespect to the ones that we lost
The people out here killin’, they gon’ have to pay the cost
Walkin’ with a pistol, now you thinkin’ you a boss
Think about the man who died and hung his head upon the cross
This is not a diss, somethin’ of a twist
All the people that done left me, I just give ‘em all the fist with the middle finger up
Ain’t know wassup, probably diss me to some people now you tryna show me love
GV Lee