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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Zay Osama
Lil Zay Osama
Vocals
Neil Muglurmath
Neil Muglurmath
Programming
JTK
JTK
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jordan T. Knight
Jordan T. Knight
Songwriter
Neil Muglurmath
Neil Muglurmath
Songwriter
Isaiah Dukes
Isaiah Dukes
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Neil Muglurmath
Neil Muglurmath
Producer
JTK
JTK
Producer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Terrance Smith
Terrance Smith
Recording Engineer
Elton "L10MixedIt" Chueng
Elton "L10MixedIt" Chueng
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

(JTK) Have you ever felt real pain? The shit I had to deal with Have you ever felt real pain? Have you ever felt real pain? Have you ever felt real pain? (Oh-oh) Have you ever felt real pain? (Oh-oh) Have you ever felt real pain? (Have you ever felt real pain?) Have you ever felt real pain? (Oh-oh-oh) Late night in the cold, hands froze (hands froze) My homie killers still around, the guys hoes (guys hoes) Bitches I called sisters gave up the guys' lows (guys lows) My cousin still a bitch, you know he stole the guys' pole I'm speakin' on real shit (on real shit), this the kinda shit I had to deal with The guys didn't wanna slide, I had to slide and risk my meal ticket Cuzzo snaked me once, I could've killed him, he wanna still kick it (he wanna still kick it) Pussy killed Emoni, it's crazy niggas even kill bitches We ain't killin' over coochie If you had it growin' up and you in the field, your ass a goofy (your ass a goofy) They done killed my brother OJ, after that, they lost Boonie (they lost Boonie) The hood done broke my heart, it fell apart, this shit flukey (this shit flukey), mm We in wars from generations ago (generations ago) Chicago done got so dry, ain't no more places to go (ain't no more places to go) And I'm steady losing homies, I can't take it no more (I can't take it) Sometimes lil' bro 'nem gotta show me, I don't know faces no more, mm I don't care who you is, ain't no knowing where I live (ain't no knowing where I live) Barely see my kids, man, what type of shit is this? (What type of shit is this?) Still feel pain, fuck that mansion on the hill (fuck that mansion on the hill) Have you ever felt real pain? (Oh-oh) Have you ever felt real pain? (Oh-oh) Have you ever felt real pain? (Have you ever felt real pain?) Have you ever felt real pain? (Oh-oh-oh) Late night in the cold, hands froze (hands froze) My homie killers still around, the guys hoes (guys hoes) Bitches I called sisters gave up the guys' lows (guys lows) My cousin still a bitch, you know he stole the guys' pole
Writer(s): Isaiah Dukes, William Daniel Repko, Hugo Cogne, Daniel Sturridge, Bishop Grinnahe, Rashad Tremayne Mcneil, Christopher Etiobi Kenechi Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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