Steven Moses - Pain You Keep lyrics

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Steven Moses - Pain You Keep lyrics

You hate me and you love me Please, I'm sorry for the pain you keep I cause that sh**, blame this on me 'Cause ain't nobody pray for me Rest tight too for I can't sleep You're pushin' back away from me You hate me and you love me Please, I'm sorry for the pain you keep Lost in my mind Ho give me brain but don't look in my eyes Goin' insane, see the pain in my eyes I got way too much damn weight on my spine Cigarette burns on my arm and my face In my whole body, she love how I look I cannot name all the d** that I took I need the cash, I need all the loot I read these hoes like they all were some books Get to this cake like I need it or something Maybe that's just 'cause I needed that money Self-made, I'm eighteen and doin' this sh**s I was like fifteen and movin' this sh** f**, I'ma run my money up Shawty in the club, bad as f**, tryna join the club That b**h said she loved that I'm young and I don't give a f** She said I'm a dope boy and she wanna f** You hate me and you love me Please, I'm sorry for the pain you keep I cause that sh**, blame this on me 'Cause ain't nobody pray for me Rest tight too for I can't sleep You're pushin' back away from me You hate me and you love me Please, I'm sorry for the pain you keep (Ayy, ayy, ayy, said) Hold the f** up, I hope that I wake up Told my b**h she too perfect without it, don't need makeup And I know that we doomed, ain't a single thing could save us Everyday it's like we break up, make up, make love Tomorrow we do the same stuff That sorrow, I ain't fakin' it, couldn't even if I wanted Mary Jane everyday, got a need just to stay blunted Needless to say insanity stayed with me since the youngin' Yeah, I hustle 'cause I need it, I don't even really want it Hundred dollar half ounces, I keep that sh** in abundance Said f** it and copped the Rafs, b**h I'm stuntin' Her lips taste like raspberries, something that you'd dream about Tuck game crazy like the type a girl you'd read about Gettin' high, askin' my grandpa if he could see me now That's some other sh**, f** the lovin' sh**, come again b**h I said I'm on my "I think I'm Jesus' second coming" sh** Climaxed a year ago, figuratively comin' quick You hate me and you love me Please, I'm sorry for the pain you keep I cause that sh**, blame this on me 'Cause ain't nobody pray for me Rest tight too for I can't sleep You're pushin' back away from me You hate me and you love me Please, I'm sorry for the pain you keep