This song is a reupload of the old version of “P A I N” uploaded into kyeaintdead’s “Frisky” YouTube and Spotify.
Roll, Destroy, past the payrise
But all in all we'll start to painrise(?)
And I'm asleep and falling for so long (for so long)
Since I'm white, smoke gas in the fast lane
Name the amount of times I used to pull you in the backseat now I need a backpack
I'm running around the polo
Blowing off the pain, Smoking the gas in the ozone
I need Da Vinci guarding your base fizz in the back and let far fore take, best I'm the simp then I'm feeling so gay, take out the you while you found your way(?)
I'm loosin' and choosin' and bitch I'm abusin and hit the bong rippin' trippin' the protozone, baby why will we end up in the say you ain't the one must of jumped out of plane
It was writtеn like the words on my face
Shе was addicted, my mum on the day(?)
Always conflicted, just stay in your ways
I was afflicted could never get a break
Baby was fucked up being in love
Drank champagne bottles at the club
Lights flashing, bottle on my wing living at a ging while I sip my cup
I was your main boy, you were my main girl
Hopped on the plane to my mind, you mine main hoe (?)
I was down with you so what does that mean
Smoking my problems away with the weed
P A I N was written by Kyle Shuey & Kurly Q.