Bring The Pain

[Verse 1]
Money comes and money goes
Keep it in my hand not in my soul
It's all I hear from everybody
And all I hear on the radio

I need this, and I need that
And I want his, he owe me
Buy a case, can't pay the rent
It's the same price as an OZ

He want a half, he ain't know better
He ain't my homie, I'ma pinch it
Do the same to his home girl
Cuz she can't tell the difference

All I hear is drama, try to ignore it all
But it's everywhere
Hundred comments on your post
You mad ass hell but you put it there

What goes around comes back around
I know Karma she back in town
Tough talk her behind the scenes
Showtimes on, they backin' down

Ever had to eat your own words?
Ever had to give out an explanation?
My uncle told me that talk is cheap
So my actions backed up with an exclamation

Real talk, real talk, it ain't nothing
First you gotta be set in stone
Gotta stay steady like a metronome
Be on point like a decimal

No flip flopping when the story changing
Everybody done heard different versions
Your mouth running like [?]
You talk way more than Richard Sherman

[Hook]
Fuck what you heard it's my party song
Puttin in work every chance I get
Fuck it man, I'ma party all night long
I'm gettin it, I'm gettin it

Puttin in work, boy I'm clockin on
No one else gettin me the paper
No one else gettin me the money
No one else doing me favors

No one else putting me on
No one else do it like me
No one else do it with ease
I'll be damned if you think you harder than me, I'll kill you

Running with the Bulls, I spank
Everywhere I go they know my name
Everywhere I go they know the kid
Everywhere I go I bring the pain

[Verse 2]
I'm on a roll like a renegade
In the book of life, I flip the page
Turned over like a loose ball
Ain't no surprise I seen better days

Fuck it man I won't cry about it
I got cheated on I won't lie about
Running with the Bulls til we up at the top
You bet your ass I climb the mountains

You bet your ass I'm on my grind
Get off at 8 and I'm back at 9
In the booth just me and the mic
These days I don't even write the rhymes

These days I don't even feel the pain
Like the hook say, boy I just bring it
With the hook, hook, line, and sink it
I could rap it and I could sing it

I'm laying low but not on the run
Don't remember last time I did this for fun
Don't remember last time I had some fun
I work in the rain I work in the sun

And this what I love, when it's hot I'm cold
And when it's cold I stay hot
No sneak diss, I name drop
And tell your whole crew I go K.Dot

Kick it with the crew no kung fu
Ohh I forgot it's just me
Microphone slayer before a hater
As long as the females love me

Never give a damn what a dude thinks
Never give a damn what your crew thinks
I don't need a Pippen, no D. Wade
I go 2-3, I go Bruce Lee, Hi-yah!

[Hook]
Fuck what you heard it's my party song
Puttin in work every chance I get
Fuck it man, I'ma party all night long
I'm gettin it, I'm gettin it

Puttin in work, boy I'm clockin on
No one else gettin me the paper
No one else gettin me the money
No one else doing me favors

No one else putting me on
No one else do it like me
No one else do it with ease
I'll be damned if you think you harder than me, I'll kill you

Running with the Bulls, I spank
Everywhere I go they know my name
Everywhere I go they know the kid
Everywhere I go I bring the pain