[Naab: Verse 1]
There's pain in my heart and every day it hurts
These niggas waging war and they shooting with teks
They don't care who they kill they don't care who it recks
They don't care who they hurt they just tryna flex
With the teks and the chains, and Rollie with the range , and the baddie with the thang in the Alexander wang
Man it's a shame how our morals have changed
Can we stop fucking worrying about the change for a change
Can we stop killings blacks and raping women for game
Can we stop with the being politics and discern the pain
Of the oppressed and minorities who have died for gains
Can we not tell that enough lives been slain or enough blood has stained our history
It's no mystery why poverty continues to grow
Our values Low
Reason why we call women hoes
Reason why we see niggas as foes
Reason why black people been poor
Enough with the blame and enough with the shame
Enough with the shackles and enough with the chains
Enough with the racism, agiesm, sexism, classism, stop with the protests and stay in your placism
[Naab: Verse 2]
Virgins ain't all that they cracked up to be
And hoes gotta live the life they please
Yah niggas gotta stop killing for cheese
Gotta raise your kids I'm begging please
All this division needs to cease
Unless you want your fam deceased
How you gone take freedom from me
Like my life started out with slavery
Then talk about liberating me
Then turn round and act like you saving me
You can't take away all that pain from me
Devils spawn so ain't no changing me
I've been hot can't take this flame from me
I can't get enough these hoes can't either
How you doing Naab it's good to see you
Heard You eating now it's good they feed ya
Hear you glowing up a star from Ghana
Hear you blowing up, like a bomb in gaza
Niggas hating now but they never mattered
She said it's a Cole world, I say it ain't cold enough
When you throwing your show you know I'm showing up
She said I'm bringing I'm hoes you know we hoeing up
You know we all drinking till we fucking throwing up
I said I gotta girl so I can't give it up
Imma chase my dreams and I ain't giving it up
I've been a blackstar since the day I was born
And I'mma be one still on the day that yah mourn
Pain was written by Naab.