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money can’t ease your pain - swavay lyrics

[chorus]
money can’t ease your pain
money can’t ease your pain
money can’t ease your pain, black boy (uh)
money can’t ease your pain
money can’t ease your pain
money can’t ease your pain, black boy

[verse 1]
as i wake up in the mornin’, still the same n*gga
spitin’ god when i talk but somehow expect change, n*gga
mama couldn’t buy me the gear, i’m a lame n*gga
we could barely keep the lights on
so who am i to complain to her ’bout feelin’ out ’cause i’m the only one of my peers without the nikes on?
and i’m doin’ what i’m doin’, it ain’t n0body but my fault
ventin’ to the music like i ain’t know the mics on, yeah
[chorus]
money can’t ease your pain
money can’t ease your pain
money can’t ease your pain, black boy (uh)
money can’t ease your pain
money can’t ease your pain
money can’t ease your pain, black boy

[verse 2]
yeah
my real mama had me at thirteen and a half
never got a phone call from her, never got a text message, no email, not no telegraph
and she was five years younger than my no good dad
i was adopted as a baby, didn’t take too long
my mama never looked at me like i was no different
a couple miscarriages has happened but it’s like she played along
and for my pops, it was like he got to right his wrongs
but it didn’t last and it’s the nineties
so like, every time a n*gga fall out with his b*tch, even if he got a kid
yeah, my n*gga get to dippin’ fast
so i see him, gotta beat his ass
my unforgivin’ ass
so it’s just me and my moms movin’ around
soon as we get settled in, skip town
i’m not even mad at her
really think it made me the man i am now, taught me how to stand down
only seen my pops like every three years
lookin’ in the mirror as a kid like, “is it my fault this man don’t wanna be here?”
realizin’ as i got older n*ggas just n*ggas
so if he died today, i probably couldn’t shed three tears
in this life i got three fears
dyin’ way too young, not makin’ it with rap and endin’ up the same n*gga he is
that’s why, yeah
i gotta end up like the rich and famous
buy moms a crib, everything in it stainless
move her to cali, better yet vegas
where she hit the slots ’til she muhf*ckin’ make it
house so big, sh*t somethin’ like a maze, b*tch
never again late on no payments
no more pills, means every day painless
yeah, life ain’t nothin’ but a b*tch, ain’t it?
young n*gga made it out the muhf*ckin’ pavement
and if you tryna stop a n*gga from doin’ any one of the above, i’ma rob you like my b*tch is, naked
my sh*t too fire for me to ever have to fake sh*t
i ain’t tryna be good, i’m tryna be the greatest
wiz told me if it’s not that then you nameless
in faces and places, seein’ faces and places, b*tch
[chorus]
money can’t ease your pain
money can’t ease your pain
money can’t ease your pain, black boy (uh)
money can’t ease your pain
money can’t ease your pain
money can’t ease your pain, black boy

[instrumental break]

[outro]
watch your ho
and lock your door
it’s the motherf*ckin’ b*llsack show
alright b*tches, i know y’all hear my hoes singin’
that’s why these phones is ringin’
this your boy, dj b*llsack live from the city of ass and titties
and the hundreds and the fifties
if you atlantic mall’s shoppin’, them young n*ggas is pickin’ your pocket
that’s why i’m up here doin’ what playas do
i wanna send a special shout out to my young n*gga swavay
that album is motherf*ckin’ bangin’ and, uh, we here all night
1*800*hustler, lock your sh*t

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