Kris Fame - ChamPAIN lyrics

Chorus Thou shalt be trill n***a Motherf**a and real sisters Same ones I came with We got a 1000 words and take real pictures Got styrofoam of my mama's tears Pour it up that's ChamPAIN Real n***as & real b**hes they all apart of my campaign Verse 1 Just opened up my big mouth this my version of small talk Got a size 12 of these Stan Smiths that took big steps of this small walk Heavy hearts I'm talkin' day ones on day two they're shot 6 guys using 12 hands wooden coffins and we dropped This is my PTSD ‘cause not even me respects me Still gotta go to school tomorrow f** algebra life be testing me Still trying to pa** through ninth grade and life grade Ain't no one to talk to everyone telling me F.I.S.H f** It sh** Happens and showing emotions is bish Under my burdens I bury they're squished My poker face never will show it exists Take that n***a take that by any means I'mma ride for the payback I'm a race rat trying to chase cash give a f** about the age gap Whether night or the day trap f** tomorrow 5 seconds is my ASAP Second Verse Silhouettes give me a tease While b**hes collecting the fees How can I knock off your hustle ‘Cause nothing may come from degrees The world is a savage beauty will hide in sinister smile Enjoy what you gather cause will walk in the middle of aisles Playing them both sides morals are compromised Everyday hood sh** feel comfort in homicides Why mama gotta work so hard when she never get a chance to eat her fruits of her labor? These days I be looking for the words in the church but it hurts when the bible can't save us From a stray from beautiful p**y with AIDS The silence of cancer in food I just ate The ambulance comes with an hour delay Pimpin' robbin' boostin' nuisance 30's AK's Sirens music