OMB Jay Dee - Pain lyrics

I don’t know how to feel Aye Omb, you know what’s up I wanna talk my sh*t Can’t nobody feel a way I love all my ni**as Man all my dawgs Y’all already know (i love all y’all ni**as, you heard?) Huh, look Couple sh*t i gotta speak about Cause when i’m thinking to myself On the real, the sh*t be starting to tweak me out I wanna talk and get the flowing through I know the fans thinking like When jay dee gon’ tell us what he gonna do I got some things that i’m finna say Nobody to feel a way Woke up and this is how i feel today I spoke the loudest, ain’t a mumble Express my feelings through these songs My ni**as know that i still love you Got indicted for some rape sh*t Been gettin pussy, ain’t gotta take sh*t You ni**as, they know the reason That i’m sanctioned Thеse b*tches basic Beforе a ni**a beat that charge My own ni**as and god was on some fake sh*t You know how it feel, being locked in a cell? You mans been home cause he just made bail And you stuck on remand That’s yo man, but you thinkin damn Happy you home, (?) want you stuck in a can Look I got a brother, he got rich He ain’t switch, he ain’t a b*tch A little distant, but i get it When you ‘rip that’s how it gets But i know that you remember So i hope you don’t forget That when you come up on a come up Bring the ni**as you was with I ain’t mad i ain’t get a chain too fu*k a chain, was in a struggle Needed bail, was more than happy You came through (?) ni**as really want me to hate you The reason i never say nothing The don’t know what you came from Want you to know i’m happy as ever I know that my mans, we still in this together I know that noticed that you’ll be (?) They try to fu*k with my mental Just know they’ll never change me against you Happy that you made it Ima make it, ni**a simple Get up out the hood, and take you family That’s what men do If we got a problem, then 6ixin up Cause that’s what crips do You my dawg, they let you in I know i’m in too She be jackin lil bro She fu*kin with the opps She catch a shot Baby mother or not Less member from the gang I don’t even feel the same I lost mellz and i was stuck on the rocks Got indicted, i ain’t say much Whole lot of sh*t y’all tried to make up That paper work was me tryna play tuff I told ‘em i’m the top dawg Should’ve spoken carefully I told that my opp was just as scared as me But never did i name drop Saying that was his gun If they did that sh*t to me I don’t know where they get that sh*t from Message to the judge: When i was speakin, wasn’t sober I was goin through depression And the pills was takin over Old man, she ain’t tell up on me And it was die real Reason that i’m cool Cause he a rat still Look No reminiscing No, i’m past that Sleek snitched on me And when he call i still be sending Him cash (?) I need you to listen to me I know your ways Because you get them from me Want you to be bigger, and better And different for me If i had to do 20, life, or a cemetery Take to your mother and don’t do The sh*t i did already