FCG Heem - More Pain lyrics

Intro: FCG Heem] I keep losing all my ni**as, it's bringing more pain I keep losing all my Ain't sh*t changed (Ayy, Arjun, run that check up) Ain't sh*t changed, I'm still posted in the hood Ain't sh*t changed, I'm still posted in the hood Ain't sh*t changed, I'm still posted in the hood (Go get 'em, Sai, go get 'em) [Chorus: FCG Heem] I keep losing all my ni**as, it's bringing more pain Them boys don't give a fu*k about no fame, they play no games Christian Loub', got blood all on my shoes, I hit 'em close-range Six-figure ni**a, I'm still in the hood, b*tch, ain't sh*t changed Tell them boys, "I'm taking what come with this fame, it's whatever now" Love them boys to death, I hope they never put thеy glizzies down Done seen too many caskets, I'm traumatizеd forever now More money, more problems, this sh*t 'posed to be getting better now [Verse 1: FCG Heem] sh*t changed, them flights back-to-back, I don't be home now I don't need security by my side, I hold my own now Boy, you better not play with none of my woadies, get 'em gone now I don't know how to love, I put my feelings in these songs now Then Steve died, that's when I just thought I had lost everything I'm married to the game, I probably won't never buy no wedding ring Diamonds dancing on my chain, reach for this, I bust your brain Legendary in the hood already, them people gon' remember my name Do anything to see my mama smiling, I don't care what it is Told 'em, "It's all love", and I won't brag about the sh*t I did Know them ni**as out to get me, sh*t, that's just the way it is Blowing money fast and I'm shining, that's just the way we live Know them ni**as waiting for me to fall off, I'm on the rise now Know my mama proud of me, I see it in her eyes now Youngin going crazy, all them ni**as look surprised now Promise it's only gon' be tears of joy if we cry now [Chorus: FCG Heem] I keep losing all my ni**as, it's bringing more pain Them boys don't give a fu*k about no fame, they play no games Christian Loub', got blood all on my shoes, I hit 'em close-range Six-figure ni**a, I'm still in the hood, b*tch, ain't sh*t changed Tell them boys, "I'm taking what come with this fame, it's whatever now" Love them boys to death, I hope they never put they glizzies down Done seen too many caskets, I'm traumatized forever now More money, more problems, this sh*t 'posed to be getting better now [Verse 2: Toosii] Sneaked out, I hope Flip ain't think I missed the funeral sh*t ain't make no sense, I'm tryna blitz, I'm adding two and two And what's crazy is his face card good, never thought we'd feel so bad Moved out the house, I wanted to be in the hills so bad Pulled up Trackhawk 2020, not a Cullinan If she ain't love me 2020, 2021, I'ma fu*k her friend Said, my heart cold but the hood colder and I miss the guys Not a good thing when I say, "What a time to be alive" Ayy, wonder how Kyro doing They say he crazy, I don't think he crazy, I think they lying to him Ayy, bro locked for murder, I think I'm influenced b*tch, I been gunning at the opps ever since we got into it Ayy, tryna wash the pain from the past, finna watch closest How you do it all by yourself and you the top dog? Tryna get 'em knocked off, know a b*tch that could make a rock soft She could get me rock hard, she do that, I'll fu*k her socks off [Chorus: FCG Heem] I keep losing all my ni**as, it's bringing more pain Them boys don't give a fu*k about no fame, they play no games Christian Loub', got blood all on my shoes, I hit 'em close-range Six-figure ni**a, I'm still in the hood, b*tch, ain't sh*t changed Tell them boys, "I'm taking what come with this fame, it's whatever now" Love them boys to death, I hope they never put they glizzies down Done seen too many caskets, I'm traumatized forever now More money, more problems, this sh*t 'posed to be getting better now