Sean Vieyra - Bring The Pain lyrics

[Verse 1] Money comes and money goes Keep it in my hand not in my soul It's all I hear from everybody And all I hear on the radio I need this, and I need that And I want his, he owe me Buy a case, can't pay the rent It's the same price as an OZ He want a half, he ain't know better He ain't my homie, I'ma pinch it Do the same to his home girl Cuz she can't tell the difference All I hear is drama, try to ignore it all But it's everywhere Hundred comments on your post You mad a** hell but you put it there What goes around comes back around I know Karma she back in town Tough talk her behind the scenes Showtimes on, they backin' down Ever had to eat your own words? Ever had to give out an explanation? My uncle told me that talk is cheap So my actions backed up with an exclamation Real talk, real talk, it ain't nothing First you gotta be set in stone Gotta stay steady like a metronome Be on point like a decimal No flip flopping when the story changing Everybody done heard different versions Your mouth running like [?] You talk way more than Richard Sherman [Hook] f** what you heard it's my party song Puttin in work every chance I get f** it man, I'ma party all night long I'm gettin it, I'm gettin it Puttin in work, boy I'm clockin on No one else gettin me the paper No one else gettin me the money No one else doing me favors No one else putting me on No one else do it like me No one else do it with ease I'll be damned if you think you harder than me, I'll k** you Running with the Bulls, I spank Everywhere I go they know my name Everywhere I go they know the kid Everywhere I go I bring the pain [Verse 2] I'm on a roll like a renegade In the book of life, I flip the page Turned over like a loose ball Ain't no surprise I seen better days f** it man I won't cry about it I got cheated on I won't lie about Running with the Bulls til we up at the top You bet your a** I climb the mountains You bet your a** I'm on my grind Get off at 8 and I'm back at 9 In the booth just me and the mic These days I don't even write the rhymes These days I don't even feel the pain Like the hook say, boy I just bring it With the hook, hook, line, and sink it I could rap it and I could sing it I'm laying low but not on the run Don't remember last time I did this for fun Don't remember last time I had some fun I work in the rain I work in the sun And this what I love, when it's hot I'm cold And when it's cold I stay hot No sneak diss, I name drop And tell your whole crew I go K.Dot Kick it with the crew no kung fu Ohh I forgot it's just me Microphone slayer before a hater As long as the females love me Never give a damn what a dude thinks Never give a damn what your crew thinks I don't need a Pippen, no D. Wade I go 2-3, I go Bruce Lee, Hi-yah! [Hook] f** what you heard it's my party song Puttin in work every chance I get f** it man, I'ma party all night long I'm gettin it, I'm gettin it Puttin in work, boy I'm clockin on No one else gettin me the paper No one else gettin me the money No one else doing me favors No one else putting me on No one else do it like me No one else do it with ease I'll be damned if you think you harder than me, I'll k** you Running with the Bulls, I spank Everywhere I go they know my name Everywhere I go they know the kid Everywhere I go I bring the pain