RogerFlo – Pain Up

RogerFlo – Pain Up Lyrics

Artist: RogerFlo
Song: Pain Up

I’m prayed up, you’ll never hear that I done gave up
Keep getting money make this paper
f#ck the haters I ain’t worried bout the fame bruh
I’m smoking flavors I’ve been drinking all the pain up

Motivated, on my sh#t I’ve been all in my bag
I’m underrated, don’t mistake me I play with them hammers
I’ma take it to whatever limit, when it come to fam
And I got some n#gg#s doing time, they locked up in that jam

I done did some dirt that I regret, but its already dead
Smoke a wood I’m high and reminiscing and rеmembering
I can’t evеn vent unless I got a paper and a pen
Can’t believe I gave you all I got and then you changed up

I peep certain sh#t but I sit back and I don’t say none
Gotta put your trust into a pole, and you can’t put your trust into a hoe
I’m riding on my own
They want smoke, then its on

Yeah
I’m prayed up, you’ll never hear that I done gave up
Keep getting money make this paper
f#ck the haters I ain’t worried bout the fame bruh

I’m smoking flavors I’ve been drinking all the pain up
Yeah, I’ve been eating all that pain up
Steady swerving daily scraping all this change up
Twelve on my ass, why they tryna tame us?

Grinding for the riches I don’t care about the fame, uh
Ever since a younging, I’ve been destined for this lifestyle
Thumbing through these Jacksons, but I swear I need a light mill
Ask if Ima ride, it’s a guarantee that I will

Gripping on this pipe still
Trauma to my brain, so don’t ask me how I feel
So I’ma live it up, I’ve been working baby you know I ain’t letting up
On the road to riches, every day I gotta level up

I’ve been stacking, in my bag pouring Wocky in my cup
I’m prayed up, you’ll never hear that I done gave up
Keep getting money make this paper
f#ck the haters I ain’t worried bout the fame bruh

I’m smoking flavors I’ve been drinking all the pain up
And I’ve been drinking all this pain up
Rolling up the gas, I’ll relax. can’t be frustrated
I’ve been in my bag for way too long, time to escape it

I run up a bag and write these songs
Escape the matrix
I’ve done made mistakes a couple times
It’s been a minute since I’ve sat here in my mind

I’m just writing all these rhymes
Tryna see if I could find
An answer to the sh#t that I found out was all a lie
I’m tryna talk bout how we came up, with the greatest cadence came from being nameless

Now they sending payments, I thank goodness gracious
I know its gon take me places
I gotta sound and they can’t imitate it
I’m prayed up, you’ll never hear that I done gave up

Keep getting money make this paper
f#ck the haters I ain’t worried bout the fame bruh
I’m smoking flavors I’ve been drinking all the pain up
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Release Year: 2021