HURT

[Intro]

All this pain in my chest make me hurt nigga

All this pain in my chest make me hurt nigga

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Let me spit that shit

Yo, yo

[Verse 1]

Drug dealers, slug pillers, and young niggas

Sixteen in a world full of cold killers

Times are hard, moms stressing, the bills are due

We have problems with niggas who hated on my crew

Chuck Taylors and hookah pens with water vapor

Dress like a skater but smoking mics like a doobie paper

Ain't got no time for the bullshit so I let it fly

Family wanna see me go far so they yelling "Kie"

Sometimes I feel like I'm really fucking up

Then I fall back in my ways, just really depressed as fuck

Every day I wake up with a vision in my head

Tryna get my life right, I ain't worried bout the bread

It's like nowadays all I wanna do is write

And since I'm on now niggas really tryna fight

It's funny how you get cake and niggas wanna slice

Spend nights with my niggas steady rolling dice

And I say...

[Chorus]

All this pain in my chest make me hurt nigga

All this pain in my chest make me hurt nigga

And I'm just really working, I'm just really working

I'm just really working, and I'm fucking hurting

All this pain in my chest make me hurt nigga

All this pain in my chest make me hurt nigga

And I'm just really working, I'm just really working

I'm just really working, and I'm fucking hurting

[Verse 2]

See I just can't live my life like this

That's when I wake up in the morning and I write this shit

These girls on my D cause they love the life I live

Radio shows and videos, I'm not that big

My fan base growing every day

Girls sending me nudies and I ain't even saying hey

It's like damn this is the life you get when you live this way

Niggas pull up on your side with that gun, don't play

It's crazy, I'm just so focused right now so take me seriously

Keep my head up in the clouds, there ain't no fear in me

God put me on this earth to spit this shit lyrically

Heart full of gold, music's really in my destiny

Lil Skies I'm a young legend

Praying to the lord on my knees to the reverend

I really wouldn't reckon, watch where you steppin'

Niggas tryna make hits but forgot the message

So I say...

[Chorus]

All this pain in my chest make me hurt nigga

All this pain in my chest make me hurt nigga

And I'm just really working, I'm just really working

I'm just really working, and I'm fucking hurting

All this pain in my chest make me hurt nigga

All this pain in my chest make me hurt nigga

And I'm just really working, I'm just really working

I'm just really working, and I'm fucking hurting