OMB Jay Dee
Pain
(Intro)
I don’t know how to feel (Aye)
OMB, you know what’s up
I wanna talk my shit
Can’t nobody feel a way
I love all my n***as
Man all my dawgs
Y’all already know
(I love all y’all n***as, you heard?)
Huh, look
Couple shit I gotta speak about
Cause when I’m thinking to myself
On the real, the shit be starting to tweak me out

(Verse)
I wanna talk and get the flowing through
I know the fans thinking like
When Jay Dee gon’ tell us what he going through
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 n***as know that I still love you
Got indicted for some rape shit
Been gettin pussy, ain’t gotta take shit
You n***as, they know the rеason
That I’m sanctioned
These bitchеs basic
Before a n***a beat that charge
My own n***as and God was on some fake shit
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, Don't want you stuck in a can (Look)
I got a brother, he got rich
He ain’t switch, he ain’t a bitch
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 n***as you was with
I ain’t mad I ain’t get a chain too
Fuck a chain, was in a struggle
Needed bail, was more than happy
You came through
(?)
N***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 fuck with my mental
Just know they’ll never change me against you
Happy that you made it
Ima make it, N***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 fuckin 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 shit 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 shit to me
I don’t know where they get that shit 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 care of your mother and don’t do
The shit I did already