[Intro]
(JT, on the track again)

[Chorus]
Ain't no pain in my game
You told me some other shit, can't connect in my brain
I hit your love with a home run, but it was no damn baseball game
I been through pain, all the rain, but I ain't sayin'
I want you to be my main, but I can't change and I ain't to blame
My n***a died from the police, they gon' try to say that that's my stain
When I'm up in the studio, I sip that energy away
I remember days when I was little, I ain't never ride around with no K
And to my fans, that something different, I still blow it in your face

[Verse 1]
All these n***as they be talking, but these n***as, they ain't bangin'
4KTrey, bitch, I'ma blood, n***a, knowin' what I'm claimin'
You a block boy, you in luck they left him up on the shelf
I be looking at these racks, I keep that glizzy on my belt
Don't know P Yungin, don't need no help, bitch, I need him some time
These n***as be lying like they gang, if you ain't one of my mine, you dyin'
Been through some shit, these people can't even still respect my mind
You can't name one time when they pulled up, I ain't sling my iron
Oh yeah, PY that lil' n***a right there a cheat code
Oh, that lil' n***a be speaking on bodies, ain't never stole
Dropped out of 9th grade, when I went home I took off my clothes
Put my shirt on and my pants, then I grabbed my pole
[Chorus]
Ain't no pain in my game
You told me some other shit, can't connect in my brain
I hit your love with a home run, but it was no damn baseball game
I been through pain, all the rain, but I ain't sayin'
I want you to be my main, but I can't change and I ain't to blame
My n***a died from the police, they gon' try to say that that's my stain
When I'm up in the studio, I sip that energy away
I remember days when I was little, I ain't never ride around with no K
And to my fans, that something different, I still blow it in your face

[Verse 2]
Hold on, It must be the truth
My lighter drop, pussy n***as, they be speakin' to the cops, you a opp, oh
What that n***a said? Leave 'em dead up on the block
Same n***a, fucked up gang
Bitch, we got them choppas and them Glocks
Ain't no Deebo in your clique, but we'll take your chain away
Send a paragraph, I wouldn't read that shit, just think about it
And don't forget, they wasn't fucking with you 'cause you wasn't ballin'
Now they see that money and they all steady callin'

[Chorus]
Ain't no pain in my game
You told me some other shit, can't connect in my brain
I hit your love with a home run, but it was no damn baseball game
I been through pain, all the rain, but I ain't sayin'
I want you to be my main, but I can't change and I ain't to blame
My n***a died from the police, they gon' try to say that that's my stain
When I'm up in the studio, I sip that energy away
I remember days when I was little, I ain't never ride around with no K
And to my fans, that something different, I still blow it in your face