Knucks
Fly Pain
[Intro]
Yeah, you know
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Wavy Boy Smith]
It's funny how [?] and clouds redifine the times
I kick back and analyze, read between the lines
Became a mastermind, when I mastered mine
Now a artist, half a song [?], it’s hard to find
Raised in the [?] dawg, I been outside
Pandemic or plandemic, dawg, I'm still outside
Even when the world stopped us, still kept grinding
Saw the ups and the chaos, guess its God's timing
Me and [?], like [?] tails, [?]
Collecting all these coins while we rap [?] on the [?]
Vile verbes and similes, make you feel the pain like a ghetto yute
[?] the dog off, and [?]
All these blessings you’re giving me, hope your father's forgiving me