Stoner Pimpson - Healin' Wit Pain Lyrics

We used to getting hurt, so when I heal it's like pain to me
This weed be relieving, so when I'm stressed bring the strains to me
They tell me I'm changing I swear they all be the same to me
Scream f*ck the world now ain't it ironic how she came to me
Talking money, look at all the problems you bring to me
I still keep a drum but when I squeeze it it sing to me
Still good in the hood but the police like the gangs to me
That money it came to me
These hoes tryna clang to me
But these niggas fu
My weed get sticky as glue
My mama hate when I do it
Cuz I don't do by the rules
Young nigga grew outta school
Picked up a tool
Still got some regrets on the decisions I choose
Just live and I learn
One thing I ain't did was lose
Lot of bridges got burned
One thing I ain't did was bruise
Niggas sleep on me but me I can't never hit a snooze

I used to dream bout presidential suites in elementary
But soon as I hit high school I started skipping history
Cuz in reality it really don't mean that much shit to me
If you can't teach me how to manage money and buy realty
I did some things I don't too much regret I still feel guilty tho
Came out the mud and I got baptized I still feel filthy tho
My daddy say He tired of talking cuz ion never listening
But I been thinking bout my ex wonder do she be missing

My mama gave a cold shoulder
And told me the world cold but it made my heart colder
And it made it hard for me to show love when I got older
It been affecting me negatively what I told her
But really I'm just tired of talking cuz she don't never be listening
I'm stuck in generational curses I think it's a gift to me
Cuz it made me the man I am today, even though I'm f*cked up mentally
It's strength in me
I still can't love no bitch they don't mean shit to me
I tried a couple a times and they both switched on me
A nigga that I woulda called my homie upped a stick on me
I keep f*cking the chances god been gifting me
It's strength in me but I been so damn broke it ain't no fixing me

You was my better Half it felt like symmetry
I thought'd we'd exchange biologically cuz we had chemistry
But it seems like similarities had started differing
Im just tryna get beyond the point go to infinity
I'm out my mind I'm somewhere in a place where you remember me
I stack my cash up where the ceiling be
To fill up all the voids and hope that someone out there feeling me
Good in serenity
But the silence still been killing me
Ironic how the violence been missing me
But the devil work diligently
Lucky I grew up in the ministry
Angels watch over me like infantry
Treat beats like the paper so my thoughts be where the pencils
Hope this get stuck in yo memory
Seriously
Flow sharp like how the scissors nigga I could never miss a beat
Gifted like I live under a Christmas tree
She f*ck with me, I just sip this bottle where my feelings be