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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
G Herbo
G Herbo
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Herbert R Wright
Herbert R Wright
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
deandre woods
deandre woods
Producer

Lyrics

[Chorus]
What you know about pain? What you know about rain?
What you know about staying sane?
What you know about—?
What you know about bullets close range?
What you know about pain?
What you know about gang-gang?
[Verse 1]
Yeah, aye
I was the one that made 'em believe us, bleeding, we was heathens
I was out killin', robbin', hustlin', schemin' with the demons
I was out hugging the block, it's hot, I'ma post on that bitch regardless
Wartime, suit up and hop in the car, I was in the one popped his noggin'
[Verse 2]
On Cap
Workin' the switch, let me show you how to empty the clip, just give it four taps
Reminiscing, never did this shit for an image, I'm really like that, boy
I seen friends become your enemies, I never liked that boy
Ten degrees, we riding with a stick a piece, like we got a license for 'em
2014, they snatched me and bro, I was ready to fight that for him
Before rap been went up hats with Max, that's why I bought that charm
Check the facts anytime they tried to attack, I was standing right there armed
Tracks and 'Cats, jump out in all black and set off car alarms
I was getting active back to back, you never meant no harm
Big 4 5th, gotta hold your palm under your forearm
Baby AR inside the fur, it keep me warm
Sleep on his crib, whoever bail out first, leave him at the doorknob
Made it out that shit, now my backyard as big as a farm
I was thuggin' in rain, snow, sleet, I weathered the storm
Having lunch with my kids at Olive Garden, eating chicken and parm
Gang banging hard, couldn't get no sleep, we was going retarded
My gang was smart, would've stayed in school, could've went to Harvard
Do just like Marvel, take this shit right where it started
Now this shit marvelous, take this shit back where it started
We come from pissy hallways and dirty garbage
I bailed my **** out the cage, spent 30 large
I lost my dog, ain't been the same since we departed
And in your name, we drench shit, hit every target
[Chorus]
What you know about pain? What you know about rain?
What you know about staying sane?
What you know about—?
What you know about bullets close range?
What you know about pain?
What you know about gang-gang?
[Outro]
What you know about—?
Gang, gang
Written by: Herbert R Wright
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