#SBGvng #tremendousskills #momoneymorepain #fire #banger #tavernshit #savagebossgang Hook: wish the money could take the pain away, no matter how much you make, everything still stays the same, seeing my friends pass away, i remember telling myself every night, if we could make it through the night, there'll be brighter days, never wanted the fame, just the acclaim, still everywhere I go they recognizing my name, and there's no one to blame, trapped in the center of this ambition, war wounds in the field, but my paint still got a glisten, not to mention, we came up through hard times, like another day another rhythm, but still I gotta shine, cause I gotta get it, wish the money would take the pain away, but somehow it didn't, verse: verbal enhancements, leads to the illustrious madness, she say my heart full of pain, and she anxious, before we even work out the mattress, she act like, but can't handle all the vastness, still blames it all on the passion, we saying the same thing, but can't recognize the patterns, ain't no manners, when we out running through the taverns, she 900 degrees and my favorite dancer, cause she shake it like nothing every really mattered, ain't no warning signs, when you out living everyday like it's a hazard, coming home every night all staggered, just a story of an inglorious bastard, hit the field, then raise the standards, always switching things up like the it's the life of a bachelor, seeing my works stick, but words stick, so never keep a tonsil with loose lips, but trying to celebrate everyday, like we was born on a cruise ship, just hit the springs so I can watch her do splits, gave into the finer things and seeing tragics, as my life permits, utter malice, and true grit, but as the moods shift, she acting up, like the moon split, so I'm always on to the next, cause I always gotta do shit, Hook: wish the money could take the pain away, no matter how much you make, everything still stays the same, seeing my friends pass away, i remember telling myself every night, if we could make it through the night, there'll be brighter days, never wanted the fame, just the acclaim, still everywhere I go they recognizing my name, and there's no one to blame, trapped in the center of this ambition, war wounds in the field, but my paint still got a glisten, not to mention, we came up through hard times, like another day another rhythm, but still I gotta shine, cause I gotta get it, wish the money would take the pain away, but somehow it didn't,