Pain 2 Gold - Snak the Ripper

Live my life the only way I know

But it keep getting better though

I just learn to turn my pain to gold

And my supply ain’t running low

I’ve been up and I’ve been down before

But maybe that’s just how it go

I just learn to turn my pain to gold

And my supply ain’t running low

If you, see me coming turn around

Always, looking like I burned a pound

Should be, getting paid absurd amounts

This is, DIY and word of mouth

From, local shows to rockin festivals

Giving up now is not acceptable

Smoke so much we walking vegetables

Fuck these hoes get off my testicles

Yeah, can’t fuck with my name

Used to break my back for a buck in the rain

Now every track that I write get stuck in your brain

Made a little bit of money can’t fucking complain

Everybody know me, same old Snak

I’m the king in this shit where I’m at, no cap

12 years in the game not one gold plaque

But I say what I want and I don’t hold back

Maybe I should dumb it down

Maybe it will get me rich

Braid my hair and autotune my vocals like a silly bitch

Nah, I ain’t chasing no clout

Now the price going up I just raised the amount

Alot of people from my past tried fazing me out

Cause they seem to forget who was paving the route

Now the games full of toxic people that talk shit

Only feel free when I scream in a moshpit

Being the boss got me feeling exhausted

Young me used to have a dream but I lost it

Handle my biz no manager though

2012 I was damaged and broke

But I got back up learned to stand on my own

All the way to the top where I’m planning to go

Live my life the only way I know

But it keep getting better though

I just learn to turn my pain to gold

And my supply ain’t running low

I’ve been up and I’ve been down before

But maybe that’s just how it go

I just learn to turn my pain to gold

And my supply ain’t running low

If you, see me coming turn away

Ima, predator like bird of prey

Never, question any word i say

You don’t know me, you can learn today

I ain’t coming out to claim my spot

Don’t give a fuck about no fame I got

Just pull the trigger when I aim the shot

At your head derail your train of thought

Yeah, you better run for the hill

Only move stealth mode when I come for the kill

Been running it for years got em loving it still

Cause this shit is authentic I’m one in a mil

Just disappear than I’m back on my grind

Gotta keep a clear head with these racks on my mind

Try to stand up to the Ripper and I’m snapping your spine

Hit em so hard got em moving backwards in time

Maybe I should dumb it down

Maybe it will get me rich

Flashing all the money that I’m making like a silly bitch

Nah, I’m a man of my word

All around the world where the damage is heard

My competition looking so mad and concerned

So I’m burning rubber on em with no plan to return

And lately I’ve been hella focused but listen

Real life had me feeling broken and distant

Thoughts kinda fucked, I was hoping to fix em

But shit is like trying to sleep with coke in your system

I’ve been down and out, I’ve been stranded alone

Now I got a bunch of money and a family at home

This for anybody learning how to stand on their own

Ima see ya at the top if you planning to go

Live my life the only way I know

But it keep getting better though

I just learn to turn my pain to gold

And my supply ain’t running low

I’ve been up and I’ve been down before

But maybe that’s just how it go

I just learn to turn my pain to gold

And my supply ain’t running low