[Intro: Future]
I don't never feel pain, cause I done felt too much pain
Money goin in the rain, blood flowing through my veins
I'm just doing my thing, get money, babygirl, gold chains
I don't never feel pain, cause I done felt too much pain
Standing in the rain, blood flowing through my veins
I ain't never did a thing, getting money, rocking chains
We'll never feel the same, we the thugs in the game
I don't never feel pain

[Verse 1: Pusha T]
18 wheeler gorillas
Black with gold chains, pitch bird like steelers
Hines Ward of the crime lords [bad word] through this money screaming "Encore"
Spending nights with the prime [bad word] 
But that's the [bad word] that you're blind for
Celebrating on a whim, [bad word] 
Pain is Pac above the rim, [bad word] 
My [bad word] rock a bigger gem, niggas
Cause she was there when it was dim, [bad word] 
She wasn't [bad word] none of them niggas
So now we're even like a hem, [bad word] 
Put your freedom over failure
Tryna find my Griselda
Might as well, they gon' nail ya
Momma screaming like Mahalia
Pain is love and it's war
Pain [bad word] out of raw
Pain is finding out you're poor
As the feds knock at your door

[Hook: Future]
I dont never feel pain, cause I done felt too much pain
Been around here, standing in the rain, blood flowing through my veins
I'm just doing my thing, getting money, rocking tons of gold chains
I dont never feel pain, cause I done felt too much pain
I'm just standing in the rain, blood flowing through my veins
I'm just doing my thing, getting money, rock a hundred gold chains
Million dollars on one gold ring

[Verse 2: Pusha T]
Pain is joy when it cries
It's my smile in disguise
It's what makes the story chilling
Spare the women and the children
Hear the scribbles of the villain (yeahuh)
This is [bad word] dealer brilliance *siren*
Pyrex on the platter like hot 
But my tribe don't quest like love
Pain in this [bad word]  with a mask and a glove
And a team of lawyers [bad word] the train on the judge
It's no risk without gain
It's no [bad word] without shame
It's no us without 'Cain
Push, my name is my name
In the kitchen with a cape on, apron
Tre-eight on, coulda been Trayvon
But instead I chose Avon
Powder face like a geisha
Arm & Hammer for the breakup
Turn one into two, watch the brick kiss and makeup
It's a match made in heaven
All that's missing is the reverend
All that's missing is a blessing
I hope God gets the message

[Hook]