Download Drake Pain 1993 Ft. Playboi Carti MP3 Free Audio
Pain 1993 is another masterpiece record by the famous Canadian hip-hop rapper, Drake, playboi carti.
Drake, a Canadian rapper, recorded “Pain 1993” for his promotional mixtape Dark Lane Demo Tapes (2020). Playboi Carti, an American rapper, provides guest vocals on it.
During an Instagram live session at the beginning of April 2020, Drake hinted about a collaboration with Playboi Carti by revealing a sample of the song and its name.
The song is an ode to fashion designer Ian Connor, who managed Playboi Carti and previously collaborated with ASAP Rocky and Kanye West. In June 2019, Connor released the track’s first teaser. Drake and Carti’s first joint effort is “Pain 1993.”
HotNewHipHop noted that Playboi Carti “introduces his baby-voiced lunacy to a larger demographic of hip-hop and pop lovers,” while Drake “brings his typical easy delivery.”
The mixtape’s “standout track,” according to Matthew Strauss of Pitchfork, “features a beat that glimmers like sheet metal.”
Carti “hypes Drake for the first half of the new song… Then, when [his] moment] comes, he doesn’t upstage Drake so much,” according to Strauss, who concluded that “Drake and Carti combine their approaches while still bouncing off one other, creating a hybrid that’s distinct but new.”
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Pain 1993 lyrics by Drake, Playboi carti
Yo, Pi’erre, yo, Pi’erre
Ayy, ayy
Niggas ain’t gotta respect
Niggas just gotta accept
I put that top left
I love my crodie to death (Codeine)
Hype Williams, Lil’ X
If you don’t say it direct
Could give a fuck, ayy, yeah, yeah
I put some ice on her hand
I let her take an advance
Shit wasn’t goin’ as planned
I put that shit in the van
She gotta move with her friend
Heard she went back to her man
Give a fuck, ayy
I just put a Wagen in the driveway, you know I did
When I shoot my shot it’s the Kawhi way, it’s goin’ in
Me and lil’ Sicko sittin’ sideways, breakin’ tens
Used to be an antisocial nigga, now I’m makin’ friends
I just got a mansion out in Turks and it’s a beachfront (okay)
If she’s bringin’ four friends I know I’ll hit at least one
Got ’em all tannin’ by the pool and they greased up
Police in my city, man, I keep they pockets greased up (okay)
Me and Capo tryna leave our mark and peace the East up
Ain’t nobody makin’ too much money off the beef stuff (okay)
But I beef a rapper ’cause I’m never with the sweet stuff
Shawty came from Mexico she know she got the sweet stuff
Ayy
Niggas ain’t gotta respect
Niggas just gotta accept (‘cept)
I put that top left (ayy)
I love my crodie to death (Codeine)
Hype Williams, Lil’ X (beep)
If you don’t say it direct (beep)
Could give a fuck, ayy, yeah, yeah
Racks all in my jeans and they Raf Simons (racks in my jeans, okay)
Diamonds all in my teeth, I called up the dentist, yeah (okay)
Got a Goyard bag, I threw them racks in it (my racks, yeah)
Every time I’m home, you know I whip the Bentley (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I just threw these pills in my cup yeah, yeah (just threw these pills, uh)
Shawty just pulled up just to get fucked (shawty just pulled up)
But I only want top, yeah, for sure (only want top)
And I know I’m on top, but I want more (okay)
Remember I used to sleep on the floor (with my, oh yeah)
Now every day I rock Christian Dior (okay, Yohji)
Now every day I gotta pour me a four (lean, lean, lean, lean)
Now every day I gotta pour me a four (lean, lean, lean, lean, okay)
I spent a hundred K last night in New York (yeah, yeah)
I spent a hundred K the next day, I was bored (okay, okay, yeah)
That Lam’ truck got numbers on the board (okay, get it)
Yeah, she keep textin’ my phone, I’ma ignore (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ayy (yeah)
Niggas ain’t gotta respect
Niggas just gotta accept
I put that top left
I love my crodie to death (Codeine)
Hype Williams, Lil’ X
If you don’t say it direct
Could give a fuck, ayy, yeah, yeah