What You been thru (feat. YBR JU & IBO)

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Moonie Houston

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I'm sick of your shit too, JT
YBR man
Young, Bag Runners. Bag Runners
Hey Mike, what's up,

We Bag Runners
You know it's only two members in this shit, man
Bag Runners. We Bag Runners
Bag Runners. We Bag Runners

We YBR
Bag Runners. We Bag Runners
What you been through
I done witnessed shit that a real cook a nigga Mental

Mama asked her baby boy like, son, what you get into
He said he bustin' brains and makin' chains, slidin' in rentals
Ay, Jew
Yo

Ay, what you into
I'm into these business moves and puttin' food on menus
Mama said she need me in some shit I gotta tend to
Got a business meeting, blowin' dope up in a Venue

Ay, what you got on
Amiri Runners
Coast to coast, I'm trippin' up like Russi on the Thunder
Got the thunder, sometimes I wonder how I keep from goin' under

It might be chosen for me
My story wasn't wrote in for me
It was golden for me
Late nights, it was bad dreams, so I stayed up

Hard times never fazed us
It just made us
I can get on and talk about this trap shit, but I'm just gon' talk about the struggle
All of my niggas be rappin' and hustlin'

All of my niggas try bubble
Most of my niggas, we come from the bottom
The other ones come from the gutter
Gotta give mama a house on the hill

And gotta get one for my brother
Gotta get one for my niece
I remember late nights, it was bad
Bailey had dinner to eat

Now and when they see a young nigga in the field, Balenci, my cliques
Everybody around me too fed
Why we all throwin' my feet
Steakin' the lobster on me

What you been through
I den witness shit that a real cook a nigga meantal
Mama asked her baby boy, like, son, what you get into
He said he bustin' brains and makin' chains, slidin' in rentals

Ay, JU, yo
Ay, what you into
I'm into these business moves and puttin food on menu
Mama said she need me in some shit I gotta tend to

Got a business meeting, blowin' dope up in the venu
Check
Get money like Keith
Hit him with the Draco

Leave his ass sleepy
Niggas is mad cause niggas can't beat me
Yeah, I'm the realest from P.G
Cap Heights Wayne

Rest in peace
I'm still in the Heights sellin Ebs
Countin' the money like niggas in DC
Steppin' on toes like them niggas from Greenleaf

I got that water
It's Fiji
It's crunch
You don't believe me

Get you 100 and fifty before you come and see me
Niggas been down there with three B's
I'm a chemist
I'm mixin' myself

Thinkin' it's hard, but really, it's easy
Hot niggas
not allowed on GP
Blow him up

Leave him leaky
Hope in November they free me
I got Coco in the streets and they need me
Fucked up, but they did the feezy

That was my plug, young nigga
Rest easy
They gon' put this on repeat
I swear on all I hear, I keep heat

No match
They can see me be beefin'
What am I high for
Niggas that's cheatin'

I pull up and jump
I squeeze
They can show that you dead
I'm leavin'

All they hearin' is my tire screechin'
And people in the block screamin'
I'm a motherfuckin' demon
Catchin' bodies even when I'm dreamin'

Really, I'm wanna
Make sure you're not breathin'
Yeah, I'm a killin'
There ain't no secrets

That gun on my skirt it like seamen
They askin', what is the reason
Why did he do it and why is he bleedin'
Don't tell her no speakin'

They askin', what is the reason
They askin', what is the reason
Don't tell her no speakin'
They askin', what is the reason

They askin', what is the reason
Why did he do it and why is he bleedin'
Don't tell him no speakin'

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