GOING THROUGH IT (feat. SHO NUFF)

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LOSIANO

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We all go through some shit, with a story to tell
Some waiting on a check, while others getting mail
It's all just a test, will you pass or fail
Life is what you make it maine, you in Heaven or Hell

I said my mule want to mingle, so yeah y'all can kiss my ass
School you on a lingo, better listen in class
At the end there's a test and everybody won't pass
The secret, get up off your ass and go and get that cash
History repeats itself, so see what worked in the past
Now you can do some calculations, hope you good at math
Who you know or what you know, man, I swear it's a science
We weight lifting in gym class, more dumbbells we applying
Do it from the heart, whenever you mess with the art
And keep your lead in the pencil for when the pop quiz starts
We can't stop now, if that lady ain't singing
The palace ain't gleaming, with maids that's cleaning
Ladies that's scheming, I'm laying and screaming
The pain is the screaming
Cages and the planes and the boats and the buses that's skiing
We parasailing, got laws but we slick about where we selling
Every day we put your project on and you're barely mailing
The postmaster getting mailed in
We'll leave it in your mailbox
Tells cop from the hell spot where they sell blocks
Geeks and hell rocks, we hurt niggas and send them the hits that can sell pockets
Tell them to tell the devil who the hell hot

We all go through some shit, with a story to tell
Some waiting on a check, while others getting mail
It's all just a test, will you pass or fail
Life is what you make it maine, you in Heaven or Hell

I wish I didn't exist, I wish that I was a bird
Or a smoke blunt of herb, or the dirt on the curb
I swerve all through the streets with no destination
Contemplating on this creation
My relationship with my lord is getting thinner
I can't help it that I'm a sinner
In a f*ck state of mind, a sick predicament
I'm guilty and I'll admit, I'm far from innocent
Why couldn't it be all average, why a nigga hard have to go through so much damage
As a spice fanatic, a weed addict, a liquor savage
With tendencies to squeeze the automatic on my enemies
It seems I'm losing commandments, if there any newer who abandoned me
And I wish I would've passed that birth, maybe then
I wouldn't have to be, to the fucking end
yeah, yeah, because we all up in some shit
Some on the run from the po po's, and some on the run from bitches

We all go through some shit, with a story to tell
Some waiting on a check, while others getting mail
It's all just a test, will you pass or fail
Life is what you make it maine, you in Heaven or Hell

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