Been Through It

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500 shells in the rifle Even when you doing good read the Bible We live forever young, no suicidal Two middle fingers up to my rivals (fuck y'all) I been through it, I been through it I won't do it again, but my first M, I blew it I don't do tit for tat, I get to it All my cars just for no farmers, no Buick Fuck nigga cross me I trapped in the crosses, I'm trippin' like Kobe had crossed me I gotta keep cool cause karma will cost me I used to love her but she lied, so she lost me Spent a 20 right in Neiman's Pay no attention, got pulled over speeding Thank God it wasn't on me and l'm breathing Call mom's and told her | love her and I mean it Brand new Margiela's on my feet My Glock don't jam so l damn couldn't cheat Cookie bag's for the fam let 'em eat (cook) I don't sell grams, you can get it by the key I been fuckin' since a youngin (swear) Bricks in the attic stash money in the dungen Buss it down, break it down, beat it with your bunions Hustle be 100 and you make a lot of hunnids (swear) My L's in the past, I'm a winner I feel good, good wood, when l'm with her Chickens for the low and the tenders came tender She suck cash out whatever you can send her (flippa) Whatever you can send her My ice real, your's cloudy, let it simmer (watch it) Diamonds shine bright, sunlight watch it shimmer I just got the Bimmer back and niggas acting bitter (650) 50k stuffed in my Balmain's Buy a new bag for my main thang In the bando get paid when the door swang I'm a millionaire now from a no name(Flippa!) 500 shells in the rifle Even when you doing good read the Bible We live forever young, no suicidal Two middle fingers up to my rivals (fuck y'all) I been through it, I been through it I won't do it again but my first M, I blew it I don't do tit for tat, I get to it All my cars just for no farmers, no Buick Whenever we fuck, suck it right, don't chew it (suck it) Catch me out, don't press nigga, I'ma lose it Your bitch like my music Hit her ride the cue stick All my niggas got it, say you havin', then prove it (have it) Too many M's make me say wow I bought a personal truck loaded comes now Meet the plug think the bricks came from a cow Bitch i'm in Bogota still tryna get the lounge (swear) I been havin', if you really know me I keep it 3k in Cali with Oakland I'ma get some plays in the station like I'm Sony No lies, got mob ties will tie you pepperoni Me Sauce and me since ain't no sauce Cash got so big, I think last like I lost (what else?) You steal the sauce like I'm cooking a broth (cookin) I do still stagger, still feel like I ain't enough (woah) Gotta thank God for it all I need hot minutes, top dollar for exhaust Gave momma ten and a more, so she could ball Get the jewelery 100 plus every time we call (whoa) 500 shells in the rifle Even when you doing good read the Bible We live forever young, no suicidal Two middle fingers up to my rivals (fuck y'all) I been through it, I been through it I won't do it again but my first M, I blew it I don't do tit for tat, I get to it All my cars just for no farmers, no Buick Fuck nigga cross me I trapped in the crosses, I'm trippin' like Kobe had crossed me I gotta keep cool cause karma will cost me I used to love her but she lied, so she lost me I been through it, I been through it I won't do it again but my first M, I blew it Whatever you go through, you strong, you get through it They tried to count me out, close the door, I ran through it Flippa!