Going Through It

Going 'round and 'round

Sex, money, murder

Everyone, sex, money, murder

And it happens again and again

Bro, just chill out

You got what you had to

Fucking asking me how I am

Yeah, cool, fam

Man, I've been going through it

Been keeping it too real

Man, I've been going through it

I don't wanna talk about it

I don't wanna get into it

Party going stupid soon as I step into it

Ask about me, they tell you I'm one of the best to do it

And I know they don't like me

But they gotta respect the music

Got somethin' in the glove compartment

And I won't pet to use it

She told me her favourite song

Now we just sexing to it

The bass bumping

Turn it up loud, neighbours ain't saying nothin'

Everyday's my birthday

Everyday manna cake cutting

New chain, dripping in water, got the place flooded

Bruce Wayne, top of the building

Man I see them coming

She's got the big back

Look at the jeans busting

Picked her up in a Wraith

Just look at the babe blushing

Said I'll be here at seven o' clock, well now it's eight something

Gotta get more organised, cah fam, I hate rushing

Man, I keep getting caught up

Showing love to everybody

Man, I been going through it, tryna make 'em see the vision

Try to explain myself, that was the worst decision

Thought that I could change the world

Turn me into a villain

Gotta learn to practice silence, follow my intuition

Stayed in the house, phone number off limits

Stress on the brain, complain

But I know that it's all self-inflicted

Man, I gotta take a break

I'm gonna need a minute

Soon as I catch a vibe

Somebody tryna kill it

Boy, stop it

Never seen you putting your hand in your pocket

Time to pay the bill

I know you can't find your wallet

Where were you in the trenches when the opps were tryna bomb it?

Now you're coming around

And niggas tryna get the gossip

I put in the work, get the bag and split the profit

And if I'm honest, I know that I should be modest

But I don't see no competition in the game and I'm pissing on it

If it ain't about the family

Then I'm ghost and that's a promise

Niggas need to wake up

Trust

I blew out the candles

Everybody scream my name

Told me to make a wish

Look at what I became

Look how they look at me

Never gonna be the same

Said they wanna be like me

You don't know what you're saying

Always been a daredevil

Man, I was born from pain

They say ignorance is bliss

But I think that's a shame

Bird Box, you don't wanna see this boy get out in the rain

Stay inside, I'll be fine

Man, I got myself to blame

Man, I've been going through it

Oh my days, what the fuck?

He's not good for you, he's really not

He's a fucking mad head

He's not listening

It's like talking to a brick wall

I'm telling you, he's a fucking mad head