Lyrics Been Through It - Saudi, Emtee, Sims

Been Through It

Ekse
Yeah
Me and Saudi we back up in this bitch (Yeah)
Me and Ranks we back up in this bitch (Yeahh)
Me and Sims we back up in this bitch (Yeahhhh)
Whoop
I did a lot of things
Pull up with that thing, 10 yards you know what I mean (yeah)
Lord forgive me for my sins
I did what I did now I got rank in these streets (yeah)
I been through a lot of shit dawg
I been through a lot of shit dawg
I been through a lot of shit dawg
I been through a lot of shit dawg
Went broke for a few days
But today be a new day (it is)
Might just cop some new J’s
Rock em on Tuesday (uh huh)
They tell me what would you say
Better yet move say (uh huh)
Lames is too fake (uh huh)
I only wild?
(huh)
Wake and bake in the morning
The money be calling (the money be calling)
I’ma do this shit till I’m laid in the coffin
With the gang yeah we splittin the profit (yeah)
Wake and bake in the morning
The money be calling (the money be calling)
I’ma do this shit till I’m laid in the coffin
With the gang yeah we splittin the profit (yeah)
That bitch u on rogue where u hit back
Don’t trust that girl take all your love back
Don’t trust her she confess all your business
I know everything that you thinking
Can’t cuff her she ain’t Jada Pinkett
But you know I won’t lie to this figure
Finessing she gone let me hit it
I’m the owner I can never quit it
I done bought all of my Dawgs to my hood
S. A. P. S trying to be S. P. C. A (they cuffing us)
No I’m not sny’ing right now bitch I get a suit test
I might need a PA (I'm luxury)
And you know i bought all them drugs and em girls
And I use em on a daily basis (on a daily)
No face no case, young niggas high out of space (Yeah)
I did a lot of things
Pull up with that thing, 10 yards you know what I mean (yeah)
Lord forgive me for my sins
I did what I did now I got rank in these streets (yeah)
I been through a lot of shit dawg
I been through a lot of shit dawg
I been through a lot of shit dawg
I been through a lot of shit dawg
Did a lot of things in the streets
George of the jungle I climbed on the trees
Graduated, I have ran now
I got the db from the streets
Lord forgive me for my sins
I believe when enough is enough
Don’t you come to a fight with a knife
I been through a lot of shit
Spiking?
jump?
on me
I got sip though (sip sip)
If its not about the money then tell me my nigga what you really in it for
Prrr prrr that’s the trap phone
Money calling nigga I’m gone (skrr skrr)
You gotta wake up and be a zebra
You gotta earn your stripes, work hard
These streets go hard, go hard
Lord forgive me for my sins
I’m just tryn’a live
Just tryn’a fuck up the scene
I got a dream like Martin King yah ah
Living lovely privately will never publicize it
Told my brody get the stick don’t let em catch you lurking
Rather lie you not pain
Diamond and a hearse
I came from the mud
Then I got my chain
Move to the North, I had to adapt
Mama be proud I got me some guap
I never had this, I never had that
This why the songs got to be severe
Circle small if you ain’t gang you can’t come near
That’s the drill
I did a lot of things
Pull up with that thing, 10 yards you know what I mean (yeah)
Lord forgive me for my sins
I did what I did now I got rank in these streets (yeah)
I been through a lot of shit dawg
I been through a lot of shit dawg
I been through a lot of shit dawg
I been through a lot of shit dawg