Through It All ft. D.Floyd Lyrics

Tell what you wanna do, we can get it done

A hustler's wife my momma knew what could become her son

My nigga facing 20 beat it and he never sung

Kept in stride is like my nigga got the iron lung

Seen a light show in the street, shit can come alive

Glock in a giving spirit, Feliz Navidad

When surrounded by the walls you gotta climb it out

Cause when the pressure come, nigga, you find out what you really bout

Your life at a stand still, struggle to figure out

If you right hand his real, if shit go left is he standing stout

Lone talent like Brad Beal, no one else to close it out

Ain't no Wall there to conceal all the holes that need filling out

This game is valleys and mountains, you just gotta ride it out

Can't stand niggas whining and pouting instead of just grinding out

Run the game up and down, yeah, I fuckin' said it

I got it out the mud and from the ground so give me credit

Smoking plenty herb in my system and wrote the realest heard in a sentence, Against all odds

Up in the studio getting lifted, representing for realest living, 21 gun salute

Smoking plenty herb in my system and wrote the realest heard in a sentence, Against all odds

Up in the studio getting lifted, representing for realest living, 21 gun salute

Peep me, I take this war shit deeply

Done seen too many real niggas fall to let some bitch niggas beat me, fuck it

I'm Makaveli in the two-seater, I'm thuggin'

So much more than how you see em I'm covered

This was gifted, remember I'm that nigga who did it

State to state before it paid, I'm that nigga who lived it

I hear em taking bout the life but they ain't get it yet

Still I get respect, ain't wins in that

Ain't a nigga that's alive who done did what I done

Derrick Rose, niggas know I'm here as the one

Hit a drought, washed em out but I been before, for sure

Inventory little shorty that get you the store

Or get a hustle, make it double then triple the score

Take the profits then you box it and put it in a war

Something bout taking a lose that can add to your life

Quarter million for the feeling and handle it right

Smoking plenty herb in my system and wrote the realest heard in a sentence, Against all odds

Up in the studio getting lifted, representing for realest living, 21 gun salute

Smoking plenty herb in my system and wrote the realest heard in a sentence, Against all odds

Up in the studio getting lifted, representing for realest living, 21 gun salute

Never trust a nigga with no back and bone

I'm 10 down going hard, you know I stand alone

Don't ask me bout the lyrics that you hear in all my songs

You wanna see me, nigga bring it we can box along

Dead beats and snitch niggas what I don't condone

Real niggas and time bidding, they done came and gone

Can't trust a nigga with no code if it ain't never shown

They be claiming that they be the realest but they never rode

Alotta niggas talk, alotta niggas active

Alotta niggas walk and some niggas wishing what happened

Alotta niggas bark, a lot about the action

It's niggas waiting in the dark that be eager to grab you

Knew some niggas that coulda passed as my other brother

Time robbed us now we barely even know each other

I still forever love him, I never stood above him

I blame circumstance for losing niggas in the jungle

Smoking plenty herb in my system and wrote the realest heard in a sentence, Against all odds

Up in the studio getting lifted, representing for realest living, 21 gun salute

Smoking plenty herb in my system and wrote the realest heard in a sentence, Against all odds

Up in the studio getting lifted, representing for realest living, 21 gun salute