Going Thru It lyrics

by

Sosamann


[Intro: Shy Glizzy]
(Zaytoven)
I've been going through some sh*t
Aw

[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]
Don't ask me why I be with the n*ggas that I be with (Aw)
Or why I ain't posting pictures (Goddamn, Goddamn)
That's 'cause I'm still in the trenches (Yeah)
Don't ask me why a n*gga didn't blow up, or why I didn't show up (What, what)
f*ck all that bullsh*t, I'ma pour up (Pour up)
Going through some sh*t, I've been going through some sh*t (What, what, what)
Lately I've been going through some sh*t (Goin' through it)
I'm going through some sh*t (What, what, what)

[Verse 1: Shy Glizzy]
I think I need to get away my b*tch she need a tan
And I just missed another plate, that mean I lost some M's
I know people have said, I'm sorry if I lost some fans
But y'all plan that sh*t with Ben, so go and take that up with him
But then I told myself, damn I really need some help
Gotta get that wealth, I can't end up on a shelf
Street hottest youngin', make them bad b*tches melt
Style knock 'em out, swag champ, where my belt?
I've been going through it, I've been going stupid
The pack ain't too good, f*ck it I'm still gon' move it
Say they don't like my music, but they still gon' groove it
Got a gun and don't use it, n*gga f*ck is you, stupid?
[Chorus: Shy Glizzy & Boosie Badazz]
Don't ask me why I be with the n*ggas that I be with (Aw)
Or why I ain't posting pictures (Goddamn, Goddamn)
That's 'cause I'm still in the trenches (Yeah)
Don't ask me why a n*gga didn't blow up, or why I didn't show up (What, what)
f*ck all that bullsh*t, I'ma pour up (Pour up)
Going through some sh*t, I've been going through some sh*t (What, what, what)
Lately I've been going through some sh*t (Goin' through it)
(Boosie Badazz, n*gga)
I'm going through some sh*t (What, what, what)
(Don't nobody understand me, man)

[Verse 2: Boosie Badazz]
I've been going through some sh*t, still p*ssin' in a cup
Several people on my place, sometimes I want to get the f*ck
These expressions on my face from diabetes, hard time
On parole still be with my n*ggas charged with hard crime (f*ck it)
Feel like they cursin' me n*ggas promise they gon' murder me
So I keep Black Ricky, his extension is thirty-piece
Baby mamma drama, don't wanna argue I want peace
sh*t, my daughters teenagers hope they don't fall for n*ggas like me
Look, don't even talk to me, I'm in my zone
You gon' talk behind my back when I leave, so leave me alone
Mind your business, make your move, get out my way, keep it pushin'
Real n*ggas go through it 'cause n*ggas pussies
[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]
Don't ask me why I be with the n*ggas that I be with (Aw)
Or why I ain't posting pictures (Goddamn, Goddamn)
That's 'cause I'm still in the trenches (Yeah)
Don't ask me why a n*gga didn't blow up, or why I didn't show up (What, what)
f*ck all that bullsh*t, I'ma pour up (Pour up)
Going through some sh*t, I've been going through some sh*t (What, what, what)
Lately I've been going through some sh*t (Goin' through it)
I'm going through some sh*t (What, what, what)
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