"What Im Going Thru" lyrics

Yeah, yeah (Hey, Deeski, I like this one)

I know I'm fuckin' up, I feel my conscience leavin' me
I'm doin' what I know be wrong 'cause this shit crazy in the street
Pray to God he save my soul, I kiss my Draco 'fore I sleep
Niggas soft, shit got hard, they fold, so all this shit fall on me
Wish that I could be with my bros dressin' good and eatin' nice
But every time my brother call my phone, I gotta press a five
Damn, they got my nigga locked inside, I'm tryna stretch a pie
Tryna make sure everybody strapped, it got me stressin' out

My nigga Roc got locked, this shit got hot, it really showed a lot
I be off the drugs to heal this pain, I'm rappin', dozin' off
Had to cut my nigga off, hoes come 'round, he like showin' off
Niggas tried to judge me for my past, but they don't know me now
You was my bro, you said you loved me, gotta show me now
Shit been goin' fast, I can't let one of these niggas slow me down
Niggas see that bag and then get mad and try to take you off
I see why niggas jealous, I'm the one who really takin' off
Get lonely at the top, the industry been tryna take my soul
I get out my mind and body, tryna take control
You could give them boys your all, they still gon' ask for more
Niggas keep sellin' out for dough and that shit gettin' old

I know I'm fuckin' up, I feel my conscience leavin' me
I'm doin' what I know be wrong 'cause this shit crazy in the street
Pray to God he save my soul, I kiss my Draco 'fore I sleep
Niggas soft, shit got hard, they fold, so all this shit fall on me
Wish that I could be with my bros dressin' good and eatin' nice
But every time my brother call my phone, I gotta press a five
Damn, they got my nigga locked inside, I'm tryna stretch a pie
Tryna make sure everybody strapped, it got me stressin' out