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T-Pain( Faheem Rasheed Najm )
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Going Thru A Lot
Lyricist:Wayne Hardnett, Faheem Rasheed Najm
Konvict Muzic, it's time to do it
I can't handle all these bills and payments This stuff is overstressin' me but I still gotta do it Baby mama, put me on them papers And get nothing for the baby but I still gotta do it
I can't keep on working Seems like the whole world's ignoring me but I still gotta do it Schemers keep on dirking Everybody's getting more than me but I still gotta do it
So pass that drag, pass that dro, it's my life So what you think, what you know? Yes, alright and I paid the price but still I'm
Going thru a lot, sittin' on the block now Thru a lot, slangin' out my drop now Thru a lot, nobody's helping me, whether they see it or not
Going thru a lot, I'm hittin' on the cops, now Thru a lot, wishin' they would stop now Thru a lot, nobody's helping me, whether they see it or not Going thru a lot
All this music got me going crazy Can't even concentrate on my family but I still gotta do it Plus, I gotta go through all this family hatred I don't know why everybody's hatin' me but I still gotta do it
Even one of my homeboys thinking that I'm bangin' his lady I don't know why he would think that outta me but he gotta go through it To all the nappy headz I got you, baby We 'bout to make it, yes indeed and we gon' get through it
So pass that drag, pass that dro, it's my life What you think, what you know? Yes, alright and I paid the price but still I'm
Going thru a lot, sittin' on the block now Thru a lot, slangin' out my drop now Thru a lot, nobody's helping me, whether they see it or not Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
Going thru a lot, hittin' on the cops now Thru a lot, wishin' they would stop now Thru a lot, nobody's helping me, whether they see it or not Going thru a lot
I work a nine to five, shawty and they think it's funny And how they feel that my stress don't count, homie I hit the beat like a cop when I hit the block Because, my baby's gotta eat, I ain't gon' never stop
I see them laughin' at me fo 'cuz my pant's red And my do' won't shut and my car's shabby But I see the future, man, like I'm Nostradamus And in my heart all I see is a future star
But in my brain ain't nothing but these notes, man But y'all don't feel my stress, y'all don't understand The next step is my pistol and it goes down Wiggle it out, fat boy, just calm down
And sing this song and sing that song 'Cause God gon' make a way for me to get my hustle on
Going thru a lot, sittin' on the block now Thru a lot, slangin' out my drop now Thru a lot, nobody's helping me, whether they see it or not
Going thru a lot, hittin' on the cops, now Thru a lot, wishin' they would stop now Thru a lot, nobody's helping me, whether they see it or not
Going thru a lot, sittin' on the block now Thru a lot, slangin' out my drop now Thru a lot, nobody's helping me, whether they see it or not
Going thru a lot, hittin' on the cops, now Thru a lot, wishin' they would stop now Thru a lot, nobody's helping me, whether they see it or not
Going thru a lot, thru a lot, thru a lot Going thru a lot, thru a lot, thru a lot
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