Jduce_DaPotPirate - Been Thru It All lyrics

Been Thru It All (Got Prov city on fire n***a) (Got Providence on fire, n***a) (Gorillo on the beat, my n***a) (You ain't on the mixtape You ain't on nothing n***a) [Talking] Keep f**ing up man When Im in a groove in the beginning I shoulda did it then sh** always happen You know, but it is what it is, you know Aye [Hook] Man I done been through it all man Money tall, money small man And I'm just tryna ball man Racks in the wall man And my shooters on call man I just want it all man Shooters got that click clack All black with the big strap Shoot first, no chit chat Bullets make ya ribs crack 2 sticks like a Kit Kat And I stack what I get back [Verse 1: Jduce] I remember hard times On the hard grind No 8ths just all dimes n***a Glenham was a cold block I kept the door locked Trapping hard, eating Gold Pot n***a I remember slow days Catching no plays Buying food split it 4 ways When there's was no Molly There was just pills And a 2 for 15 was a good deal Man these n***as know I been snapping I been rapping and these n***as know I been trapping Man you n***as was in math cla** I'm getting trap cash Tryna add and subtract halves Man you stayed at ya momma house On a twin bed no bills saving good bread While I'm hotter than a sauna on the corner while I'm rolling marijuana call your b**h for some good head [Hook] Man I done been through it all man Money tall, money small man And I'm just tryna ball man Racks in the wall man And my shooters on call man I just want it all man Shooters got that click clack All black with the big strap Shoot first, no chit chat Bullets make ya ribs crack 2 sticks like a Kit Kat And I stack what I get back [Hook] Man I done been through it all man Money tall, money small man And I'm just tryna ball man Racks in the wall man And my shooters on call man I just want it all man Shooters got that click clack All black with the big strap Shoot first, no chit chat Bullets make ya ribs crack 2 sticks like a Kit Kat And I stack what I get back [Verse 2: Jduce] Man you n***as better chill I don't wanna drill Car peel, when we squeeze the steal Boy you n***as on a pill you ain't even real And that Molly will get em k**ed Boy this sh** real life And I gotta knife You eating lemme get a slice Free my n***as doing nights Send them a kite Just tell em it'll be aight Man this sh** go ape sh** no fake sh** Just smile while you nod ya head Cooking up in the kitchen, n***a listen Miracle whip just for the bread Residue on the dishes while I'm whipping Skrt, Skrt you can get ahead And you know I gotta zip on the strip And I whip when I flip But you gotta watch for the Feds Nah n***a put ya nose out Blow the smoke out Just tell me what you learned from me They ain't gon give it to you Ain't sh** free you gotta take it of ya earned money Consequences to ya actions while you acting Just know what you doing n***a Or you'll be locked in a box with a lock in ya sock Now a later how I chew it n***a Man you n***as say you running what I'm a run it up, it's like the sun how we coming up Leave you slumped man With the pump man Make em reach like the jump man n***a I don't wanna match up with ya little woods, big blunts no runts man And all you n***as actors non factors And I'm all you n***as stunt man [Hook] Man I done been through it all man Money tall, money small man And I'm just tryna ball man Racks in the wall man And my shooters on call man I just want it all man Shooters got that click clack All black with the big strap Shoot first, no chit chat Bullets make ya ribs crack 2 sticks like a Kit Kat And I stack what I get back X3 Man I done been thru it all man (That slick mix n***a) (That secret sauce n***a)