M-1 - Been Through lyrics

[Hook, Raye] I been up, and I been down 'Til you helped me put my feet on solid ground I been rich and I been poor 'Til you showed me that there's so much more [Verse 1, M-1] Look, ayo I'm not supposed to be here, beatin they odds Beatin they charts and graphs, so I'm beatin they god And I'm not the only one, see the drama is common Ask my homey what he been through when he started bombin' He said "don't push me" I done pushed crack c**aine and I done pushed dope in my vein I done sold it to my main man moms too, it's horrible The things we do, in pursuit of the loot Ghetto currency, we was trading food stamps, 7 for 10 So I could chip in on the sac with my man Ghetto clinics give dirty abortions and then Evil scientists pa** out pills and cut foreskins Cut off like orphans in group homes Lost in the system, foster care victims Wards of the state, the more they take, the more they make We tip-toed into a pit of snakes, but wait... [Hook] [Verse 2, Ghostface k**ah) Yo, yo, I been a poor broke n***a in the hood, dusted out Sold blue tops of crack, hid tecs in the couch Had big chains and eagle brace[??], birds all in the state 5,000 diamonds on the face of my dinner plate Been shot, been in the E.R. under false identity Tried a**a**inating Ghost like J.F. Kennedy The Wally Don, stay in the mind, seeing Allah's Qu'Ran I been a wild motherf**er until I'm righteous calm Pop balloons, I slap goons, hit bigs pushin' angeldust f** wildflower b**hes, my life has been dangerous Star studded out, laying on top of the globe Now I carry globes draped out in Rhinestone robes It's the world's greatest, I run through your neighborhood district Me and my Theo goons, we move with the biscuits Ratchet, spit metal lungies like ba*tards And get meal stacks everytime the camera flashes [Hook] [Verse 3, M-1] I been cuffed and stuffed, enough is enough I'm supposed to been gone so I'm calling they bluff Been at gunpoint, heart boom boom boom boom Been running for my life, yo I knew it was doomed Since I been alive, I been hearin these lies Been gone, been back while my homeboys died I been in crackhouse raids, packing a gauge I been from, braids to dreads and dreads to fades I been a music junkie since back in the day Been waking up to Prince went to bed with Maze I been, through the court, looked the judge in the eye Been through the worst days when I wanted to die I been, high off that gray, slingin that yae Mix it with hay, wake til the break of day Been to Botswana felt the Sun on my skin Been to Germany, don't want to do it again [Raye] I been talked about, and I been stoned I been praised, and I been dogged I met all kinds, trampled over this world Still you'll all me, into a different girl Something in the way you make me feel (M-1 - damn it feel good to be alive) Feel (M-1 - no matter what they do, we still survive) Feel (Raye - it makes me feel real) You got the right stuff, and I don't know what Came over me When I looked at your baby, it was so plain to see