Young Scooter - Threw So Much lyrics

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Young Scooter - Threw So Much lyrics

(feat. Lil Phat) [Hook x2 - Young Scooter:] I done been through so much sh** I done been through so much sh** I gotta keep going I done been through so much sh** I done been through so much sh** I gotta stay focused [Verse 1 - Young Scooter:] My life been up and down like a seesaw I gotta thank god for making white raw Some days I stack the bricks and then I pray on them They say I'm wrong for sellin' dope my n***as know I ain't My momma sold dope so why the f** I can't? My daddy wasn't around I'm focused on the bank But thank you for that nut you birthed a millionaire I done been locked up without no bond fair I know OGs that make plays out the wheelchair Transformer cars break down like folding chairs Me and Money Mitch we on a paper trail On every beat I rap I leave a paper trail [Hook] [Verse 2 - Lil Phat:] I gotta stay focused for n***as [?] in the pen Yesterday I went to prison to visit my brother Kenison It's been like three years since I seen my brother Walking back to this free world, dear lord I just wish that you would free my brother Thuggin' in that south side In my mouth got [?] Full of them pills like [?] But we caught 'em you remember All of the times we slung hands dawg We had fun with guns, respect my nine Take the hit, pay the bills Hit the gas, burner steel It's Freebandz and Trel, Scooter tell 'em what it is I'm full of mud, on them Zans It's still smash on sight They tell me to chill I'm like that's my f**in' life [Hook] [Verse 3 - Young Scooter:] I know n***as from the hood like E That live the same life as me Y'all n***as ain't from these streets Y'all n***as ain't touched them corners Y'all n***as ain't seen them pots Y'all n***as ain't ran no block Yo trap ain't never been hot Y'all n***as ain't drop no top Y'all n***as ain't bought no watch Yo clique ain't got no guap Freebandz we swaggin' to the top Y'all n***as don't wanna get shot G4 I'm taking off My whole clique bosses No workers in my circle But everybody workin' We do it for a purpose Count up, wrap the bales in curtains Me and Roc, riding in a Maybach Drinking behind the curtain Get a ten million dollar deal and won't stop serving [Hook]