Go Through Hell
Holy Jesus
What is that?
What the fuck is that?
Stay honest to yourself
Go through hell
You don't need no help
Stay honest, stay honest
You don't need no help
I passed the test of patience now I'm in your girlfriend's playlist
I skated past the nameless on my way to grasping greatness
They laughed right in our faces when we started chasing famous
Just a wasted phase of racing to the greatest stages
I said my funds a lil chubby stopped going for runs
Only bars I was raising was the quality of songs
So I lift another one y'all are rapping bout a gun
But the only shooter you know comes with some rum, god damn
Stay honest to yourself
Go through hell
You don't need no help
Stay honest to yourself
Go through hell
You don't need no help
Stay honest to yourself
Go through hell
You don't need no help
Stay honest to yourself
Go through hell
You don't need no help
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Aye, aye, aye, working on a come up
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Aye, aye, aye, tryna make a dollar
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Aye, aye, aye, working on a come up
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Aye, aye, aye, tryna make a dollar
Shit, get the fucking bag, quick
Get the fucking bag
Shit, they're coming
Let's go man, let's get the fuck outta here
Huh
I take a step back just to look at you lames
And then I text my friends back and I cancel the plans
I got a long road ahead of me, I'm heading for fame
Got a thing for change, and you like staying the same
No distractions, you keep on telling me shit I'm never asking
I'm never lacking, moving forwards never backwards
Write the truth about myself while you others stay capping
You disasters, you have to want that thing that you're after
Go through hell just to get like you really fucking had to
I ain't @ you, I don't want you triggered getting mad, dude
It doesn't matter where you are, they still gonna blast you
Harass you, go through hell, be yourself
Stay honest to yourself
Go through hell
You don't need no help
Stay honest to yourself
Go through hell
You don't need no help
Stay honest to yourself
Go through hell
You don't need no help
Stay honest to yourself
Go through hell,
You don't need no help
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Aye, aye, aye, working on a come up
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Aye, aye, aye, tryna make a dollar
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Aye, aye, aye, working on a come up
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Aye, aye, aye, tryna make a dollar, yee
What is that?
What the fuck is that?
Stay honest to yourself
Go through hell
You don't need no help
Stay honest, stay honest
You don't need no help
I passed the test of patience now I'm in your girlfriend's playlist
I skated past the nameless on my way to grasping greatness
They laughed right in our faces when we started chasing famous
Just a wasted phase of racing to the greatest stages
I said my funds a lil chubby stopped going for runs
Only bars I was raising was the quality of songs
So I lift another one y'all are rapping bout a gun
But the only shooter you know comes with some rum, god damn
Stay honest to yourself
Go through hell
You don't need no help
Stay honest to yourself
Go through hell
You don't need no help
Stay honest to yourself
Go through hell
You don't need no help
Stay honest to yourself
Go through hell
You don't need no help
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Aye, aye, aye, working on a come up
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Aye, aye, aye, tryna make a dollar
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Aye, aye, aye, working on a come up
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Aye, aye, aye, tryna make a dollar
Shit, get the fucking bag, quick
Get the fucking bag
Shit, they're coming
Let's go man, let's get the fuck outta here
Huh
I take a step back just to look at you lames
And then I text my friends back and I cancel the plans
I got a long road ahead of me, I'm heading for fame
Got a thing for change, and you like staying the same
No distractions, you keep on telling me shit I'm never asking
I'm never lacking, moving forwards never backwards
Write the truth about myself while you others stay capping
You disasters, you have to want that thing that you're after
Go through hell just to get like you really fucking had to
I ain't @ you, I don't want you triggered getting mad, dude
It doesn't matter where you are, they still gonna blast you
Harass you, go through hell, be yourself
Stay honest to yourself
Go through hell
You don't need no help
Stay honest to yourself
Go through hell
You don't need no help
Stay honest to yourself
Go through hell
You don't need no help
Stay honest to yourself
Go through hell,
You don't need no help
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Aye, aye, aye, working on a come up
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Aye, aye, aye, tryna make a dollar
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Aye, aye, aye, working on a come up
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Aye, aye, aye, tryna make a dollar, yee
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Writer(s): Nick Bee
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