I Been Thru a Lot (feat. Stige)

I gave it all, is that true or not? (That true or not)
If you came my way, I gave you a shot (I gave you a shot)
Even though my name is straight to the top
What is one truth I live, but it's hard to see through the guap? (The Pushers)

I been through a lot (yeah) and I made it
All thanks up to God (thank you, God)
Niggas hating, 'cause they don't do a lot (nah, nah)
I go crazy (yeah), please don't bait me (yeah)
Trust me baby, I been through a lot (yeah, yeah)
You can't break me, I will never stop (nah)
Why you hate me? I'm just on my job (on my job)
Oh, you don't rate me? (Yeah), think that'll change me? (Yeah)
Must've forgot (what?) I been through a lot

I know that my energy come off really party and free (really party and free)
I been broken not enough to be sorry and flee (to be sorry and flee)
Even though people think I'm full of folly and glee (full of folly and glee)
I sit in the bathroom and I cry, so nobody can see (nobody can see me)

Recluse 'cause people believe all but less truth
Blessed muse have no excuse
Lyin' if I said I never thought of a neck noose
I gave the better of me and made the cheddar
I paid whatever, but ties are made to sever
I guess to say forever is nothin' they could treasure
Differ like suede to leather, people don't stay together

But that's life in a nutshell (yep), less light and enough hell (tight)
But Tech fights, yellin', "Fuck fails"
Not the stressed type 'cause I'm what sells
Because of that fact, I've seen on the jetpack
But I wasn't blessed back in the day how I lived was stuck
Less stacks, you contest that? I don't give a fuck

I been through a lot (yeah), and I made it
All thanks up to God (thank you, God)
Niggas hating, 'cause they don't do a lot (nah, nah)
I go crazy (yeah), please don't bait me (yeah)
Trust me baby, I been through a lot (yeah, yeah)
You can't break me, I will never stop (nah)
Why you hate me? I'm just on my job (on my job)
Oh, you don't rate me? (Yeah), think that'll change me? (Yeah)
Must've forgot (what?) I been through a lot

All the drama that I've been through
People, even those that I'm kin to
I believe it was written
I don't come with any trippin', and I do not pretend to
If it's me, you bring sin to
I'm gonna be the friend who hopefully come cleanse you
If indeed someone ends you
Don't wanna offend the one who comes to avenge you (yeah)

It can't get no tougher, lost blood every time they cut ya (damn)
Deep inside of 'em they know they really trust ya
So why the fuck am I the one that gotta suffer? (Why?)
What did I do wrong? I just supplied the home, but now they loan free justice
I ain't sittin', waitin' by the phone
They think the N9ne is gone, they got the wrong motherfucker

Livin' half a century, I've learned so many lessons (that's right)
To not be caught in the dark, you gotta ask so many questions (word up)
On this label of mine, I don't feel or know any effings
But I know that fear is the thing in life, blockin' so many blessings

I been through a lot (yeah), and I made it
All thanks up to God (thank you, God)
Niggas hating, 'cause they don't do a lot (nah, nah)
I go crazy (yeah), please don't bait me (yeah)
Trust me baby, I been through a lot (yeah, yeah)
You can't break me, I will never stop (nah)
Why you hate me? I'm just on my job (on my job)
Oh, you don't rate me? (Yeah), think that'll change me? (Yeah)
Must've forgot (what?) I been through a lot

I gave it all, is that true or not? (True or not)
I gave it all, is that true or not? (True or not)
I gave it all, is that true or not? (True or not)



Credits
Writer(s): Aaron Dontez Yates, Bernardo Emilio Garcia, Ralfy Valencia, Antonio Alberto Olivera, Tyler Pursel
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