Going Thru a Lot (feat. Laz Carta) Video (MV)

Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
I've been going through a lot
I just be wanting to rot
Smoking loud by the pound, sometimes I just want to stop
Fake niggas all around, these niggas want me to flop
All of a sudden they proud, cause I been ballin' too hard
Am I next to blow? (Blow up)
I just want to rap, all the rest can go (Slide)
Every word is C4, the key to go pro, f*ck what we know (What you know though?)
See, I love it, though
"Can't" is a word that just got to go (Let it go)
I'm not with the scholarships, maybe, the honor roll
All about higher roads, even if you got to go
Toe to toe, when there's no where to go, just barely air
Lately, a muthaf*cka barely there, living in a fairy tale (Uh-huh)
Feel like the truth is scarce (Where it at?)
It's all about balance, food for thought
The world don't care if you hungry or not
Though it's harsh to a lot, we starving
Living in a melting pot, not food just hell to watch
Uproot, would you care to stop?
In this booth from a paradox
Small kid with a point to pop
Fully loaded weapon, aimed at the opps
Got to keep 'em guessing, bullet make 'em drop
Trust my intention, homies finna flop
On a paper mission, can't ever stop
Won't ever stop
I've been going through a lot
I just be wanting to rot
Smoking loud by the pound, sometimes I just want to stop
Fake niggas all around, these niggas want me to flop
All of a sudden they proud, cause I been ballin' too hard
I've been going through a lot
I just be wanting to rot
Smoking loud by the pound, sometimes I just want to stop
Fake niggas all around, these niggas want me to flop
All of a sudden they proud, cause I been ballin' too hard
On the come up still peep the serpents, they always lurking
Homie switch up, hiccup for check
Love when you down, hate when you next
Never fold under pressure, yeah
Keep my pace up, race the stakes up
More music, soul infused
Talk yo shit, f*ck a feud
End up on the news
Body bloody from a muthaf*cka tryna be somebody
Respect is all that you got
When the reaper coming, no receipts afterlife
Secrets of this nation
Lust, greed, and temptation, yeah
Money on my mind
Got to strive for this vacation, yeah
Where 9 to 5 doesn't occupy my main location (Yeah, yeah)
Time to unwind all my aspirations
Roll a Dutchie for medication
It help to the keep me calm, yeah
Life been doing me wrong
See scars all through my arms, yeah
Someone take me to Mars
I've been going through a lot
I just be wanting to rot
Smoking loud by the pound, sometimes I just want to stop
Fake niggas all around, these niggas want me to flop
All of a sudden they proud, cause I been ballin' too hard
I've been going through a lot
I just be wanting to rot
Smoking loud by the pound, sometimes I just want to stop
Fake niggas all around, these niggas want me to flop
All of a sudden they proud, cause I been ballin' too hard