Through The Day

(album: Hood 2 Hollywood - 2019)

Uh, they gon' feel me, every part
Uh, oh my God ([?])

Oh shit (Yeah), I'm getting hella lit (Uh-uh-uh)
Remember me toting sticks
Rough times, I was really going through it
I stack for the better, I ain't blowing through it (Oh, no)
I lost my nigga, turned my stomach upset (Oh)
Oh my God, I'm pissed
Let's load up and spin, yeah (Oh my God)
We ain't come to play
If 12 pull up on us, it's [?]
On the block shooting dice, do it through the day
Gotta say on my grind and get out the way (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Before it got sunny, was in the rain
How can you be judgin'? Don't know my pain
I'm pulling his card, that boy a lame
I done leveled up, I ain't the same (Yeah, yeah)

They was giving me fake love and I swear that I couldn't see it (I couldn't see it)
Nobody got me hard, got myself in it, wonder why a nigga conceded (Oh my God)
I'm from a place where a nigga aced, they don't pay up, then he get to bleeding (Bah)
Girls be on Facebook, claim they love a nigga, but in real life they be cheating (No, no, no)
She running me down for dick, I don't understand, she got her own man (Oh-oh)
Boys in the hood, trapping for the temporary, got money, it made me a plan (Yeah)
Just bought a new chain, I was up in Memphis, he reach for it, I'ma cut off his hand
The person you love in a bad position, you can't help, the real understand (Oh my God)
[?] it was storm, but I was dodging, so, nigga, I kept glowing (I kept glowin')
Used to tell me that my music was trash, but I ain't care so I kept going (That was the right step)
Phone call made my heart drop, but somehow my lines had kept flowing
Told my nigga, "Don't go with a bitch," then saw her with opps, now look, I'm so heroic (Oh-oh)
Save me from all these bad vibes (All these bad vibes)
Tryna snake me from my blindside (From my blindside, oh my God)

Oh shit, I'm getting hella lit (I'm getting hella lit)
Remember me toting sticks
Rough times, I was really going through it (I was really going through it)
I stack for the better, I ain't blowing through it (I ain't blowing through it)
I lost my nigga, turned my stomach upset (Yeah, yeah)
Oh my God, I'm pissed
Let's load up and spin, yeah
We ain't come to play
If 12 pull up on us, it's [?]
On the block shooting dice, do it through the day
Gotta say on my grind and get out the way (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Before it got sunny, was in the rain
How can you be judgin'? Don't know my pain (How can you be judgin'?)
I'm pulling his card, that boy a lame
I done leveled up, I ain't the same (I ain't the same)

My mama, she going through rough times, on my grind, I gotta save her (I gotta save her)
Got Candy calling me, she wanna fuck, I can't do it, not now or later (Not now or later)
I was snapping my fingers and singing songs, let my anger go as a gator
And it's my fault for depending on people I knew wouldn't do me a favor (I knew wouldn't do me a favor)
I be checking niggas like I'm owning Nike
I got Glizz in the V steady moving spicey (Bah, bah)
Not controlling his bitch 'cause she claim she like me
I could never be T, I can't do no timing (Oh)
I'm getting big and I'm getting better
Pressure, bust pipes, I'm applying pressure
I heard she a eater so I had fed her
And I never need braze to use Beretta's (Bah)

I'm getting chills
My life getting real (Oh)
My life was down the hill
Now it's going up the hill (Oh-oh)
I'm getting chills
My life getting real (Oh-oh)
My life was down the hill
I was sad, you ain't feel for me
I was sad, you ain't feel for me (I was sad, you ain't feel for me)
I was sad, you ain't feel for me (Oh-oh)
Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Through the day (Oh my God)