T-Pain ft. Bonecrusher - Goin' Thru Alot Lyrics

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Artist: T-Pain featuring Bonecrusher

Title: Going Thru A Lot

Album: Rappa Ternt Sanga

Year: 2005

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[T-Pain]

Konvict Music

It's time to do it

[T-Pain - Verse 1]

I can't handle all these bills and payments

This stuff is overstressin me (but I still gotta do it)

Baby mama put me on them papers

And get nothing for the baby (but I still gotta do it)

I can't keep on working (keep on working)

Seems like the whole world's ignoring me (but I still gotta do it)

Schemers keep on jerking (keep on jerking)

Everybody's getting more than me (but I still gotta do it)

[Chorus]

So pass that drank, pass that dro, it's my life

So what you think, what you know?

Yes all right and I paid the price, but still I'm

Going thru a lot, sittin on the block now

Thru a lot, slangin out my drop now

Thru a lot, nobody's helping me whether they see it or not

Going thru a lot, I'm hittin on the cops now

Thru a lot, wishin they would stop now

Thru a lot, nobody's helping me whether they see it or not

Goin' thru alot

[T-Pain - Verse 2]

All this music got me going crazy,

Can't even concentrate on my family (but I still gotta do it)

Plus I gotta go through all this family hatred

I don't know why everybody's hatin me (but I still gotta do it)

Even one of my homeboys thinking that I'm bangin his lady

I don't know why he would think that outta me (but he gotta go through it)

To all the nappy headz I got you baby,

We bout make it yes indeed (and we gon get through it)

[Chorus]

[bone Crusher - Verse 3]

I work a nine to five shawty and they think it's funny,

And how they feel that my stress don't count homie,

I hit the beat like a cop when I hit the block,

Because my baby's gotta eat, I ain't gon never stop,

I see them laughin at me fo cuz my pants red,

And my do' won't shut and my car's shabby,

But I see the future man like I'm Nostradamus,

And in my heart all I see is a future star,

But in my brain ain't nothing but these notes man,

But ya'll don't feel my stress ya'll don't understand,

The next step is my pistol and it goes down,

Wiggle it out fat boy just calm down,

And sing this song, and sing that song,

Cause God gon make a way for me to get my hustle on.

[T-Pain][x2]

Going thru a lot, sittin on the block now

Thru a lot, slangin out my drop now

Thru a lot, nobody's helping me whether they see it or not

Going thru a lot, I'm hittin on the cops now

Thru a lot, wishin they would stop now

Thru a lot, nobody's helping me whether they see it or not

Going thru a lot, thru a lot, thru a lot

Going thru a lot, thru a lot, thru a lot