Thru Da Worst

Lyrics

[Verse] I gave a inch and you took a mile He try to cross me Dee gon' hunt him down I'm addicted to pills in this shit I'm stuck in my ways, don't know how to quit it Been through the worst of it all I stay on ten, still ball still ball, stand tall They took my brudda, fuck the law They say Dee on camera and that ain't all When Jay died it was hard, I was goin' through withdrawal And this shit too deep just to squash 'Cause if I see that bitch I might lose it I might just crash out, I might lose it You say that's yo' piece, brudda she choosin' The bitch in my passenger, she got an accent We wavin' that stick and that bitch get to flashin' Too many bruddas gone, this shit keep addin' I bought me a mic at 18 started snappin' Thought you had me fooled, you a fool You thought I ain't knew you was doin' me green? Watch me pour the dirty in the clean You said I ain't trust worthy, what you mean? I said I can't trust shit that I see And I said I'm sorry that you feelin' this way You feelin' ashamed, I gave you a shot, you ruined it I think I'm losing it, baby you choosin' it I know you a fool wit' it, but I can't show you in (You know I can't trust shit, lil' baby) (It's hard for me to opеn up type shit) Just tell me that it's rеal, and lie to my face Just tell me that you here, but I know that you ain't Say you real all you want but I'm knowin' you fake She wanna fuck she get slayed I'm fuckin' on hoes to numb the pain I look in the mirror and I'm feelin' ashamed I'm countin' up money in different ways I don't open up, I bottle my pain I'm keepin' it real, I feel ashamed Free Dee out the cell, I'm missin' my shooter I'm hopin' he get out the cage I'm not in the gym, I'm shakin' the weight I'm fuckin' on hoes but I'm countin' up pap' Just give me head first, I'm in a rush I'm late Just give me a chance and I'll show you in Just give it a shot, I'll show you love I been through it all, but I stand tall stand tall And they took my brudda, fuck the law I'm so tied in, tied in I'm so sick of cryin' and lyin' (On my drugs I'm relyin') Fuck a 9-5 clockin' in I'm tryna get rich wit' my bruddas We makin' it out the gutter You wanna cross me Then you better look both ways, lil' brudda [Outro] (Look both ways pussy)