Went Thru It

Young Thug

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    When I was just hustlin' broke, didn't nobody see me through it
    Word to my mother, niggas knew it, but I still went through it
    Snooze, then you lose, guess I snoozed 'cause I still went through it
    Cried 'bout the Bentley coupe, ooh, man, I still went through it
    Now I run my millions up, niggas wonder: How he do it?
    When I run my mills up, can't nobody see me do it
    Last album deal up, labels tryna see me through it
    Shorty put them Ms up, niggas thought he really blew it

    Now I keep an S on my chest, baby
    I saved the world in a dress, baby
    Paranoid, them demons want my flesh, baby
    Fell in love with sippin' the Tech, baby
    I just wanna hustle the best, baby
    Keep the money close, I don't trust, baby
    Run up on me, told you I'm gon' bust, baby
    Tryna keep me goin' when I nut, baby

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    Say you don't love me, better look me in my eyes
    Tried to play me, your face looked surprised
    I told you day one I was gonna find out
    Heard 'bout you sneakin', bringin' niggas in your house
    I feed the block, I make 'em hustle, get your crumbs up
    We know you freaked that little bitch, you can't tongue us
    She broke my heart and basically told me get my lungs up
    Ever since then, I don't love again
    She tried to tell me I wasn't him
    My self-confidence 'bove the rim
    Got a few brothers in the pen
    None of they Green Dots in
    They got chains on and iPhoned up
    Hublots on and they bracelet diamond cut up
    He ready to get it on, don't wanna talk 'bout love
    That blade seven-fifty, shouldn't have ate that up
    Couple niggas with me say they faced that up
    They goin' headfirst, no time to ask what's up, yeah
    That's the definition of you love me and trust me and fuck with me
    The time come, you cryin' and you gone

    Now I keep an S on my chest, baby (ayy)
    I saved the world in a dress, baby (yeah)
    Paranoid, them demons want my flesh, baby (yeah)
    Fell in love with sippin' the Tech, baby (grr, grr)
    I just wanna hustle the best, baby (bitch, I just—)
    Keep the money close, I don't trust, baby (I don't trust, nah)

    Last album deal up, labels tryna see me through it
    Shorty put them Ms up, niggas thought he really blew it

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    Composición: Young Thug Dr. Luke

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