Going Through Sum Sh.. lyrics

[Intro]
Mane when my momma passed away, it sent me to a dark place

[Vocal sample: Lord Infamous, from "Juicy J - Killa Klan"]
I'm into blood baths, I don't fight or punch ya
I'ma hit yo ass with the f*cking rocket launcher
Can you stand the pain, Insane Bounty Hunta
Stomp lumps in ya, punk, till ya unconscious

[Verse 1]
Going through some sh*t real n*ggas only deal with
Life is a b*tch, you still f*ck her on a period
Cold in these streets a n*gga hungry for that meal ticket
Racing for this cash I ain't got no f*cking kill switch
Back against the wall n*ggas plottin' on my riches
Gotta watch these n*ggas I see gators from a distance
Catch and cook they ass, get lil momma make some biscuits
When you come from the Memphis n*ggas eat the competition
Icy ghetto bling n*gga I'm way too luxurious
My weed got diamonds in it I get high and delirious
Black as Eddie Murphy but my joker's way to serious
When bullets get to flying n*ggas start to disappear and sh*t
n*ggas in they feelings you so mothaf*ckin' curious
Bet they be talkin' 'bout me then they say that they be hearing sh*t

[Interlude]
What type of n*ggas is y'all? Shut the f*ck up
[Chorus]
Watch you come around you can't be f*cking with these b*tches
Working with some police man these n*ggas is some piglets
Can't talk on the phone n*ggas out here hearing "click, click"
Moving like a don you ain't running from no heat, heat
Watch you come around you can't be f*cking with these b*tches
Working with some police man these n*ggas is some piglets
Can't talk on the phone n*ggas out here hearing "click, click"
Moving like a don you ain't running from no heat, heat

[Verse 2]
I ain't quick to trust a b*tch, that ain't part of the experience
f*ck 'em fast and furious, point, blank, period
Hoes that's in your business be the ones your n*ggas sleeping with
Fly to get your trust and swallow nuts and get you killed quick
Ain't no time for sucka sh*t, we're no bucket, b*tch boy
If you ain't at the top than you ain't the one they f*cking with
It's rules to this sh*t, keep a chopper and a zip
With extendo smoking indo, out the end zone I don't miss
Kiss my daughter every morning she know daddy out to get
Every time I leave a house I gotta watch out for a snitch
I pulled up in that Hellcat man that b*tch is a witch
I started demon time n*gga I'm three six
You're looking at hood rich, I might take your sh*t
Slap a hating ass n*gga watch him cry like a b*tch
Middle finger mothaf*cka you a hoe and a trick
Tear the f*ckin' club up when this play that sh*t
[Chorus]
Watch you come around you can't be f*cking with these b*tches
Working with some police man these n*ggas is some piglets
Can't talk on the phone n*ggas out here hearing "click, click"
Moving like a don you ain't running from no heat, heat
Watch you come around you can't be f*cking with these b*tches
Working with some police man these n*ggas is some piglets
Can't talk on the phone n*ggas out here hearing "click, click"
Moving like a don you ain't running from no heat, heat