Going Through Things

Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Ayy, Benjamin, he got Benjamins) Yeah, yeah Look in my eyes, it look like I need to pray, huh Sure hurt inside, but I still smile in your face, huh I wanna cry, but I can't let you see me cry I wanna die, but I can't go until I know you good It was all love, then niggas hated, but I knew they would It be all fun gettin' faded 'til you got addicted The system really prejudiced and racist, but they call it business Police kill a nigga, call another police as the witness Homie kill a nigga, we do twenty on a joint sentence (yeah) This where we gon' let the choir sing, it's a joint sentence I would pray for change, but ain't no change comin' I would pray for rain, but I don't want to change my fit I would say her name, but I don't wanna chase that bitch Actin' like I ain't gon' be sick, like I hate that bitch Sometimes I be in a mood and I hate that shit (yeah, yeah) Sometimes I just want you and I hate that shit Sometimes my ma think I don't love her, I don't call enough Sometimes my pops think I don't love him, I don't call enough Some of my sisters feel like I don't love 'em, we don't talk too much Some of the homies feel like I don't love 'em, I ain't seen 'em lately I been goin' through things Sometimes I do let the phone ring I know you be worried 'bout me I don't want you to worry 'bout me Yeah, 'cause I be worried 'bout you You know I'd be hurt without you Know I got you (know I got you) Know I got you Even when I'm gone (even when I'm gone) I been goin' through things Sometimes I do let the phone ring 'Cause I know you be worried 'bout me Yeah, I don't want you to worry 'bout me And y'all know I wouldn't give this up for nothin'(yeah, yeah) I done got so famous that I'm famous to my cousins Everybody think I made it, but this shit ain't really nothin' All the times I had to smile when I was so sick to my stomach All the times I said I couldn't and I couldn't, but you ain't believe me All the times I said I would, you said I wouldn't 'cause you couldn't see it Mommy and my daddy both sick, I'm just glad I'm breathin' I smile heavy as f*ck 'cause it ain't easy, but I know they need me I been goin' through things, yeah I'ma be alright, so don't you worry 'bout me Long as I'm breathin', I'ma try to make it easy on you Long as I got it and you need it, you know I'ma come through Runnin', speedin', flyin' Don't you treat me like you don't know who I am Told you I love you and you told me I was lyin' Don't you treat me like you don't know who I am And I been goin' through things (I been going through things) Sometimes I do let the phone ring (let the phone ring) I know you be worried 'bout me (worried 'bout me) I don't want you to worry 'bout me (worry 'bout me) Yeah, 'cause I be worried 'bout you (worried 'bout you) You know I'd be hurt without you (hurt without you) Know I got you (know I got you) Know I got you Even when I'm gone (even when I'm gone) (I've been goin' through things) know, I feel guilty I feel like I don't talk to my mom as much as I should, and it really bother me I hope she always know where my heart is 'Cause, yeah, I don't always feel like I'm doin' enough And my pops, I feel like (I've been goin' through things) I know he goin' through a lot right now And I can't be there for him the way he want me to be there for him So I just, I be feelin' guilty because I know he goin' through so much And it's just helpless, it ain't nothin' I can do I just hope he know I'm always there for him And with all the wrong goin' on in the world, the hardest place to look is in the mirror I hear 'em talk so bad about a nigga and all that shit get passed around I just wonder if it's as hard for them as it is for me Countin' my pockets for they own profit Don't know what I got or what I make, just wonderin' what they could take It's okay, that's what I'm here for It's a lot I notice I notice when I say no, that your care for me often switches focus But it's okay, that's what I'm here for I do know that if roles were reversed and I was down and I was hurt You wouldn't give me your last, you would put your priorities first But it's all good 'cause you know I'd never ask I'd rather go out bad than let you know that I'm on my ass 'Cause in my heart, I know my mills due like wet grass And I'm a hustler, it ain't nothin' for me to get not one bag Everything ain't always what it seems Nightmares often get mistaken for dreams And I don't know what it's like bein' you, but I can tell you it ain't easy bein' me Yeah, the pressure make me stay to myself When y'all call, I don't always answer 'cause I don't always got nothin' good to say Everybody go through they own shit and I don't wanna put my problems on nobody I know y'all worries about me, but I don't want y'all to worry 'bout me Because I'm worried 'bout y'all And I love you with my whole heart Shoot, the ones that love me the most done hurt me the worst But I understand and I forgive, I just hope they forgive me too I been to more funerals than anything And to be absent from the body is to be present with the heart When you die is when everybody get a chance to have you, you know? You know, sometimes I wish I wasn't- You know, sometimes I wish it wasn't gon' be Or it wasn't gon' take that long to get you to understand But, you know, if sooner than later, tell my child who I was through in and through out And make sure they know my love the same as you do Too for real (too for real, too for real) Even when I'm gone