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go thru that - little torment lyrics

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[verse 1: reepz]
couple drillers with me while i’m on the move
i might do a drill now while i’m in the mood
a n*gga tried to shoot but he ain’t follow through
go to war, i’m shooting like jordan when he don’t wanna lose
nine milli or the glizzy, i don’t wanna choose
i watch n*ggas play the fence when they don’t wanna choose
they don’t wanna choose me so i chose me
i put in work for this sh*t, you n*ggas owe me
broad day with this sh*t, you n*ggas know me
selling crack to the addicts, that was scolly
young bull but my status says og
i bought a pistol way before i bought a rollie
a grown man way before i had a goatee
keep playing, they gon’ turn me to the old me
i get busy plus i do it on my lonelies
but shout out grinz, that’s my motherf*cking co*d

[chorus: little torment]
back and forth to jail, i had to go through that
bro stabbed me in the back, i had to go through that
baby mama drama, i had to go through that
i say, “god knows best”, i had to go through that
back and forth to jail, i had to go through that
bro stabbed me in the back, i had to go through that
baby mama drama, i had to go through that
i say, “god knows best”, i had to go through that
[verse 2: little torment]
i had to go through that, my hitta, i can show you packs
how many man the folknem whacked, my hitta, i can show you stacks
i’m a white air ones man but if i ever go to black
funerals, dressed in black, somebody gotta go to that
all the sh*t i had to face, helped my lawyer fight the case
even though i trust in him, i can’t leave it down to him
my little homie’s triggering my ptsd
i’m with them, thinking ’bout the days i used to be on these streets
but i had to go through that, and there’s certain wars i’m still fighting
these d*ckheads think they’re trap gods ’cause they drove up to brighton
this that underdog story, no cap, i can’t lose, akh
i know i’m the opps the pagans talking ’bout in their group chats
i’m the one the streets playing if you’re talking that real rap
i stay close to the streets like a wheel cap
it’s only gun bussers in my circle and some man that off white like virgil
i intend for them to take this sh*t personal

[chorus: little torment]
back and forth to jail, i had to go through that
bro stabbed me in the back, i had to go through that
baby mama drama, i had to go through that
i say, “god knows best”, i had to go through that
back and forth to jail, i had to go through that
bro stabbed me in the back, i had to go through that
baby mama drama, i had to go through that
i say, “god knows best”, i had to go through that

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