[Lyric] Through It All (Devin The Ripper)

Tell what you wanna do, we can get it done
A hustler's wife my momma knew what could become her son
My nigga facing 20 beat it and he never sung
Kept in stride is like my nigga got the iron lung
Seen a light show in the street, shit can come alive
Glock in a giving spirit, Feliz Navidad
When surrounded by the walls you gotta climb it out
Cause when the pressure come, nigga, you find out what you really bout
Your life at a stand still, struggle to figure out
If you right hand his real, if shit go left is he standing stout
Lone talent like Brad Beal, no one else to close it out
Ain't no Wall there to conceal all the holes that need filling out
This game is valleys and mountains, you just gotta ride it out
Can't stand niggas whining and pouting instead of just grinding out
Run the game up and down, yeah, I fuckin' said it
I got it out the mud and from the ground so give me credit

Smoking plenty herb in my system and wrote the realest heard in a sentence
Against all odds
Up in the studio getting lifted, representing for realest living
21 gun salute
Smoking plenty herb in my system and wrote the realest heard in a sentence
Against all odds
Up in the studio getting lifted, representing for realest living
21 gun salute
Peep me, I take this war shit deeply
Done seen too many real niggas fall to let some bitch niggas beat me, fuck it
I'm Makaveli in the two-seater, I'm thuggin'
So much more than how you see em I'm covered
This was gifted, remember I'm that nigga who did it
State to state before it paid, I'm that nigga who lived it
I hear em taking bout the life but they ain't get it yet
Still I get respect, ain't wins in that
Ain't a nigga that's alive who done did what I done
Derrick Rose, niggas know I'm here as the one
Hit a drought, washed em out but I been before, for sure
Inventory little shorty that get you the store
Or get a hustle, make it double then triple the score
Take the profits then you box it and put it in a war
Something bout taking a lose that can add to your life
Quarter million for the feeling and handle it right

Smoking plenty herb in my system and wrote the realest heard in a sentence
Against all odds
Up in the studio getting lifted, representing for realest living
21 gun salute
Smoking plenty herb in my system and wrote the realest heard in a sentence
Against all odds
Up in the studio getting lifted, representing for realest living
21 gun salute
Never trust a nigga with no back and bone
I'm 10 down going hard, you know I stand alone
Don't ask me bout the lyrics that you hear in all my songs
You wanna see me, nigga bring it we can box along
Dead beats and snitch niggas what I don't condone
Real niggas and time bidding, they done came and gone
Can't trust a nigga with no code if it ain't never shown
They be claiming that they be the realest but they never rode
Alotta niggas talk, alotta niggas active
Alotta niggas walk and some niggas wishing what happened
Alotta niggas bark, a lot about the action
It's niggas waiting in the dark that be eager to grab you
Knew some niggas that coulda passed as my other brother
Time robbed us now we barely even know each other
I still forever love him, I never stood above him
I blame circumstance for losing niggas in the jungle