Thru it All

Being a nigga a like me different, you know what I'm saying

I turn you up over here, you know what I'm saying

I be on a different level with this shit

Thru it all, I told em we gon' ball, you know I stand on that

In these circumstances, picture me, this ain't no internet

He flashing all his money on the web, his house I enter that

Took all of his watches and his chains, he want to buy it back

Don't call my phone, with a sad tone, you ain't getting back

Call 12, he hope I go to jail, heard he been a rat

I stuffed all of my pockets with blue hunnids, they can't handle that