Been Thru It All Pook Paperz (Ft. PnB Rock)
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[Intro: Pook Paperz]
Feel my pain, Rock! (Oh yeah) Paperz!
Real nigga, street approved, cut different
[Chorus: PNB Rock] (2x)
You know I've been thru it all (shootouts)
Speed chases from the law (no crib)
You know I could never fraud
Lost money, lost bitches, lost friends, lost feelings
My nigga, you know I've been thru it all
[Verse 1: Pook Paperz]
Let me tell you bout my life and all the places that I've been
And why I've been at placements, been in prisons; in the pen
Shit was so real, it's no way I could pretend
And we was fucked up, it's no way I couldn't sin
See, my pop left my mom when she was pregnant
It made her bitter, we moved a lot when I was young
We barely kept the rent up
Boiled hot water to take a bath in the winter
And plenty times them stamps would land we ate sleep for dinner
I remember one Christmas, we ain't even put a tree up
We just got some candy in a sock for us to eat up
Hand-me-downs from my cousin Shawn just to keep up
And, everyday, me and Vern took that walk of shame to the park
For a free lunch
Growing up, I seen some things you prolly was used to
And yeah I had to spinning top, the other kids had scooters
Paperz, I rap about pain cuz I've been thru it
And thinkin' bout them hard times, just turned my heart cooler
Feel my pain, Rock! (Oh yeah) Paperz!
Real nigga, street approved, cut different
[Chorus: PNB Rock] (2x)
You know I've been thru it all (shootouts)
Speed chases from the law (no crib)
You know I could never fraud
Lost money, lost bitches, lost friends, lost feelings
My nigga, you know I've been thru it all
[Verse 1: Pook Paperz]
Let me tell you bout my life and all the places that I've been
And why I've been at placements, been in prisons; in the pen
Shit was so real, it's no way I could pretend
And we was fucked up, it's no way I couldn't sin
See, my pop left my mom when she was pregnant
It made her bitter, we moved a lot when I was young
We barely kept the rent up
Boiled hot water to take a bath in the winter
And plenty times them stamps would land we ate sleep for dinner
I remember one Christmas, we ain't even put a tree up
We just got some candy in a sock for us to eat up
Hand-me-downs from my cousin Shawn just to keep up
And, everyday, me and Vern took that walk of shame to the park
For a free lunch
Growing up, I seen some things you prolly was used to
And yeah I had to spinning top, the other kids had scooters
Paperz, I rap about pain cuz I've been thru it
And thinkin' bout them hard times, just turned my heart cooler
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