[Intro: T-Pain]
Konvict Music
It's time to do it
[Verse 1: T-Pain]
I can't handle all these bills and payments
This stuff is overstressin' me
(But I still gotta do it)
Baby mama put me on them papers
Ain't get nothin for the baby
(But I still gotta do it)
I can't keep on workin' (Keep on workin')
Seems like the whole world's ignorin' me
(But I still gotta do it)
Schemers keep on jerkin' (Keep on jerkin')
Everybody's gettin' more than me
(But I still gotta do it)
[Pre-Chorus: T-Pain]
So pass that drank (Pass that drank)
Pass that 'dro (Pass that 'dro)
It's my life (It's my life)
So what'cha think (What'cha think)
What'cha know? (What'cha know?)
It's alright, and I paid the price, but still—
[Chorus: T-Pain]
I'm goin' through a lot
Sittin' on the block now (Through a lot)
Slangin' out my drop now (Through a lot)
Nobody's helpin' me, whether they see it or not
Goin' through a lot
Hittin' on the cops now (Through a lot)
Wishin' they would stop now (Through a lot)
Nobody's helpin' me, whether they see it or not
Goin' through a lot
[Verse 2: T-Pain]
All this music got me goin' crazy
Can't even concentrate on my family
(But I still gotta do it)
Plus I gotta go through all this family hatred
I don't know why everybody's hatin' me
(But I still gotta do it)
Even one of my homeboys thinkin' that I'm bangin his lady
I don't know why he would think that out of me
(But he gotta go do it)
To all the NappyHeadz: I got you, baby
We 'bout to make it, yes indeed
(And we gon' get through it)
[Pre-Chorus: T-Pain]
So pass that drank (Pass that drank)
Pass that 'dro (Pass that 'dro)
It's my life (It's my life)
So what'cha think (What'cha think)
What'cha know? (What'cha know?)
It's alright, and I paid the price, but still—
[Chorus: T-Pain]
I'm goin' through a lot
Sittin' on the block now (Through a lot)
Slangin' out my drop now (Through a lot)
Nobody's helpin' me, whether they see it or not
Goin' through a lot
Hittin' on the cops now (Through a lot)
Wishin' they would stop now (Through a lot)
Nobody's helpin' me, whether they see it or not
Goin through a lot
[Verse 3: Bone Crusher]
I work a 9-to-5 shawty and they think it's funny
And how they feel that my stress don't count homey
I hit the beat like a cop when I hit the block
Because my baby's gotta eat, I ain't gon' ever stop
I see them laughing at me fo' cause my pants raggedy
And my do' won't shut and my car's shaggy
But I see the future man like I'm Nostradamus
And in my heart all I see is a future star
But in my brain, ain't nothin' but these notes, man
But y'all don't feel my stress, y'all don't understand
The next step is the pistol and it goes down (Yeah)
Mellow it out fat boy, just calm down
And sing your song and sing that song
'Cause God gon' make a way for me to get my hustle on (Hahaha)
[Chorus: T-Pain]
Goin' through a lot
Sittin' on the block now (Through a lot)
Slangin' out my drop now (Through a lot)
Nobody's helpin' me, whether they see it or not
Goin' through a lot
Hittin' on the cops now (Through a lot)
Wishin' they would stop now (Through a lot)
Nobody's helpin' me, whether they see it or not
Goin' through a lot
Sittin' on the block now (Through a lot)
Slangin' out my drop now (Through a lot)
Nobody's helpin' me, whether they see it or not
Goin' through a lot
Hittin' on the cops now (Through a lot)
Wishin' they would stop now (Through a lot)
Nobody's helpin' me, whether they see it or not
[Outro: T-Pain]
Goin' through a lot, through a lot, through a lot
Goin' through a lot, through a lot, through a lot
