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[intro]
i didn’t know you could do it (808 mafia)
yeah

[chorus]
lotta m’s, i ran through ’em, fast cars, i ran through ’em
bad hoes, i ran through ’em, truckloads, ran through ’em
lotta guns, ran through ’em, fake friends, ran through ’em
hard times, ran through ’em, finish lines, i ran through ’em
lotta m’s, i ran through ’em, fast cars, i ran through ’em
bad hoes, i ran through ’em, truckloads, ran through ’em
lotta guns, ran through ’em, fake friends, ran through ’em
hard times, ran through ’em, finish lines, i ran through ’em

[verse 1]
had to shed a tear, now i’m really here
’cause i faced my fears, and i changed my gears
sh_t on all my haters, turnt up on my peers
everybody left me when i wasn’t thеre to carry ’em
and it took me yеars, but i made a name
i turned my pain to my career, stayed in my own lane
i hit the sport and tilt the rear, fans show me love
they know ’bout trauma, too, so feel me
what my family need, i help ’em get through hard times
back when all them hard times was mine, n0body was near
who the f_ck gon’ tell me what to do? i’m all ears
see me when i shop at saks, i used to shop at sears
runnin’ through that check, we on that big jet to lear
i don’t really flex, but i could bench press for real
we was already worth the bag without the deal
tryna put my team all the way on top of the stairs, self_made millionaire
[chorus]
lotta m’s, i ran through ’em, fast cars, i ran through ’em
bad hoes, i ran through ’em, truckloads, ran through ’em
lotta guns, ran through ’em, fake friends, ran through ’em
hard times, ran through ’em, finish lines, i ran through ’em
lotta m’s, i ran through ’em, fast cars, i ran through ’em
bad hoes, i ran through ’em, truckloads, ran through ’em
lotta guns, ran through ’em, fake friends, ran through ’em
hard times, ran through ’em, finish lines, i ran through ’em

[verse 2]
my big bro got a lotta courage, so i bought him karats
i’m already on, i gotta stay on, i’m preparin’ it
lil’ blood and ’em gon’ find someone to lay on, they be scarin’ me
blessed that i can dictate how my day go, i’m aware of it
we all got 24, get up and get it, that’s how fair it is
really, this sh_t ain’t fair, i’m outta sight, i’m way ahead of them
humble, but i bet n0body play with me, i’m darin’ ’em
with twin ridin’, two .45’s, shoot from both sides, we sharin’ em
i got my g_lock in traffic speedin’, how i’m arrogant
can’t understand what police sayin’ to me like i ain’t american
this money relieve my stress, i must express, express, american
and everything that i did is right on record, but that’s irrelevant

[chorus]
lotta m’s, i ran through ’em, fast cars, i ran through ’em
bad hoes, i ran through ’em, truckloads, ran through ’em
lotta guns, ran through ’em, fake friends, ran through ’em
hard times, ran through ’em, finish lines, i ran through ’em
lotta m’s, i ran through ’em, fast cars, i ran through ’em
bad hoes, i ran through ’em, truckloads, ran through ’em
lotta guns, ran through ’em, fake friends, ran through ’em
hard times, ran through ’em, finish lines, i ran through ’em

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