Going Through Hell

feat. Mike Posner
 Driving Cadillacs through the ATM
 Trying to make it to Heaven
 So I'm going through Hell
 Nobody knows my pain
 So my cup is full
 I'm trying to make it to Heaven
 So I'm going through Hell
 Fuck this kid, never finished school
 Dad was never home, Mom was missing too
 They just got divorced, (?) the Cosmic Boys
 Argue for some drugs, learn to pass some (?)
 Like Lorena's course, here's my fly goodbye
 Homie's back in jail, I am not surprised
 They gave him a second chance, caught his final strike
 He probably gon' die beside, They just gave him life
 When life's unstable I, try to pray with my
 Prison gettin' heard it, finally keep begging to God
 To show me a way my boss just fired me from a job
 Afraid I'ma deuce my ride, my payments are way behind
 I'm back to selling pills, scared of going to jail
 Fighting with my girl, things are looking bad
 Thinking she fucking her ex and I just whooped his ass
 My knuckles are bleeding all over the dash in my Cadillac
 Hoping that we can meet with (?)
 Try to envision the future but how can I possibly succeed
 My dreams are bleak, I need to go to church
 Hate cause people preach, faith and need believe in Jesus recently
 The Devil won't leave me be
 My lady just told me she pregnant and begging that we can keep The baby that she conceived
 And wouldn't consider the total we gotta get rid of it
 Why are you tripping and acting like you don't remember what we agreed
 Was thinking about myself, selfish and overwhelmed
 I just paid to kill my own one child
 The guilt was setting in, I felt like filth
 These people picked and they decide to spill and saying I'm going to Hell
 But I was just a child, cloudy memory
 Summer stage making, life we made to be
 But shit a corner pass sip and bumping cash
 Reminiscing bout the past in my Cadillac