Joell Ortiz - Goin Thru It lyrics

Uh, she joining every Tik Tok Challenge
Thousands of likes cause her booty
And her hips got balance
Emoji after emoji confirming that she OD
Shorty from the block is hot now
No longer low key little miss is fly though
From the middle of Ohio
To promos on her page and
Booking info in her bio
Everything about her sick
Guess that's why she’s always viral
You would never know that her
Whole life's a downward spiral
Single mother of a child that
Never ever met her father
He threatened that if she left him
He would no longer be bothered
I guess he kept his promise
But that's not her only drama
See that cancer done grew to
Fourth stage inside her mama


Doctors wanna stop the chemo
So she’s peaceful and no longer
Has to suffer and be weak from
All the treatments but Yalonda
Ain't ready to let her go
So she got her own prescriptions
A daily dose of alcohol and
Pills that get the mixing
And do something to her brain while
Numbing her from the pain
But ask her how she doing, she'll say
"blessed I can't complain"
Meanwhile, she hates the sunny days and
Prays for all the rain
So she ain't gotta outside and act
Like she's so well maintained
Got another makeup artist this one
Supposed to be a pro
Gon' give her that extra glow for
The next promo that she post
So she slips into the clothes the
Company sent her like "let's go"
Smile for the video cause
Social media can’t know you going through it

Fight through the tears as you live your life
Throw up a prayer into the sky
Everybody going through it
Everybody going through it
Smile for the camera, hold your head up high
Ain’t nobody know all the pain you hide
Everybody going through it
Everybody going through it

Yeah, he holding up that money to his face
Letting us know he got like a
Couple hunnit in the safe
Just posted something stuntin' in the Rafe
Like who wanna race?
Puffin to the face rapper weed
Hunnit a eighth sneakers with the blood at
The bottom, oh yeah, he got ’em
I mean a lotta niggas got 'em but they
Don't rock 'em how he rock ’em
And he wish a nigga would try to rob him
That's not a problem
The Thompson a red dot 'em and
Drop 'em like Dope in Harlem
And he know what that dope do
His pops did it and Moe too
Moe was his father figure when
His pops dropped in '02
See Moe tried to prepare 'em for the
Life that he would go thru
Then the streets took Moe too
A youngin without a go-to
Talent or a skill it was
Violence it was crills
It was wildin' on the hill
It was the island it was real
It's was moms on the dance floor
Steady crying with no chill
It was him back in his cell
Alone denying how he feel
It was that one night, yeah, that one night
Where all the extra alcohol
Turned into gunfight
See everybody who know 'em
Know he ain't the gun type especially him
The beef resting
But he ain't have no rest since then
That scene plays when he close his eyes
But enough of what he seen
He on the scene and y'all know the vibes
He 'bout this dough, 'bout his ro'
Bout these hoes
Smiling in videos cause social
Media can't know he going through it

Fight through the tears as you live your life
Throw up a prayer into the sky
Everybody going through it
Everybody going through it
Smile for the camera, hold your head up high
Ain't nobody know all the pain you hide
Everybody going through it
Everybody going through it