Marshmello, Southside, Giggs, SAINt JHN - Been Thru This Before lyrics

Roast these niggas up
Ayy,  ghost these problems, ayy
Mostly toolied up, goons, ghosts, and goblins
Now mostly bougie stuff, don't see problems
Know she said she was, but, no, she wasn't
Yeah
Posted hoodied up, yeah, Gucci bottoms, yeah
Yeah, she lookin' sweet, but low-key rotten
(Haha) , yeah
Soldiers Uzi'd up, best know we got them
Yeah
All these dudes in touch, but low-key Gotham
(Smashin') he's in the back
(Huh? yeah) , he got the massive Glock (yeah)
He's on the left side
Squeezin' the Macintosh (Mmh, yeah)
Hollowman's back (Ooh, yeah)
You know that I'm back on top (Top)
And everyone eats
(What? yeah) , and that's when
The rations stop (Jheeze, yeah)
You sat on the fence
(Fence) , you gettin' me tense (Me tense)
Like go get my money, my twenty percent
(Jheeze)
Big movies over there, best know we shot them
(Shot them)
Yeah, all these dudes in touch, plus

Nigga, we, we been through
All of this before, cocaine in a drawer
Pistol by the pocket, baby, ready for the war
Comin' from the bottom, stretchin' pockets
Know we poor
Ten years later, same shit, just more mature
We been through all of this before
Duckin' from the war
Hopin' that forever comes
Knowin' this is life
But only life that we saw
Pistols in a drawer
Cocaine in a corner pocket, hopin' that
You know we been through all this before

I do not fuck with nobody
I do not have me no friends
I got a GoFundMe and a Venmo
So if I love you depends
I got a brother that shoots
I am just wipin' the 'prints
I did the math, the graph
And givin' you half ain't makin' no sense
I'm still real, and I'm still screamin'
"Brook-Brooklyn"
Great scene in that good book
Dope game in my cold vein
So cocaine in my cookbook
Dark skin in my snow white
I think it's a good look
Picked up where you left off, and I
Gave back what the hood took, so
Callin' it now, next year I'm takin' a Grammy
Usually Sheniqua exclusive
Tonight I'm just thinkin' 'bout
Takin' an Annie
And they just know I'm the key
So I'm just takin' a nanny
Niggas'll back out they pack and relax off
The sack like I'm takin' a Xanny
Man's on a crusade ting
Niggas'll aim at your head and they come
For your top on a toupée ting
Bitches'll play with your heart
Just to ball because they on a 2K ting
I'll tell a bad bitch to kick it and
Push it and skate on a Lupe ting
If it is black
Then I'm black and I'm black and
I'm back on a D'USSÉ ting

Nigga, we, we been through
All of this before, cocaine in a drawer
Pistol by the pocket, baby, ready for the war
Comin' from the bottom, stretchin' pockets
Know we poor
Ten years later, same shit, just more mature
We been through all of this before
Duckin' from the war
Hopin' that forever comes
Knowin' this is life
But only life that we saw
Pistols in a drawer
Cocaine in a corner pocket, hopin' that
You know we been through all this before