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letra de through it all - elijah seabrook

[intro]
real music
i feel like i cannot do this
i am the best, can i prove it?
i’m just a man
a man who is not good enough
too much pride
to say i need some help my love
in my eyes i’m mortified at all the l-st
mortified that me i can no longer trust, ayy
[verse 1]
i’ve been screwed up
turned out a screw up
so i nailed my imperfections to my wall of music
i went to college in a world so sick it made me threw up
forget the grammar my life was destined for the slammer
at 15 i lost my grandma that’s thanks to cancer
i worked with pops up at the shop to help the money transfer
he was to busy s-xing women than to teach me manners
i only wanted his approval since i was in pampers
but he ain’t give a oh
i had to let him go
i used to cry myself to sleep on every sunday, bro
why didn’t anybody love me but my momma, oh
i put my anger into sports and kept my eyes closed
too bad, oh, sad my adolescence it has passed now
i am a man who has to learn to find a way now
but every time me and my kin get together i know we gon’ prosper
no matter the weather

[hook]
i’ma keep it real, i’ve been losin’ faith
standing up is hard when there ain’t a base
living is a drag when you’re stuck in the middle
if you’re running game i don’t wanna mess with ya
i have no control of me, time or fate
still i find a way to give all me thanks
i can say there’s joy when you’re right in the middle
’cause i know that jaja’s right there with ya through it all
[verse 2]
and this world don’t care when you fall, my dog
people love to build you up to watch you crumble
the storm’s approaching i hope you can hear my rumble
me and my goons bring doom like rambo in jungles
but nevertheless i digress
it’s been a minute since i took my mind off money or s-x, i confess
i been working, i been sinning
but still the lord gives me breath
and that’s the reason i can say i am blessed (i’m blessed)

[hook]
i’ma keep it real, i’ve been losin’ faith (losin’ faith)
standing up is hard when there ain’t a base (ain’t a base)
living is a drag when you’re stuck in the middle (up in the middle, oh)
if you’re running game i don’t wanna mess with ya (mess with ya, no)
i have no control of me, time or fate (me, time or fate)
still i find a way to give all me thanks (give all me thanks, hey)
i can say there’s joy when you’re right in the middle (right in the middle, oh)
’cause i know that jaja’s right there with ya through it all

[outro]
real music
i feel like i cannot do this
i am the best, can i prove it?
i’m just a man
a man who is not good enough
too much pride to say i need some help, my love
in my eyes i’m mortified at all the l-st
mortified that me i can no longer trust

- elijah seabrook

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