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Go Through Hell Video (MV)




Performed By: BeePax
Language: English
Length: 2:44
Written by: D Pax, Nick Bee




BeePax - Go Through Hell Lyrics




Holy Jesus
What is that?
What the f*ck is that?

Stay honest to yourself
Go through hell
You don't need no help

Stay honest, stay honest
You don't need no help

I passed the test of patience now I'm in your girlfriend's playlist
I skated past the nameless on my way to grasping greatness
They laughed right in our faces when we started chasing famous
Just a wasted phase of racing to the greatest stages

I said my funds a lil chubby stopped going for runs
Only bars I was raising was the quality of songs
So I lift another one y'all are rapping bout a gun
But the only shooter you know comes with some rum, god damn

Stay honest to yourself
Go through hell
You don't need no help
Stay honest to yourself
Go through hell
You don't need no help
Stay honest to yourself
Go through hell
You don't need no help
Stay honest to yourself
Go through hell
You don't need no help

Aye, aye, aye, aye
Aye, aye, aye, working on a come up
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Aye, aye, aye, tryna make a dollar
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Aye, aye, aye, working on a come up
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Aye, aye, aye, tryna make a dollar

Shit, get the f*cking bag, quick
Get the f*cking bag
Shit, they're coming
Let's go man, let's get the f*ck outta here

Huh

I take a step back just to look at you lames
And then I text my friends back and I cancel the plans
I got a long road ahead of me, I'm heading for fame
Got a thing for change, and you like staying the same

No distractions, you keep on telling me shit I'm never asking
I'm never lacking, moving forwards never backwards
Write the truth about myself while you others stay capping
You disasters, you have to want that thing that you're after

Go through hell just to get like you really f*cking had to
I ain't @ you, I don't want you triggered getting mad, dude
It doesn't matter where you are, they still gonna blast you
Harass you, go through hell, be yourself

Stay honest to yourself
Go through hell
You don't need no help
Stay honest to yourself
Go through hell
You don't need no help
Stay honest to yourself
Go through hell
You don't need no help
Stay honest to yourself
Go through hell,
You don't need no help

Aye, aye, aye, aye
Aye, aye, aye, working on a come up
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Aye, aye, aye, tryna make a dollar
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Aye, aye, aye, working on a come up
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Aye, aye, aye, tryna make a dollar, yee
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Holy Jesus
What is that?
What the f*ck is that?

Stay honest to yourself
Go through hell
You don't need no help

Stay honest, stay honest
You don't need no help

I passed the test of patience now I'm in your girlfriend's playlist
I skated past the nameless on my way to grasping greatness
They laughed right in our faces when we started chasing famous
Just a wasted phase of racing to the greatest stages

I said my funds a lil chubby stopped going for runs
Only bars I was raising was the quality of songs
So I lift another one y'all are rapping bout a gun
But the only shooter you know comes with some rum, god damn

Stay honest to yourself
Go through hell
You don't need no help
Stay honest to yourself
Go through hell
You don't need no help
Stay honest to yourself
Go through hell
You don't need no help
Stay honest to yourself
Go through hell
You don't need no help

Aye, aye, aye, aye
Aye, aye, aye, working on a come up
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Aye, aye, aye, tryna make a dollar
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Aye, aye, aye, working on a come up
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Aye, aye, aye, tryna make a dollar

Shit, get the f*cking bag, quick
Get the f*cking bag
Shit, they're coming
Let's go man, let's get the f*ck outta here

Huh

I take a step back just to look at you lames
And then I text my friends back and I cancel the plans
I got a long road ahead of me, I'm heading for fame
Got a thing for change, and you like staying the same

No distractions, you keep on telling me shit I'm never asking
I'm never lacking, moving forwards never backwards
Write the truth about myself while you others stay capping
You disasters, you have to want that thing that you're after

Go through hell just to get like you really f*cking had to
I ain't @ you, I don't want you triggered getting mad, dude
It doesn't matter where you are, they still gonna blast you
Harass you, go through hell, be yourself

Stay honest to yourself
Go through hell
You don't need no help
Stay honest to yourself
Go through hell
You don't need no help
Stay honest to yourself
Go through hell
You don't need no help
Stay honest to yourself
Go through hell,
You don't need no help

Aye, aye, aye, aye
Aye, aye, aye, working on a come up
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Aye, aye, aye, tryna make a dollar
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Aye, aye, aye, working on a come up
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Aye, aye, aye, tryna make a dollar, yee
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Writer: D Pax, Nick Bee
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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