Going Through It lyrics

[Intro]

(Going 'round and 'round

Sex, money, murder

Everyone, sex, money, murder

And it happens again and again)

Bro, just chill out, you got what you had to

Fucking asking me how I am

Yeah, cool, fam

[Verse 1]

Man, I've been going through it

Been keeping it too real

Man, I've been going through it

I don't wanna talk about it

I don't wanna get into it

Party going stupid soon as I step into it

Ask about me, they tell you I'm one of the best to do it

And I know they don't like me but they gotta respect the music

Got suttin' in the glove compartment and I won't pet to use it

She told me her favourite song, now we just sexing to it

Got the bass bumping

Turn it up loud, neighbours ain't saying nuttin'

Everyday's my birthday, everyday manna cake cutting

New chain, dripping in water, got the place flooded

Bruce Wayne, top of the building, man I see them coming

She's got the big back, look at the jeans busting

Picked her up in a Wraith, just look at the babe blushing

Said I'll be here at 7 o' clock, well now it's 8 suttin'

Gotta get more organised, cah fam, I hate rushing

[Bridge]

Man, I keep getting caught up

Showing love to everybody

[Verse 2]

Man, I been going through it, tryna make 'em see the vision

Try to explain myself, that was the worst decision

Thought that I could change the world, turn me into a villain

Gotta learn to practice silence, follow my intuition

Stayed in the house, phone number off limits

Stress on the brain, complain, but I know that it's all self-inflicted

Man, I gotta take a break, I'm gonna need a minute

Soon as I catch a vibe, somebody tryna kill it

Boy, stop it

Never seen you putting your hand in your pocket

Time to pay the bill, I know you can't find your wallet

Where were you in the trenches when the opps were tryna bomb it?

Now you're coming around, and niggas tryna get the gossip

I put in the work, get the bag and split the profit

And if I'm honest, I know that I should be modest

But I don't see no competition in the game and I'm pissing on it

If it ain't about the family, then I'm ghost and that's a promise

[Interlude]

Niggas need to wake up

Trust

[Verse 3]

I blew out the candles, everybody scream my name

Told me to make a wish, look at what I became

Look how they look at me, never gonna be the same

Said they wanna be like me, you don't know what you're sayin'

Always been a daredevil, man, I was born from pain

They say ignorance is bliss, but I think that's a shame

Bird Box, you don't wanna see this boy get out the rain

Stay inside, I'll be fine, man, I got myself to blame

Man, I've been going through it

[Outro]

Oh my days, what the fuck?

He's not good for you, he's really not

He's a fucking mad 'ead

He's not listening

It's like talking to a brick wall

I'm telling you, he's a fucking mad 'ead

• Artist:Skepta
• Album:Ignorance Is Bliss