Going Through Hell (feat. Mike Posner)

Feat. Mike Posner Driving Cadillacs through the ATM Trying to make it to Heaven So I'm going through Hell Nobody knows my pain So my cup is full I'm trying to make it to Heaven So I'm going through Hell Fuck this kid, never finished school Dad was never home, Mom was missing too They just got divorced, (?) the Cosmic Boys Argue for some drugs, learn to pass some (?) Like Lorena's course, here's my fly goodbye Homie's back in jail, I am not surprised They gave him a second chance, caught his final strike He probably gon' die beside, They just gave him life When life's unstable I, try to pray with my Prison gettin' heard it, finally keep begging to God To show me a way my boss just fired me from a job Afraid I'ma deuce my ride, my payments are way behind I'm back to selling pills, scared of going to jail Fighting with my girl, things are looking bad Thinking she fucking her ex and I just whooped his ass My knuckles are bleeding all over the dash in my Cadillac Hoping that we can meet with (?) Try to envision the future but how can I possibly succeed My dreams are bleak, I need to go to church Hate cause people preach, faith and need believe in Jesus recently The Devil won't leave me be My lady just told me she pregnant and begging that we can keep The baby that she conceived And wouldn't consider the total we gotta get rid of it Why are you tripping and acting like you don't remember what we agreed Was thinking about myself, selfish and overwhelmed I just paid to kill my own one child The guilt was setting in, I felt like filth These people picked and they decide to spill and saying I'm going to Hell But I was just a child, cloudy memory Summer stage making, life we made to be But shit a corner pass sip and bumping cash Reminiscing bout the past in my Cadillac