KevinTheNavigator - Going through Hell 2016 Lyrics

It's Kevin the Navigator. It's the Navigator straight out of Long Island
Straight out of Long Island. Straight out of Long Island
It's the Navigator
Going through hell. Yes. And back. Facts. That's a fact. Yes

Gotta keep it a stack. Cut all these fake niggas. Never keep it a stack. Stack. Yes
Cut all these fake niggas. Never keep it a stack. Yes
Too many fat ponies. They be around. They're around me
They have nothing to talk about. But clout. Clout

When your ass is in the cold, your homies won't be out and about. They'll be out and about
Don't beg to differ. I don't beg to differ. I don't beg to differ
I'll get iller. I'm going through hell. It shows me to become realer
To become very, very realer. Practice my second amendment

Practice my second amendment. I will pull the trigger. Bang. Bang. Bang. Bang
Don't test me, old boy. I will pull the trigger
You be hopping like a bitch. Like Tigger. That's why. Don't beg to differ
I'm going through hell and back. My pockets mad fat. My pockets not fat

My pack is not fat. That's a fact. That's a problem
Keep it simple, son. I don't beg to figure. I don't beg to figure of why you keep the same fake niggas
I don't have squares in my circle. I keep my weed green and my lean purple
Your girl give me top while I smoke my herbal. Bitch, be savvy up to get me f*cked up

Uh. Uh. Going through hell and back. Going through hell and back. Going through hell
Back to hell. Hell and back. Back to hell. Yeah. Yeah. Back to hell. Back to hell