Luyện nghe bài hát There's Alot Going On

Yeah, this my life
to back, top to bottom

Everything's changing me
These don't feel the same
We all faith and lost family
Why must we this game?
have mercy on me
I've been a man
Pull out my wings, jump off the bridge and crash in a
If I land...

Know I die
We live in my mind
And I say
We live forever, that life

There's a lot goin' on but I stick to the I love
I never claimed to be a man but name a great man who was
of my actions in the past years had me stressin' out
It was like, May, I just moved to L.A., I was tryna it out
Medication for depression I cut cold turkey, had the kid manic
In an out in Hollywood, wildin' out like Nick Cannon
Railin' pills out a dollar bill, on the bathroom floor
Clean the whole mess up with my nose, what the fuck I a vacuum for?
New York on my birthday, June 6th, 2014
I had that first meeting with Hov, plus I brought out the team
I drank whole bottle of D'usse Ty Ty gave me that night
When we left the club Rap Genius house me and shorty got into a fight
She out the room swingin', hit me in the jaw
I was really fend her off
But I up in the closet with my hands around her neck
I was trippin',
Too proud to or empathize, I blamed it all on her
Sayin' that she hit me first, even though she was the one
I was really just all the hurt that I was feelin' from the band's rejection
When Kids These split, that shit felt like a c-section
And my infidelity and with Natalie on top of the amphetamines
And the ecstasy had me tryna drown down in the Chesapeake
The next month I dropped "Down on My Luck" and had Europe nuts
But I couldn't appreciate it at the time, I was goin' through too much
Now I had to leverage million dollar deals on the table for my records
In Ibiza eatin' paella on the roof, tryna over breakfast
Hov wasn't with the war, but I knew the Roc just felt right
I saw Kanye at Wireless, without T-Pain, still a good life
Felt so when Mr. Hudson introduced me to him backstage
He prolly don't even remember shit... like a bitch off Backpage
But at that stage, I was ready to swing for the like a batting cage
At the time, I was windin' down a low point in my addict phase
The Adderall started wearin' off and I into a deep writer's block
All over a song that I couldn't finish that I wrote about to the Roc
Isn't that ironic? I was so psychotic
With the whole world excited for me and my sayin' I got it
Shit got bad out in L.A., so I back home to my mom's basement
Linked up with Smoko and Beatz and took it back to basics
Then I wrote "Rage," that was me screamin' out the pain
And "U Mad," addressin' my with Natalie, it was too bad
The violence and the lies suicide into my mental health
I did acid in the studio one day and almost killed
As I to fall apart, certain stars started to align
Oh Mys to Chicago in January at the perfect time
He said Kanye was workin' on an album, and Uzi him one of our songs
He was tryna fly me out, nigga, it was down like the Dow Jones
Pulled up to Westlake, day I was there, I recorded "Wolves"
I knew I was the one, like Lyor with the oracle
But I had to get a handle 'fore the was pulled
out on SNL
All the niggas hatin' on me home lookin' at me like, "FML"
A lot of people comin' out the like, "Let's work," tryna network
All the makin' my head hurt, the molly wouldn't let the meds work
At this time it's like Feb. 1st to the 15th, and I'm still
Frustrated, writin' shit for Ye, tryna visualize someone else's
Then he that verse on "U Mad" and we made the shit the single
Ye and Hov gettin' into it over me, do a joint venture
And G.O.O.D. Music still fam, but it's that Roc boy life
Took the bus out on the road for the Traffic tour, did a nights
Cleaned out my closet, I got rid of all of my
If you one thing from my journey, nigga it's don't stop believin'
When this shit got so suffocatin' I barely even keep breathin'
Wrote my wrongs all in song now I'd like to welcome y'all to my season
Nigga I'm