Luyện nghe bài hát There's Alot Going On

Yeah, this just my
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Everything's changing me
These days feel the same
We all lost faith and lost
Why must we play game?
Lord mercy on me
I've a sinnin' man
out my wings, jump off the bridge and crash in a plane
If I land...

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

There's a lot goin' on but I stick to the ones I
I claimed to be a perfect man but name a great man who was
Consequences of my actions in the past years had me out
It was like, May, I just moved to L.A., I was figure it out
Medication for depression that I cut cold turkey, had the kid
In an episode out in Hollywood, wildin' out like Cannon
Railin' Adderall pills out a dollar bill, on the floor
Clean the whole mess up with my nose, the fuck I need a vacuum for?
New York City on my birthday, June 6th,
I had first meeting with Hov, plus I brought out the whole team
I that whole bottle of D'usse Ty Ty gave me that night
When we the club after Rap Genius house me and shorty got into a fight
She out the room swingin', hit me in the jaw
I was tryna fend her off
But I ended up in the closet with my hands her neck
I was trippin',
Too proud to apologize or empathize, I it all on her
Sayin' that she hit me first, though she was the one hurt
I was really just reflectin' all the hurt that I was feelin' from the rejection
Kids These Days split, that shit felt like a c-section
And my infidelity and jealousy with Natalie on top of the
And the had me tryna drown face down in the Chesapeake
The next I dropped "Down on My Luck" and had Europe goin' nuts
But I even appreciate it at the time, I was goin' through too much
Now I had to leverage million dollar label deals on the table for my
In eatin' paella on the roof, tryna choose over breakfast
Hov wasn't with the biddin' war, but I knew the Roc just felt
When I saw Kanye at Wireless, without T-Pain, still a good
Felt so close when Mr. Hudson me to him backstage
He prolly even remember that shit... like a bitch off Backpage
But at that stage, I was ready to swing for the fence like a batting
At the same time, I was windin' a low point in my addict phase
The Adderall started wearin' off and I went into a deep block
All over a song that I couldn't finish I wrote about signin' to the Roc
Isn't ironic? I was feelin' so psychotic
With the whole world excited for me and my sayin' I got it
got bad out in L.A., so I moved back home to my mom's basement
Linked up Smoko and Papi Beatz and took it back to basics
I wrote "Rage," that was me screamin' out through the pain
And "U Mad," my relationship with Natalie, it was too bad
The violence and the lies slipped suicide into my mental
I did acid in the studio one day and almost myself
As I started to fall apart, certain stars started to
Oh Mys came to Chicago in January at the perfect
He said was workin' on an album, and Uzi played him one of our songs
He was tryna fly me out, nigga, it was goin' down like the Dow
Pulled up to Westlake, day I was there, I recorded "Wolves"
I knew I was the one, like Lyor meetin' with the
But I had to get a 'fore the door was pulled
out on SNL
All the niggas hatin' on me back lookin' at me like, "FML"
A lot of people comin' out the wood like, "Let's work," tryna
All the pressure makin' my head hurt, the molly wouldn't let the work
At this time it's like Feb. 1st to the 15th, and I'm still
Frustrated, shit for Ye, tryna visualize someone else's vision
Then he laid that on "U Mad" and we made the shit the single
Ye and Hov gettin' into it over me, tryna do a joint
And G.O.O.D. still fam, but it's that Roc boy SAVEMONEY life
Took the bus out on the for the Traffic tour, did a hundred nights
out my closet, I got rid of all of my demons
If you learn one thing from my journey, nigga it's don't stop
When this got so suffocatin' I could barely even keep breathin'
Wrote my wrongs all in this now I'd like to welcome y'all to my season
I'm gone