Luyện nghe bài hát There's Alot Going On

Yeah, this just my
Front to back, top to

Everything's around me
These days don't feel the
We all lost faith and family
Why must we play this
Lord have on me
I've been a man
out my wings, jump off the bridge and crash in a plane
If I land...

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

There's a lot on but I stick to the ones I love
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 to L.A., I was tryna figure it out
for depression that I cut cold turkey, had the kid manic
In an out in Hollywood, wildin' out like Nick Cannon
Railin' Adderall out a dollar bill, on the bathroom floor
Clean the whole mess up with my nose, what the fuck I need a for?
New York City on my birthday, June 6th,
I had that first meeting with Hov, I brought out the whole team
I that whole bottle of D'usse Ty Ty gave me that night
When we left the club after Rap Genius house me and shorty got a fight
She out the room swingin', hit me in the jaw
I was really tryna her off
But I ended up in the with my hands around her neck
I was trippin',
Too to apologize or empathize, I blamed it all on her
Sayin' that she hit me first, even though she was the one
I was really just reflectin' all the that I was feelin' from the band's rejection
Kids These Days split, that shit felt like a c-section
And my infidelity and jealousy with on top of the amphetamines
And the had me tryna drown face down in the Chesapeake
The next month I "Down on My Luck" and had Europe goin' nuts
But I couldn't even appreciate it at the time, I was goin' too much
Now I had to leverage million dollar label on the table for my records
In Ibiza eatin' on the roof, tryna choose over breakfast
Hov wasn't with the biddin' war, but I the Roc just felt right
When I saw Kanye at Wireless, without T-Pain, a good life
Felt so when Mr. Hudson introduced 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 like a batting cage
At the same time, I was 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 about signin' to the Roc
that ironic? I was feelin' so psychotic
With the whole world excited for me and my idol I got it
Shit got bad out in L.A., so I back home to my mom's basement
Linked up with Smoko and Papi and took it back to basics
Then I "Rage," that was me screamin' out through the pain
And "U Mad," addressin' my with Natalie, it was too bad
The violence and the slipped suicide into my mental health
I did acid in the studio one day and almost myself
As I started to fall apart, certain started to align
Oh Mys to Chicago in January at the perfect time
He Kanye was workin' on an album, and Uzi played him one of our songs
He was tryna fly me out, nigga, it was goin' down the Dow Jones
up to Westlake, first day I was there, I recorded "Wolves"
I knew I was the one, Lyor meetin' with the oracle
But I had to get a handle 'fore the door was
out on SNL
All the niggas on me back home lookin' at me like, "FML"
A lot of people comin' out the wood like, "Let's work," network
All the pressure my head hurt, the molly wouldn't let the meds work
At this it's like Feb. 1st to the 15th, and I'm still addicted
Frustrated, shit for Ye, tryna visualize someone else's vision
Then he laid that verse on "U Mad" and we 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 that Roc boy SAVEMONEY life
Took the bus out on the road for the tour, did a hundred nights
out my closet, I got rid of all of my demons
If you learn one thing my journey, nigga it's don't stop believin'
When this got so suffocatin' I could barely even keep breathin'
Wrote my wrongs all in this song now I'd to welcome y'all to my season
Nigga I'm