Luyện nghe bài hát There's Alot Going On

Yeah, this just my
Front to back, top to

changing around me
These days feel the same
We all lost faith and lost
Why must we play this
have mercy on me
I've a sinnin' man
Pull out my wings, jump off the bridge and in a plane
If I land...

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

There's a lot goin' on but I stick to the I love
I never to be a perfect 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 to L.A., I was tryna figure it out
for depression that I cut cold turkey, had the kid manic
In an episode out in Hollywood, wildin' out like Nick
Railin' Adderall pills out a dollar bill, on the floor
Clean the mess up with my nose, what 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 left the club after Rap 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 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, though she was the one hurt
I was really just reflectin' all the hurt that I was feelin' from the rejection
When Kids Days split, that shit felt like a c-section
And my and jealousy with Natalie on top of the amphetamines
And the ecstasy had me tryna drown face 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 label deals on the for my records
In Ibiza paella on the roof, tryna choose over breakfast
Hov wasn't with the biddin' war, but I knew the Roc just felt
I saw Kanye at Wireless, without T-Pain, still a good life
Felt so close when Mr. 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 fence like a batting
At the same time, I was down a low point in my addict phase
The Adderall started wearin' off and I went into a deep writer's
All over a song that I couldn't finish that I about signin' to the Roc
Isn't ironic? I was feelin' so psychotic
With the world excited for me and my idol sayin' I got it
Shit got bad out in L.A., so I moved home to my mom's basement
Linked up with Smoko and Papi Beatz and took it 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 into my mental health
I did acid in the studio one day and almost myself
As I to fall apart, certain stars started to align
Oh Mys to Chicago in January at the perfect time
He said Kanye was 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
Pulled up to Westlake, first day I was there, I "Wolves"
I knew I was the one, Lyor meetin' with the oracle
But I had to get a handle the door was pulled
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 time like Feb. 1st to the 15th, and I'm still addicted
Frustrated, writin' shit for Ye, tryna visualize else's vision
Then he laid that verse on "U Mad" and we made the shit the
Ye and Hov gettin' it over me, tryna do a joint venture
And G.O.O.D. Music still fam, but it's that Roc boy SAVEMONEY
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 learn one thing from my journey, nigga it's don't stop
When this shit got so suffocatin' I could barely keep breathin'
Wrote my wrongs all in this song now I'd like to y'all to my season
I'm gone