Luyện nghe bài hát There's Alot Going On

Yeah, this just my
to back, top to bottom

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

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

There's a lot goin' on but I 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 years had me stressin' out
It was like, May, I just moved to L.A., I was 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 whole mess up my nose, what the fuck I need a vacuum for?
New York City on my birthday, 6th, 2014
I had that first meeting with Hov, plus I brought out the whole
I drank that whole bottle of D'usse Ty Ty gave me that
When we left the club after Rap Genius me and shorty got into a fight
She came out the swingin', hit me in the jaw
I was really fend her off
But I ended up in the closet with my hands 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
When Kids These split, that shit felt like a c-section
And my infidelity and jealousy with on top of the amphetamines
And the ecstasy had me tryna drown face down in the
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 Ibiza eatin' paella on the roof, tryna over breakfast
Hov wasn't with the biddin' war, but I the Roc just felt right
I saw Kanye at Wireless, without T-Pain, still a good life
Felt so close when Mr. Hudson me to him backstage
He prolly don't even that shit... like a bitch off Backpage
But at that stage, I was to swing for the fence like a batting cage
At the same time, I was windin' a low point in my addict phase
The Adderall started wearin' off and I went a deep writer's block
All over a song that I couldn't finish that I wrote signin' to the Roc
Isn't ironic? I was feelin' so psychotic
With the whole world for me and my idol sayin' I got it
Shit got bad out in L.A., so I moved back home to my mom's
up with Smoko and Papi 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 slipped into my mental health
I did acid in the studio one day and killed myself
As I started to 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 like the Dow
up to Westlake, first 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 hatin' on me back home lookin' at me like, "FML"
A lot of people comin' out the like, "Let's work," tryna network
All the pressure makin' my head hurt, the molly 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 vision
he laid that verse on "U Mad" and we made the shit the single
Ye and Hov gettin' into it me, tryna 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 learn one thing from my journey, nigga don't stop believin'
When this shit got so suffocatin' I could barely even breathin'
Wrote my wrongs all in this song now I'd like to welcome to my season
Nigga I'm