Luyện nghe bài hát There's Alot Going On

Yeah, this my life
to back, top to bottom

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

Know I die
We live in my mind
And I say
We forever, still 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
Consequences of my in the past years had me stressin' 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 out in Hollywood, wildin' out like Nick Cannon
Railin' pills out a dollar bill, on the bathroom floor
Clean the whole mess up my nose, what the fuck I need a vacuum for?
New York on my birthday, June 6th, 2014
I had that first with Hov, plus I brought out the whole team
I drank 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 came out the 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
that she hit me first, even though she was the one hurt
I was really just reflectin' all the hurt that I was feelin' the band's rejection
When Kids These Days split, that shit felt a c-section
And my infidelity and jealousy with 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 goin' nuts
But I couldn't even appreciate it at the time, I was goin' through too
Now I had to million dollar label deals on the table for my records
In Ibiza eatin' on the roof, tryna choose over breakfast
Hov with the biddin' war, but I knew the Roc just felt right
When I saw at Wireless, without T-Pain, still a good life
so close when Mr. Hudson introduced me to him backstage
He prolly don't even remember that shit... 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 off and I went into a deep writer's block
All over a song that I couldn't that I wrote about signin' to the Roc
Isn't that 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 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 out through the pain
And "U Mad," addressin' my with Natalie, it was too bad
The violence and the lies slipped suicide 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 came to Chicago in January at the time
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' like the Dow Jones
Pulled up to Westlake, 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 hatin' on me back home at me like, "FML"
A lot of people comin' out the wood like, "Let's work," network
All the pressure makin' my head hurt, the 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 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 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 from my journey, nigga it's don't stop believin'
When this shit got so suffocatin' I could even keep breathin'
my wrongs all in this song now I'd like to welcome y'all to my season
Nigga I'm