There's Alot Going On

Yeah, this just my life
 Front to back, top to bottom
 Everything's changing around me
 These days don't feel the same
 We all lost faith and lost family
 Why must we play this game?
 Lord have mercy on me
 I've been a sinning man
 Pull out my wings, jump off the bridge and crash in a plane
 If I never land
 Know I never die
 We live forever in my mind
 And I sanctify
 We live forever, still alive
 There's a lot going on, but I stick to the ones I love
 I never claimed to be a perfect man, but name a great man who was
 Consequences of my actions in the past years had me stressing out
 It was like, May, I just moved to L.A., I was tryna figure it out
 Medication for depression that I cut cold turkey, had the kid manic
 In an episode out in Hollywood, wilding out like Nick Cannon
 Railing Adderall pills out a dollar bill, on the bathroom floor
 Clean the whole mess up with my nose, what the fuck I need a vacuum for?
 New York City on my birthday, June 6th, 2014
 I had that first meeting with Hov, plus I brought out the whole team
 I drank that whole bottle of D'usse Ty Ty gave me that night
 When we left the club back to Rap Genius house, me and shorty got into a fight
 She came out the room swingin', hit me in the jaw
 I was really tryna fend her off
 But I ended up in the closet with my hands around her neck
 I was tripping, dawg
 Too proud to apologize or empathize, I blamed it all on her
 Saying that she hit me first, even though she was the one hurt
 I was really just reflecting all the hurt that I was feeling from the band's rejection
 When Kids These Days split, that shit felt like a c-section
 And my infidelity and jealousy with Natalie on top of the amphetamines
 And the ecstasy had me tryna drown face down in the Chesapeake
 The next month I dropped "Down on My Luck" and had Europe going nuts
 But I couldn't even appreciate it at the time, I was going through too much
 Now I had to leverage million dollar label deals on the table for my records
 In Ibiza eating paella on the roof, tryna choose over breakfast
 Hov wasn't with the bidding war, but I knew the Roc just felt right
 When I saw Kanye at Wireless, without T-Pain, still a good life
 Felt so close when Mr. Hudson introduced me to him backstage
 He prolly don't even remember that shit, like a bitch off Backpage
 But at that stage, I was ready to swing for the fence like a batting cage
 At the same time, I was winding down a low point in my addict phase
 The Adderall started wearing off and I went into a deep writer's block
 All over a song that I couldn't finish that I wrote about signin' to the Roc
 Isn't that ironic? I was feeling so psychotic
 With the whole world excited for me and my idol saying I got it
 Shit got bad out in L.A., so I moved back home to my mom's basement
 Linked up with Smoko and Papi Beatz and took it back to basics
 Then I wrote "Rage," that was me screaming out through the pain
 And "U Mad," addressing my relationship with Natalie, it was too bad
 The violence and the lies slipped suicide into my mental health
 I did acid in the studio one day and almost killed myself
 As I started to fall apart, certain stars started to align
 Om'Mas came to Chicago in January at the perfect time
 He said Kanye was working 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 Jones
 Pulled up to Westlake, first day I was there, I recorded "Wolves"
 I knew I was the one, like Neo meeting with the Oracle
 But I had to get a handle 'fore the door was pulled
 Crawled out on SNL
 All the niggas hating on me back home lookin' at me like, "FML"
 A lot of people coming out the wood like, "Let's work," tryna network
 All the pressure making my head hurt, the molly wouldn't let the meds work
 At this time it's like Feb 1st to the 15th, and I'm still addicted
 Frustrated, writing shit for Ye, tryna visualize someone else's vision
 Then he laid that verse on "U Mad" and we made the shit the single
 Ye and Hov getting into it over me, tryna do a joint venture
 And G.O.O.D. Music still fam, but it's that Roc boy SAVEMONEY life
 Took the bus out on the road for the Traffic tour, did a hundred nights
 Cleaned 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 believing
 When this shit got so suffocating I could barely even keep breathing
 Wrote my wrongs all in this song now I'd like to welcome y'all to my season
 Nigga, I'm gone
 Know I never die
 We live forever in my mind
 And I sanctify
 We live forever, still alive
 
 Yeah, this just my life
 Front to back, top to bottom
 Everything's changing around me
 These days don't feel the same
 We all lost faith and lost family
 Why must we play this game?
 Lord have mercy on me
 I've been a sinning man
 Pull out my wings, jump off the bridge and crash in a plane
 If I never land
 Know I never die
 We live forever in my mind
 And I sanctify
 We live forever, still alive
 There's a lot going on, but I stick to the ones I love
 I never claimed to be a perfect man, but name a great man who was
 Consequences of my actions in the past years had me stressing out
 It was like, May, I just moved to L.A., I was tryna figure it out
 Medication for depression that I cut cold turkey, had the kid manic
 In an episode out in Hollywood, wilding out like Nick Cannon
 Railing Adderall pills out a dollar bill, on the bathroom floor
 Clean the whole mess up with my nose, what the fuck I need a vacuum for?
 New York City on my birthday, June 6th, 2014
 I had that first meeting with Hov, plus I brought out the whole team
 I drank that whole bottle of D'usse Ty Ty gave me that night
 When we left the club back to Rap Genius house, me and shorty got into a fight
 She came out the room swingin', hit me in the jaw
 I was really tryna fend her off
 But I ended up in the closet with my hands around her neck
 I was tripping, dawg
 Too proud to apologize or empathize, I blamed it all on her
 Saying that she hit me first, even though she was the one hurt
 I was really just reflecting all the hurt that I was feeling from the band's rejection
 When Kids These Days split, that shit felt like a c-section
 And my infidelity and jealousy with Natalie on top of the amphetamines
 And the ecstasy had me tryna drown face down in the Chesapeake
 The next month I dropped "Down on My Luck" and had Europe going nuts
 But I couldn't even appreciate it at the time, I was going through too much
 Now I had to leverage million dollar label deals on the table for my records
 In Ibiza eating paella on the roof, tryna choose over breakfast
 Hov wasn't with the bidding war, but I knew the Roc just felt right
 When I saw Kanye at Wireless, without T-Pain, still a good life
 Felt so close when Mr. Hudson introduced me to him backstage
 He prolly don't even remember that shit, like a bitch off Backpage
 But at that stage, I was ready to swing for the fence like a batting cage
 At the same time, I was winding down a low point in my addict phase
 The Adderall started wearing off and I went into a deep writer's block
 All over a song that I couldn't finish that I wrote about signin' to the Roc
 Isn't that ironic? I was feeling so psychotic
 With the whole world excited for me and my idol saying I got it
 Shit got bad out in L.A., so I moved back home to my mom's basement
 Linked up with Smoko and Papi Beatz and took it back to basics
 Then I wrote "Rage," that was me screaming out through the pain
 And "U Mad," addressing my relationship with Natalie, it was too bad
 The violence and the lies slipped suicide into my mental health
 I did acid in the studio one day and almost killed myself
 As I started to fall apart, certain stars started to align
 Om'Mas came to Chicago in January at the perfect time
 He said Kanye was working 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 Jones
 Pulled up to Westlake, first day I was there, I recorded "Wolves"
 I knew I was the one, like Neo meeting with the Oracle
 But I had to get a handle 'fore the door was pulled
 Crawled out on SNL
 All the niggas hating on me back home lookin' at me like, "FML"
 A lot of people coming out the wood like, "Let's work," tryna network
 All the pressure making my head hurt, the molly wouldn't let the meds work
 At this time it's like Feb 1st to the 15th, and I'm still addicted
 Frustrated, writing shit for Ye, tryna visualize someone else's vision
 Then he laid that verse on "U Mad" and we made the shit the single
 Ye and Hov getting into it over me, tryna do a joint venture
 And G.O.O.D. Music still fam, but it's that Roc boy SAVEMONEY life
 Took the bus out on the road for the Traffic tour, did a hundred nights
 Cleaned 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 believing
 When this shit got so suffocating I could barely even keep breathing
 Wrote my wrongs all in this song now I'd like to welcome y'all to my season
 Nigga, I'm gone
 Know I never die
 We live forever in my mind
 And I sanctify
 We live forever, still alive