Lyrics:
The downfall of a friend
Out of context
Sensitive mostly nonsense
Misbelieve the process
You're on next or so you said
Haven't heard a word since
I started coping some bread
You got a god complex
Still Stuck inside the projects
Mossy ice chest in the shack with no end
No awareness how you depended on friends
The lighter shined bright and you think you a godsend
You ain't a martyr, you just crave to offend
I thought we were friends but claiming slither instead
Withering descent with the bickering defense you just sink to rip your nest to cripple living zest
War with no peace is the opposite of zen
You say no ill will but you vanished in a sec
Possibly depressed in your eyes you seem to reflect on your self and not the end
The downfall of a friend
You got a god complex still stuck inside the projects
I'm tossing and moving
Gotta learn some finesse if you wanna get repetitive, cos the wording is context sensitive, so I guess that I'm - earning off the return of a fat trend, 14 in a maths class so I thought that I'd try rap hard, 13 years on trapping and tripping on bars - only - thing that I live for-cursed but I'm fine with it with a fine rhythm on the mic I'ma dry hitter, dry ice spitter with a nine-five regiment
Overtime twenty four seven try to keep up while exiting, no chance getting in
The end of the empty intent of the wizard a fiery blizzard inside of me is my own diary lyrics conspiring interdimensional visions I'm sending you wildy, better be getting em facing the fire telepathy wiring
Energy spires, I'm grabbing their head and I'm getting inside of it, sending em home with a plus in their eyelids
Becoming a God isn't tiring flick on your switch and your living inside of it, kick off the tyrants, listen to elders who taught you the spells, on how to repel, the demons from hell, too many people been keeping their shadows withheld.
I think it's time for me to start being selfish
I walk around like I don't need no help
I just can't wait to leave behind this flesh
I close my eyes n I see so much death
My limit is the sky u see it's infinite
Been waiting on my time to go I guess I ain't finished yet
I need drugs in my blood
Noone around me
I feel comfortably numb
I don't feel nuthin
I don't wanna come down
The truth too ugly
I just don't love myself
This ain't no warning
This is not a drill
Wake up in the morning
Mad that I'm still here
She just wanna fuck wit me for the thrill
Say she cant never tell how I feel
Hmmm
I'm out of my mental baby
Too introspective disconnected lately
Sacrifice myself for u wit no hesitation
Somehow I'm sposed to be glad I made it
Can't take it
These rps keep me cozy
Lonely
I been shot I been heart broken
Can't focus
These scars all on my body
They haunt me
I promise u don't know me
Jabroni
I been quiet I been lowkey
I ain't the same as I was
It fucked up my energy
So much pain n sorrow
I'm my own worst enemy
Got fucked up tendencies
These substances keep tempting me
Accepting me
O u uuu
The chemistry
I feel it
Ain't tryna be nuthin I could never be
Uh
Yea
Ooouuu times change
I will not sell my soul it ain't in ur price range
I dont got no time for no more mind games
Just cuz u knew me in the past tense
Don't mean u know my mindstate
Ooouuu
I'm exhausted
Empty bottles in my closet
Hmmm I hear em talkin
I know u surprised im not dead
Shit im surprised I ain't stopped yet
They keep saying trust the process
All my dreams turn into nightmares
They just can't seem to understand the context
I'm sensitive
Attention deficit
Ecstasy
Searching for some sedatives
Telepathy
I'm all in ur memories
Remember me
U knew the better me
Thought that there was balance now the scale is so slanted
They wanna take the prof, that the profit
I was sent, like the prophet
Like Clark Kent, in a rocket
One percent, out my pocket
They resent, but they're flopping
I reflect, on my losses
Lost respect, for them muppets
I reject, what they're popping
Cover topics that were sensitive
Depending on the context it's presented in
All this time was tryna be preventative
And now they're argumentative
Wanna be competitive
My presence is my powers representative
Nah
Put the D into dominance
Put the P into providence
Put the C in the confidence
The problems come from man whose anonymous
All empty seats in the whip the ride ain't autonomous
With the promises of promises but none of them profitless
Can't see what's right in front of them they flipped the binoculars
Only see the lies they chose to switch on the Oculus
Made some major transformations but my name isn't Optimus
Be known I dethrone
Kings that form with clay I'm making rose gold
I'm stone cold
Used to be I'm so bald
They even tried to make me break my own code
They're so old they show mould
Your doubting I believed in higher powers when the stone rolled
You took my sadness out of context
At the Mariners Apartment Complex
I ain't no candle in the wind
I'm the board, the lightning, the thunder
Kind of girl who's gonna make you wonder
Who you are and who you've been
And who I've been is with you on these beaches
Your Venice bitch, your die-hard, your weakness
Maybe I could save you from your sins
So, kiss the sky and whisper to Jesus
My, my, my, you found this, you need this
Take a deep breath, baby, let me in
You lose your way, just take my hand
You're lost at sea, then I'll command your boat to me again
Don't look too far, right where you are, that's where I am
I'm your man
I'm your man
They mistook my kindness for weakness
I fucked up, I know that, but Jesus
Can't a girl just do the best she can?
Need a paradox for the pair of doc's they tutored
Like two Todd's, L-L, you lose two times
If you don't see you beautiful in your complexion
It ain't complex to put it in context
Find the air beneath the kite, uh that's the context, yeah, baby, I'm conscious
Ain't no contest
If you like it, I love it, all your earth tones been blessed
Ain't no stress, jiggaboos wanna be
I ain't talkin' Jay hm-hm, I ain't talkin' Bey
I'm talkin' days we got school watchin' movie screens
And spike your self-esteem, the new James Bond gon' be black as me
Black as brown, hazelnut, cinnamon, black tea
And it's all beautiful to me
Call your brothers magnificent, call all the sisters queens
We all on the same team, blues and pirus, no colors ain't a thing
Barefoot babies with no cares
Teenage gun toters that don't play fair
Should I get out the car?
only upsets me
You sound like the feds, homie
You ain't gotta lie to kick it, my nigga
You ain't gotta lie, you ain't gotta lie
You ain't gotta lie to kick it, my nigga
You ain't gotta try so hard
You ain't gotta lie to kick it, my nigga
You ain't gotta lie, you ain't gotta lie
You ain't gotta lie to kick it, my nigga
You ain't gotta try so hard
And the world don't respect you and the culture don't accept you
But you think it's all love
And the girls gon' neglect you once your parody is done
Reputation can't protect you if you never had one
Jealousy (complex), emotional (complex)
Self-pity (complex), under oath (complex)
The loudest one in the room, nigga, that's a complex
Let me put it back in proper context
You ain't gotta lie to kick it, my nigga
You ain't gotta lie, you ain't gotta lie
You ain't gotta lie to kick it, my nigga
You ain't gotta try so hard
You ain't gotta lie to kick it, my nigga
You ain't gotta lie, you ain't gotta lie
You ain't gotta lie to kick it, my nigga
You ain't gotta try so hard
Askin', "Where the hoes at?"
The judge make time so it ain't shit
It shouldn't be shit for us to come out here and appreciate the little bit of life we got left, dog
On the dead homies, Charlie P, you know that bro
You know that
Right it's mando, it's mando
Right it's mando
Listen and I say this, because I love you niggas man
I love all my niggas bro
Exac-, enough said, enough said
And we gon' get back to the show and move on, because that shit petty my nigga
Mic check, mic check, mic check, mic check, mic check
We gon' do some acapella shit before we get back to-
All my n- listen, listen to this
I promised Dave I'd never use the phrase
He said, "Think about what you saying
No better than Samuel on the Django
No better than a white man with slave boats"
Sound like I needed some soul searching
My Pops gave me some game in real person
Retraced my steps on what they never taught me
Did my homework fast before government caught me
So I'ma dedicate this one verse to Oprah
On how the infamous, sensitive N-word control us
So many artists gave her an explanation to hold us
Well, this is my explanation straight from Ethiopia
N-E-G-U-S definition: royalty, king royalty- wait listen
N-E-G-U-S description: black emperor, king, ruler, now let me finish
The history books overlook the word and hide it
America tried to make it to a house divided
The homies don't recognize we been using it wrong
So I'ma break it down and put my game in a song
N-E-G-U-S, say it with me, or say it no more
Black stars can come and get me
Take it from Oprah Winfrey, tell her she right on time
Kendrick Lamar, by far, realest Negus alive
(Six)
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Leave me out the comments, leave me out the nonsense
Speakin' out of context, people need some content
Niggas tryna keep up, shit is not a contest
Whippin' Benz concept
Heaven-sent, God-sent
Least that's what my mom says
Proof is in the progress, money's not a object
Busy than a motherfucker, you know how my job get
Barkin' up the wrong tree, you know how the dogs get
Haven't fallen off yet, yee
Come with a classic, they come around years later and say it's a sleeper
The earrings are real, the petty is real
Might charge my ex for a feature
Deposit the money to Brenda, Laticia, or Linda, Felicia
She came for me twice, I didn't even nut for her once, you know I'm a pleaser
Forty-two millimeter, was made in Geneva
Yeah, I probably should go to Yeshiva, we went to Ibiza
Yeah, I probably should go link with Yeezy, I need me some Jesus
But soon as I started confessin' my sins, he wouldn't believe us
Sins, I got sins on my mind
And some M's, got a lot of M's on my mind
And my friends, yeah, I keep my friends on my mind
I'm in love, I'm in love with two girls at one time
And they tens, that's why I got ten on my mind
I got some M's, got a lot of M's on my mind
And my friends, yeah, I keep my friends on my mind
Should repent, I need me some Jesus in my life, Amen
I'm from the four but I love me a threesome
DM her, delete it, she's my lil' secret
He tryna diss me to blow up, I peep it
I can't respond, we just go at your people
If I left some racks on the bed, you can keep it
This shit gettin' deeper and deeper, I dig it
My shovel wasn't bent, I was broke, had to fix it
A shark in the water, you swim with the lil' fish
I hit today, by tomorrow, she miss it
I grabbed her neck, she look up then I kiss it
I'm not a GOAT but I fit the description
I like to pour so I get the prescription
We walk around with them bands in our britches
This gun ain't gon' jam, when I blow, I ain't missin'
I'm droppin' hit after hit, I'm just chillin'
But I'll send a hit while I chill with my children
Bigger the business, the bigger the office
I fucked 'round and found me a swag then I caught up
They call for my artists, they makin' me offers
I don't even bargain, I start from the bottom
I lost a Ferrari, Las Vegas, Nevada
I woke up the followin' day and went harder
I'm crackin' my shell now, they see that I'm smarter
I gotta get money, I love to get chartered
I gave her four Birkins and one's for her daughter
I can't let 'em down, walk around with my guard up
I'm screamin' out "YOLO," yeah, that's still the motto
I know I be on some shit that they ain't thought of
Sins, I got sins on my mind
And some M's, got a lot of M's on my mind
And my friends, yeah, I keep my friends on my mind
I'm in love, I'm in love with two girls at one time
And they tens, that's why I got ten on my mind
I got some M's, got a lot of M's on my mind
And my friends, yeah, I keep my friends on my mind
Should repent, I need me some Jesus in my life, Amen
Walk with me
Open your sensitive mouth and talk to me
Hold out your delicate hands and feel me
Couldn't make any plans to conceal me
Open your sensitive mouth
Hold out your delicate hands
With such a sensitive mouth
I'm easy to see through
When I come up
When I rush
I rush for you
Cry for you
Seen the tears roll down from my eyes for you
Heard my truth distorted to lies for you
Watched my love becoming a prize for you
Seen the tears in my eyes
Heard my truth turn to lies
Seen the tears in my eyes
I'm not proud of what I do
When I come up
When I rush
I rush for you
I come up to meet you
Up there somewhere
When I rush to greet you
My soul is bared
Gave more for you
Dropped my crutches and crawled on the floor for you
Went looking behind every door for you
And because of the things that I saw for you
I spiritually grew
When I come up
When I rush
I rush for you
When I come up
When I rush
I rush for you
When I come up
When I rush
I rush for you
Rush for you
I rush for you
I rush for you
I rush for you
The judge make time so it ain't shit
It shouldn't be shit for us to come out here and appreciate the little bit of life we got left, dog
On the dead homies, Charlie P, you know that bro
You know that
Right it's mando, it's mando
Right it's mando
Listen and I say this, because I love you niggas man
I love all my niggas bro
Exac-, enough said, enough said
And we gon' get back to the show and move on, because that shit petty my nigga
Mic check, mic check, mic check, mic check, mic check
We gon' do some acapella shit before we get back to-
All my niggas listen, listen to this:
I promised Dave I'd never use the phrase "fuck nigga"
He said, "Think about what you saying: "Fuck niggas"
No better than Samuel on the Django
No better than a white man with slave boats"
Sound like I needed some soul searching
My Pops gave me some game in real person
Retraced my steps on what they never taught me
Did my homework fast before government caught me
So I'ma dedicate this one verse to Oprah
On how the infamous, sensitive N-word control us
So many artists gave her an explanation to hold us
Well, this is my explanation straight from Ethiopia
N-E-G-U-S definition: royalty, king royalty- wait listen
N-E-G-U-S description: black emperor, king, ruler, now let me finish
The history books overlook the word and hide it
America tried to make it to a house divided
The homies don't recognize we been using it wrong
So I'ma break it down and put my game in a song
N-E-G-U-S, say it with me, or say it no more
Black stars can come and get me
Take it from Oprah Winfrey, tell her she right on time
Kendrick Lamar, by far, realest Negus alive
Walk with me
Open your sensitive mouth and talk to me
Hold out your delicate hands and feel me
Couldn't make any plans to conceal me
Open your sensitive mouth
Hold out your delicate hands
With such a sensitive mouth
I'm easy to see through
When I come up
When I rush
I rush for you
Cry for you
Seen the tears roll down from my eyes for you
Heard my truth distorted to lies for you
Watched my love becoming a prize for you
Seen the tears in my eyes
Heard my truth turn to lies
Seen the tears in my eyes
I'm not proud of what I do
When I come up
When I rush
I rush for you
I come up to meet you
Up there somewhere
When I rush to greet you
My soul is bared
Gave more for you
Dropped my crutches and crawled on the floor for you
Went looking behind every door for you
And because of the things that I saw for you
I spiritually grew
When I come up
When I rush
I rush for you
When I come up
When I rush
I rush for you
When I come up
When I rush
I rush for you
Rush for you
I rush for you
I rush for you
I rush for you
I heard they opened up Pandora's box"
I box 'em all in, by a landslide
Nah, homie, we too sensitive, it spill out to the streets
I make the call and get the Coast involved, then history repeats
But I resolved inside that private hall while sitting down with Jay
He said, "It's funny how one verse can fuck up the game"
I been A-1 since day one, you niggas boo-boo
I remember you was conflicted
Misusing your influence
Sometimes I did the same
Abusing my power full of resentment
Resentment that turned into a deep depression
Found myself screaming in a hotel room
I didn't want to self-destruct
The evils of Lucy was all around me
So I went running for answers
Until I came home
But that didn't stop survivors guilt
Going back and forth
Trying to convince myself the stripes I earned
Or maybe how A-1 my foundation was
But while my loved ones was fighting a continuous war
Back in the city
I was entering a new one
Oh, it's upside down
Here, let me turn this motherfucker up right now
That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm back)
I'm back (I'm back) (Slim Shady) I'm back
That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm back)
I'm back (I'm back) (Slim Shady) I'm back
That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm back)
I'm back (I'm back) (Slim Shady) I'm back
That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm back)
I'm back (I'm back) (Slim Shady) I'm back
I take each individual degenerate's head and reach into it
Just to see if he's influenced by me, if he listens to music
And if he feeds into this shit he's an innocent victim
And becomes a puppet on the string of my tennis shoe
My name is Slim Shady
I been crazy way before radio didn't play me
The sensational (back is the incredible)
With Ken Kaniff, who just finds the men edible
It's Ken Kaniff on the internet
Trying to lure your kids, with him, into bed
It's a sick world we live in these days
"Slim for Pete's sakes put down Christopher Reeve's legs"
Geez, you guys are so sensitive
"Slim it's a touchy subject, try and just don't mention it"
Mind with no sense in it, fried to get so frenetic
Whose eyes get so squinted, I'm blind from smoke in 'em
With my windows tinted, with nine limos rented
Doin' lines of coke in 'em, with a bunch of guys hoppin' out
All high and indo-scented
And that's where I get my name from, that's why they call me
They call me Slim Shady (I'm back)
I'm back (I'm back) (Slim Shady) I'm back
That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm back)
I'm back (I'm back) (Slim Shady) I'm back
That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm back)
I'm back (I'm back) (Slim Shady) I'm back
That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm back)
I'm back (I'm back) (Slim Shady) I'm back
I take seven kids from Columbine, stand 'em all in line
Add an AK-47, a revolver, a .9
A MAC-11 and it oughta solve the problem of mine
And that's a whole school of bullies shot up all at one time
'Cause (I'm) Shady, they call me as crazy
As the world was over this whole Y2K thing
And by the way, N'Sync, why do they sing?
only upsets me
You sound like the feds, homie
And the world don't respect you
And the culture don't accept you
But you think it's all love
And the girls gon' neglect you
Once your parody is done
Reputation can't protect you if
You never had one
Jealousy (Complex) , emotional (Complex)
Self-pity (Complex) , under oath (Complex)
The loudest one in the room, nigga
That's a complex
Let me put it back in proper context
Askin' "where the hoes at?" to impress me
Askin' "where the moneybags?" to impress me
Say you got the burner stashed to impress me
It's all in your head, homie
Askin' "where the plug at?"
No, I already graduated
And you can live through anything if Magic made it
They say I talk with so much emphasis
Ooh, they so sensitive
Don't ever fix your lips like collagen
Then say something when you gon' end up apologin'
Let me know if it's a problem then
Aight man, holla then
La, la, la-la
Wait 'til I get my money right
La, la, la-la
Then you can't tell me nothin' right?
I gave you life
I breathe the motherfuckin' charisma in this bitch
I bring the blessings, I gave you power
Nigga, I bring the rainfall, I gave you hustle
Then fall right back in love the very moment that I touch you (gah, gah, gah)
Scared of forever, you know nothin' else is gon' pass
I just gotta let you know
Whenever you want me, you got me 'til the end of time
Ooh, just gotta let you know
You were spontaneous, firecracker, plus our love is dangerous
Life of passion, laughin' at you lose your temper, slightly crashin'
Dumb enough to ill reaction, ain't no disrespect
Highly sensitive, possessed, saw potential, even when it's tragic
So jealous, hate it when I hit the club to get some bitches
Wrote 'em off, rather see me hit the church and get religious
Who you foolin'?
I gotta relax when I feel (huh, facts)
All of my descendants
They come in my sleep and say I am too real (huh, facts)
I'm done with the sensitive takin' it personal
Done with the black and the white
The wrong and the right
You hopin' for change and clericals
I know the feelings that came with burial's cries (bitch)
Huh, huh, uh, you ugly as fuck
(You out of pocket)
Huh, two ATMs (hah, hah, hah, hah)
You steppin' or what?
I'm only entertainin' you, my
Goal is to stimulate, makin' you high
And take you and I
To a place that you can't see but I believe you can fly
I don't mean nobody harm, I'm just partyin'
I'm not your dad, not your mom, not your guardian
Just the man who's on the mic
So let me entertain you
My lyrical content is constantly under fire
No wonder why I constantly bomb back
To combat attacks with constant concepts
When lyrics are constantly took out of context
Failure to communicate with Congress has
Been a problem for the longest, I guess
But maybe one day we can make some progress
Food for thought, see how long it takes to digest
Feeling good when I should be ashamed
Shit, I really shoulda fell but I stood, see, I came
Like a flame in the night, like a ghost in the dark
There's a ray, there's a light, there's a hope, there's a spark
But when planets collide, they'll never see eye to eye
Until they decide to set their differences aside
And this is why only one of us will survive
So children, follow my lead and feel the vibe, because
I'm only entertainin' you, my
Goal is to stimulate, makin' you high
And take you and I
To a place that you can't see but I believe you can fly
I don't mean nobody harm, I'm just partyin'
I'm not your dad, not your mom, not your guardian
Just the man who's on the mic
So let me entertain you (yeah)
My music can be slightly amusing
You shouldn't take lyrics so serious, it might be confusin'
Tryna separate the truth from entertainment
It's stupid, ain't it?
I've been really tryin', baby
Tryin' to hold back this feeling for so long
And if you feel like I feel, baby
Then, c'mon, oh, c'mon, whoa
Let's get it on
Ah, baby, let's get it on
Let's love, baby
Let's get it on, sugar
Let's get it on, woo hoo
We're all sensitive people
With so much to give
Understand me, sugar (ooh, ooh)
Since we've got to be here
Let's live
I love you
There's nothing wrong with me
Loving you, baby, no, no
And giving yourself to me can never be wrong
If the love is true, oh baby
Ooh, don't you know how sweet and wonderful life can be, ooh (let me love you)
I'm asking you baby to get it on with me, ooh, ooh (let me love you)
I ain't gonna worry (let me love you)
I ain't gonna push, won't push you baby (let me love you)
So c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, baby
Stop beatin' 'round the bush, hey
Let's get it on (ooh, ooh)
Let's get it on (ooh, ooh)
You know what I'm talkin' 'bout
C'mon, baby, hey, hey
Let your love come out
If you believe in love
Let's get it on, ooh
Let's get it on, baby
This minute, oh yeah
Let's get it on
Please, please get it on
I know and you know what I've been dreaming of, don't you baby?
I took her to Dubai (wow)
Lil mama stupid fly (now)
So tell me what you like (wow) (Trap-A-Holics, bitch)
'Cause girls I like to buy (right)
My money stupid fat (right)
His money on a diet (light)
Ten stacks to keep her quiet (shh)
I make her call me daddy (daddy)
Yeah, there go daddy, baby (mommy)
And she loves daddy 'cause
Daddy gon' keep them hatin'
Yeahm yeah they hatin', baby (yeah)
They wanna trade places (yeah)
I call her sexy lady (sexy)
She call me Gucci baby (Gucci)
She gotta Fendi fetish (yeah)
She gotta shoppin' problem (yeah)
That girl's a shopaholic (yeah)
She only mess with ballers (yeah, yeah, yeah)
She gotta Gucci fetish
She gotta Louis problem (yeah)
She gotta shoppin' problem (yeah)
That girl's a shopaholic (yeah-yeah)
She gotta Fendi fetish (yeah)
She gotta shoppin' problem (yeah)
That girl's a shopaholic (yeah)
She only mess with ballers (yeah, yeah, yeah) (Holiday Season)
She gotta Gucci fetish
She gotta Louis problem (yeah)
She gotta shoppin' problem (yeah)
That girl's a shopaholic (yeah-yeah)
Yo, yo, I'ma needa couple of them Benz-eses
I be out in China spendin' Yens-eses
Gucci on my lense-ses
My leather so sensitive
Scratch my nine o'clock
I wanna shop, make it tentative
Didly-didly-dee look at all these hoochies
I be on the beach in Emilio Pucci
I'm the, I'm the best, I'm the best, ask Khaled
Hold up, hold up, listen
It's the DJ Khaled, A.K.a we the best
Right now you need to listen
Ayy, yo, Holiday
Bring that back, man
It's DJ Khaled they wanna hear that again, man
Listen
Yo, I'ma need a couple of dem Benzes
I be out in China spendin' Yenzes
Gucci on my lenses
My leather so sensitive
Scratch my nine o'clock
I wanna shop, make it tentative
Didly-didly-dee look at all these hoochies
I be on the beach in Emilio Pucci
I'm the, I'm the best, I'm the best ask Khaled
Sorry little daddy that card's not valid
I need unlimited black cards, like I'm racist
Some real big faces
Louis Vuitton cases
Hoes in the hood say, "Nicki Minaj bougie"
I do it B-I-G, so I keep a couple Coogis, hoes
She gotta Fendi fetish (yeah)
She gotta shoppin' problem (yeah)
That girl's a shopaholic (yeah)
She only mess with ballers (yeah, yeah, yeah) (Trap-A-Holics mixtapes)
She gotta Gucci fetish
She gotta Louis problem (yeah)
She gotta shoppin' problem (yeah)
That girl's a shopaholic (yeah-yeah)
She gotta Fendi fetish (yeah)
She gotta shoppin' problem (yeah)
That girl's a shopaholic (yeah)
She only mess with ballers (yeah, yeah, yeah)
She gotta Gucci fetish
She gotta Louis problem (yeah)
She gotta shoppin' problem (yeah)
That girl's a shopaholic (yeah-yeah) (Holiday Season)
Louis V, fuck with me, every day's a shoppin' spree
Got ice that be clear like glass, I be freakin' blindin' me
My level's hard to see, you besta just admire me
Everywhere I go, she go
I go in the sto' just to blow big dough
She got a Louis prob', Louis this and Louis that
Louis hangin' from her arm, in her purse a Louis strap
Big cash is everywhere, haters love to stop and stare
Fly from the shoes to hair, so fucking hate, I don't care
She all about the money (money), she all about the cash (cash)
She all about me, 'bout me 'cause I be servin' that ass
I be servin' the hard, she be servin' me back
I just give her the card, ain't no limit on that
She gotta Fendi fetish (yeah)
She gotta shoppin' problem (yeah)
That girl's a shopaholic (yeah)
She only mess with ballers (yeah, yeah, yeah)
She gotta Gucci fetish
She gotta Louis problem (yeah)
She gotta shoppin' problem (yeah)
That girl's a shopaholic (yeah-yeah)
She gotta Fendi fetish (yeah)
She gotta shoppin' problem (yeah)
That girl's a shopaholic (yeah)
She only mess with ballers (yeah, yeah, yeah)
She gotta Gucci fetish
She gotta Louis problem (yeah)
She gotta shoppin' problem (yeah)
That girl's a shopaholic (yeah-yeah)
Silly me, buyin' all this Louis V
True Religions, rockin' Republic, 7's and Frankie B (yeah)
Gucci, Louis, Fendi, Prada, Escada, Dolce and Gabbana (yes)
Long as I'ma keep buyin' designer she's a rider
Scooped her out of that Nissan, threw her in a Hummer truck
Four wheel drive when you ride, you ain't never stuck
Who is he?
I'm only entertainin' you, my
Goal is to stimulate, makin' you high
And take you and I
To a place that you can't see but I believe you can fly
I don't mean nobody harm, I'm just partyin'
I'm not your dad, not your mom, not your guardian
Just the man who's on the mic
So let me entertain you
My lyrical content is constantly under fire
No wonder why I constantly bomb back
To combat attacks with constant concepts
When lyrics are constantly took out of context
Failure to communicate with Congress has
Been a problem for the longest, I guess
But maybe one day we can make some progress
Food for thought, see how long it takes to digest
Feeling good when I should be ashamed
Shit, I really shoulda fell but I stood, see, I came
Like a flame in the night, like a ghost in the dark
There's a ray, there's a light, there's a hope, there's a spark
But when planets collide, they'll never see eye to eye
Until they decide to set their differences aside
And this is why only one of us will survive
So children, follow my lead and feel the vibe, because
I'm only entertainin' you, my
Goal is to stimulate, makin' you high
And take you and I
To a place that you can't see but I believe you can fly
I don't mean nobody harm, I'm just partyin'
I'm not your dad, not your mom, not your guardian
Just the man who's on the mic
So let me entertain you (yeah)
My music can be slightly amusing
You shouldn't take lyrics so serious, it might be confusin'
Tryna separate the truth from entertainment
It's stupid, ain't it?
Nah, nah, you sound stupid as fuck
Shit, everybody stupid
Yeah, well, you need to talk to someone
Reach out to Eckhart
I come from a generation of home invasions and I got daddy issues, that's on me
Everything them four walls had taught me, made habits bury deep
That man knew a lot, but not enough to keep me past them streets
My life is a plot, twisted from directions that I can't see
Daddy issues run across my head, told me, "Fuck a foul"
I'm teary-eyed, wanna throw my hands, I won't think out loud
A foolish pride, if I lose again, won't go in the house
I stayed outside, laughin' with my friends, they don't know my life
Daddy issues made me learn losses, I don't take those well
Mama said, "That boy is exhausted," he said, "Go fuck yourself
If he give up now, that's gon' cost him, life's a bitch
You could be a bitch or step out the margin", I got up quick
I'm chargin' baskets and falling backwards, tryna keep balance
Oh, this the part where mental stability meets talent
Oh, this the part, he breaks my humility just for practice
Tactics we learned together, sore losers forever, daddy issues
Early mornin' wake ups (ah) practicin' on day-offs (ah)
Tough love (ah), bottled up, no chaser (ah)
Neat, no chaser (ah), neat, no chaser (ah)
Neat, no chaser (ah), neat, no chase
Early mornin' wake ups (ah), practicin' on day-offs (ah, day-offs)
Tough love (ah), bottled up, no chaser (ah)
Neat, no chaser (ah), neat, no chaser (ah)
Neat, no chaser (ah), neat, no chaser
I got daddy issues, that's on me
Lookin' for, "I love you," rarely empathizin' for my relief
A child that grew accustomed, jumping up when I scraped my knee
'Cause if I cried about it, he'd surely tell me not to be weak
Daddy issues, hid my emotions, never expressed myself
Man should never show feelings, being sensitive never helped
His mama died, I asked him why he goin' back to work so soon?
His first reply was, "Son, that's life, and bills got no silver spoon"
Daddy issues, fuck everybody, go get your money, son
Protect yourself, trust nobody, only your mama'n'em
This made relationships seem cloudy, never attached to none
So if you took some likings around me, I might reject the love
Daddy issues kept me competitive, that's a fact, nigga
I don't give a fuck what's the narrative, I am that nigga
When Kanye got back with Drake, I was slightly confused
Guess I'm not mature as I think, got some healin' to do
Egotistic, zero-given fucks and to be specific (ah)
Need assistance with the way I was brought up (ah, ah)
What's the difference when your heart is made of stone
And your mind is made of gold
And your tongue is made of sword, but it may weaken your soul?
I'll pee on Rihanna, see man, I do what I wanna
Spray perfume in the sauna room, crazy gluin' Madonna
To the La-Z-Boy sofa, fold her in two, then sit on her
Imagine the visual for that, man, who would've thought I
Could ever be such a relentless prick, unleashin' his vengeance
But the chick's so old, she looks like she outlived a life sentence
I never meant this rhyme to be so offensive
If you weren't so defensive, it wouldn't be, you're so sensitive
I guess it's time for you to hate me again
Let's begin, now hand me the pen
How should I begin it and where does it all end?
