| Silence keeps cloudin' me
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| Hand on my heart
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| And I, I wish time never mattered
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| Yeah, stylin' though
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| Dissin' but got pictures with me smilin' though
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| All the things you need, you still want problems though
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| All the things I know, I still been silent though
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| Yeah, used to be at SilverCity, Indigo
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| Used to be in lunchroom, playin' dominoes
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| I don’t want to have to go to funerals
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| I gotta start sleepin' at the studio
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| I don’t have no time to be no Romeo
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| All the love I need is at the rodeo
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| All the love I need is here at OVO, yeah
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| All the girls I know are there with E and Tho
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| Who knows where I end up when that shit gets old?
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| Maybe it never gets old and that’s just how it goes
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| Last table left in Carbone, callin' plays on the rotary phone
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| I take a glass of Domina to go with me home
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| Might move our annual shit to the 'Dome
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| I need 40,000 people to see what I’m on
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| Yeah, ducked a lot of spiteful moves
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| I was an angry yute when I was writin' Views
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| Saw a side of myself that I just never knew
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| I’ll probably self-destruct if I ever lose, but I never do
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| Steady doin' double shifts
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| 1da doin' the beat and I open up like a double click
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| More blessings because I’m generous
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| Thirty-seater plane for like ten of us
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| Remember when I bought Sealey the fake Chanel wallet
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| She knew that shit was a fraud but never told me about it
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| Nowadays when we catchin' up we just laugh about it
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| Can’t describe what my life is like when she asks about it
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| Scary whenever I close my eyes at night
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| Wakin' up to public statements about my private life
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| I can never sleep 'til mornin' on all my quiet nights
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| But you can rest assured that my mind is right
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| Get no sick days, I leave for like three months in six days
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| Never stick around to see shit change
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| Get lil' updates, texts in my inboxes have been poppin'
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| Seasons go by like I’m binge-watchin'
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| Went from Club Palazzo in the Bridge to Club LIV
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| To not even showin' up at a club 'less we doin' biz'
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| I can’t even party while a nigga pursuin' this
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| Distractions will do you in, in the truest sense
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| Especially people that want to lecture me
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| And frame it like they just want the best for me
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| Or they check for me, whatever splits it up
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| So there’s more for them and there’s less for me
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| They don’t know they got to be faster than me to get to me
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| No one’s done it successfully
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| 7AM in Germany, can’t believe that they heard of me
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| Last verse that I gotta do is always like surgery
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| Always tryin' to let go of anything that’ll burden me
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| That’s the reason you can feel the tension and the urgency
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| Last chance I get to make sure that you take it personally
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| Take this shit to heart, it’s always executed perfectly
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| If we do a song it’s like takin' my kids to work with me
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| You overnight celebrity, you one day star
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| Swear I told you that I’m in this bitch for eternity
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| I am a reflection of all of your insecurities
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| Behind closed doors, a lot of 6 God worshipping
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| Done talk now, 'cause there’s other shit that’s concernin' me
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| There’s real ones around me
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| I want to make sure they learn from me
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| I want to see my dog, but his grandmother’s his surety
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| He can’t even dip out to see me in an emergency
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| My life is centered 'round competition and currency
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| Takin' summer off, 'cause they tell me I need recovery
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| Maybe gettin' back to my regular life will humble me
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| I’ll be back 2018 to give you the summary
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| More Life |