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Whatever happened to that? |
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Joey! Yeah |
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Seems like |
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I gotta buy a weed bag (so easily sidetracked!) |
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I think it mighta been next week |
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Mighta been next month, shit (Joey!) |
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Look, sometimes |
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I wanna make money |
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But sometimes |
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I ain't motivated; sometimes |
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I think it's overrated |
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Sometimes |
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I'm thinkin |
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I wasn't supposed to make it |
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But what I show is basic, |
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I normally poker-face it (what else?) |
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Sometimes |
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I wanna make music |
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Sometimes |
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I think it's just useless |
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So y'all don't hear a lot of new shit |
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Clueless, dependin on what my mood is (ohh!) |
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Sometimes |
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I wanna dress down |
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I mean I wanna let up, but y'all be let down |
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I'm so easily sidetracked |
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I just lost my train of thought, but besides that |
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I wanna stop somebody and keep it real |
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But know that they'll understand 'fore |
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I tell 'em how |
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I feelI wish |
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I knew how it'd feel |
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I swore I needed somethin from the store (like what?) |
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Got a call that |
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I just ignored, my day is hectic |
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I'm overwhelmed with thoughts, leave a message |
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This Saturday |
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I, planned on goin shoppin for my kid |
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Wanna smoke, no cig's, |
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I'm like "Where the fuck's the store?" |
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Got a migraine, but |
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I forgot that |
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I was sick |
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Cause these jeans don't seem to lay right over my kicks |
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And this'll be the last time |
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I buy this brand |
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That I try this brand - oh shit, the bitch called me |
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She seems like the perfect girl to cheat with |
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Sleep with, |
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I bet that she can keep a secret |
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I turned the radio on, and heard a beat sick |
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Know I can kill that shit better than he did |
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Sometimes |
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I could be so analytical (why?!) |
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With no audience, so who am |
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I a critic to? (nobody) |
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I'm so easily sidetracked |
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I just lost my train of thought, but besides that |
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I spent years tryin to figure out why is that |
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Beat of my drum thrown off by a hi-hat (ohh!) |
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I should hit the club, get a outfit |
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But fuck that, the lifestyle ain't about shit |
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That no longer gets me up, it don't arouse shit (why?) |
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See I'm on my |
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OnDemand in the house shit |
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I've lost so many relationships(Tell me) |
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Is it, just because |
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I don't relate to shit? |
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Me I (me I) |
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I hate ignorance so much |
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I'm prayin for niggaz that didn't grow much |
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Maybe our whole generation was raised wrong |
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I'm only responsible for me, |
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I gotta stay strong |
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I'm so easily sidetracked |
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I just lost my train of thought, but besides that |
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I spent years tryin to figure out why is that... |
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Why? But besides that |
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Uh uhh, I'm so easily sidetracked! |
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Uhh, goin on nigga, |
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I spent years tryin to figure out why is that |
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Why? I mean, |
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I'm so easily sidetracked |
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Fuck is goin on? |
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Yo, cig's still unlit, lookin a pic of a man cross-eyed |
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On my way to kill the nigga 'til the thought died (uhh) |
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Or it's a lie, |
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I'm just hogtied |
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Got frog eyes, cause chick with a phatty walked by |
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Nice complexion, nice tan |
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And so behind her |
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I ran 'til |
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I seen her desination was a man(So) |
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In the street |
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I stand, with my heat in hand |
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For what reason, |
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I don't remember beefin |
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Note to self on my hand, "Get even!" |
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But I don't remember needin re-venge |
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Now anybody comin toward me |
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I'm reachin |
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Leg bleedin - (so) fuck it |
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I'll retrace my steps followin the path of my blood leakin |
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Led me to |
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Juan's house which |
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I visit every weekend |
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To my knowledge, me and him wasn't speakin |