I can live w that

Lyrics

Threw up once on stage, okay, but I ain't even mean to I was too anxious that day, but you know I was happy to see you My lil' bro playin' FFX, he just happy he just got a P2 Go on tour, say what's up to the fans, like, okay, I was happy to meet you I didn't mean to treat you bad I want the front seat, not the back of the plane when I go sit relax I can feel it up in my veins, TMS, we take it to the max I know they don't understand my pain, it's okay, 'cause I can live with that No I could never live with rats, huh, brand new beat, I attacked it, uh, fuck TMS, I can't sit back and be too passive I don't want rant 'bout this shit, I got baggage Close up the circle, this shit been clashing Sit back and wait, I'll just work my magic I'ma go OT and just chill, I've been stackin' I'll just go OT and just chill I've been coolin' [Chorus] You can sit on your ass, I can't tell what you'rе doin' I'm up with the bros, TMS, we the movеment I got bags from the front to the back Throw your tape in the trash, I'ma make you the student I had to cut a lot of folks out my life 'cause they want me here for amusement What you said, know it's up in your head, you just gotta go harder you up for improvement Fuck this shit, turn my phone off, I don't really know what the fuss about Sell out the show I'ma open the door see the fans all rushin' out Smile on my face, I did it, okay, okay, I'll be smug about it I'm with the gang, we winnin', we got all the piece to the puzzle now [Verse 2] Backseat, backseat, backstage If we got problems, then go head and @ me I'm in a Fifth Avenue taxi, tryna see what's been happenin' (Sk-skrrt) Ayy, lil' Drag just gave me the ball, TMS, I'ma go head and pass it I gotta learn to deal with my problems, I just can't keep on lashin', yeah I know I can't keep on lashin' out I know my people hold me down, like, from the north to the south I'll do my thing, I'll turn around, I know that I'll do better now I'll do my thing, I'll turn around, you could go 'head and run your mouth [Chorus] You can sit on your ass, I can't tell what you're doin' I'm up with the bros, TMS, we the movement I got bags from the front to the back Throw your tape in the trash, I'ma make you the student I had to cut a lot of folks out my life 'cause they want me here for amusement What you said, know it's up in your head, you just gotta go harder you up for improvement Fuck this shit, turn my phone off, I don't really know what the fuss about Sell out the show I'ma open the door see the fans all rushin' out Smile on my face, I did it, okay, okay, I'll be smug about it I'm with the gang, we winnin', we got all the piece to the puzzle now [Outro] Oh, oh, TMS TMS, TMS, fuck, uh Phew