Come Along

Lyrics

[Intro] (Ayo, man. What's on the radio, man?) (Cough) (Ayo, put it on 105.5) "What's all this shit on the radio man?" (Nah, fuck that.) "Radio always trying to tell me some shit, man, I ain't even trying to listen to." (85) Yo, yo, man, shit is all fucked up son. "I know, man." Nahmean? "Yes." (Lord have mercy) (Iono what we gon' do, man) (Who you tellin?) Yo, my daughter's feet, man, they just keep growing, son. I need new shoes. (I know man, me too) Ya nahmean, I'm trying to make this rap shit pay out yo man you know what I mean. (Yo man, I feel you) Aight (aight) I'll holler at you (holler) Aight, peace (Stay up my brother) (You gonna pass me that shit or what?) [Verse 1] Once my eyes open, the migraine starts Ibuprofen, Tylenol, Excedrin & Advil That'll get me through to nine o'clock I've got an album to finish, but brother, times are hard And I need inspiration like a priest who lies to God I try for thoughts but get distracted by lies & cars Cause my eyes are fogged like head was inside a swamp I don't wanna be large Correction, I don't wanna be a star, I just wanna be large Meaning I wanna ball, hard But not like dribble, pass it & dunk More like scribble raps on the drum and get cash when I'm done Yup My 401k is my tongue And if you don't understand that analogy you're probably dumb With bad taste Shootin' for first in last place Cause you runnin' a race, runnin' in place, runnin' late What state to be stuck inside It can make you wanna cry When you find out things you underline are a fucking lie Oops, I mean, where was I? The answer is simple, not I was doing what I was told just like a little bot I was living a lie but now I'm living a lot Now I'm trying to make a livin because this is my job [Hook] Come along With me as I, do my best to try to make it, make it If I can't love what I do, I'ma do what I love I'm gonna, write a song Put my heart, blood, sweat and tears in it And I hope somebody plays it, plays it Think that life sucks and it's not fair? Welcome to the club "Woo!" "Yo, man, ya'll don't know nothing about this shit" Yeah "This is some soul shit right here yo!" Ugh "From the heart! Uh!" Ight [Verse 2] God please Lift some of this stress offa' my feet Cause I can't make it if I keep having days like these Baby mama steady sabotaging my dreams Keeping my daughter from me, taking every dollar I see Claiming I'm unfit cause I used to light trees I wish she would move on Someone take my ex-wife please I'm sick of the nonsense like a song I did in 2003 Trying to find peace but it's hard when somebody's trying to fight me Bite me Better yet, don't, cause you're a zombie Sick in the head, walking dead, great train robbery It never ceases to amaze what some people do for hate Including sabotage love like they think that life's a game I wish they knew that we're people too It ain't all about you, think about the things you do And how they affect your kids And how they affect your friends Think ahead to how now will play out in the end if you can And remember, don't be a pretender, with a wicked agenda Better if you surrender to the faith that you claim instead of being blasphemous Believing in God? Then answer to him [Hook] Come along With me as I, do my best to try to make it, make it If I can't love what I do, I'ma do what I love I'm gonna, write a song Put my heart, blood, sweat and tears in it And then hope somebody plays it, plays it Think that life sucks and it's not fair? Welcome to the club (Repeat)