August 8th
[Verse 1]
Yeah, I gotta tell it all
I been stressing all the time
But I'm better off
I got numbers from these bitches
I don't ever call
I got problems in my life, that I'm tryna solve
But if I blew up
And make buku bucks
Then I could get myself outta here
So I could do what..
What I always wanted
Buy a crib up in the hills
And I'll never have to string together
Money for bills
I just want the best for everybody
Yeah, so I keep on making moves
You don't want it
How I do
I tell em quit the bitchin'
We gon' make it in a few
I'm done taking advice
When nobody got a clue
And these days
I got no trust
I was to selfish
Now I got no one
She was near perfect
Man, I might go nuts
I just had to go so I left for those ones
Then she went to LA, LA for four days
She tryna get over the pain
Now she saying I ain't shit
Acting outta character
The way she be carrying herself
Couple VIP bands thinking that she famous
And It's all, my fault
I know I tore you apart
Maybe one day
Me and you can have a new start
Quit posting all the snaps girl
You trying to hard
I'm the only one who knows
Who you really are
I been losing friends that I've had for years
No I'm never fucking with em
That's just my career
I would need a million Kleenex to dry my tears
I swear I've been through it all
I ain't got no fears, yeah
No way, how the fuck you tell a flower to stop blooming
Same why, you can't tell Metro to stop booming
Naysayers load up
To put a shot through me
They always try
Promise they can't stop Luvi
Ugh
I ain't worried 'bout fame
Everybody else is though, they think I'ma change
No wonder why all the people
I've been introduced to
Always gotta ask me if I remember their names, damn
Mom points are prevalent
I don't even drop a lot, but I stay relevant
Proof is in the pudding
Homie I'm getting settled in
And I'm here to strive
Motherfucker its evident
Talking the book
Dreaming 'bout going, plat, plat, one day
In the studio we up late
We got the same vision
Take over the whole business
I burn bridges with all of my old bitches
All they ever do is throw dirt on the boy
They only wanna see things get worse for the boy
Really they just want another chance
Look I did what I can
And now the boy is the man, yeah
I need a drink, go smoke real quick
I'm tryna drive me to Rose real quick
Don't ever try me, I'm a pro with this shit
I'm full of flows, I'll turn you into a ghost real quick
My team said I shouldn't take it this deep
I've been feeling like Lebron
Back in twenty-o-three
I'm the rookie
Everybody's been waiting to see
That's some shit that's on my mind
Thought I'd share it for free
I got vivid memories
Of when they didn't feel me
They wouldn't let us in the building
Now we got the keys
The security calls
To walk up that motherfucker
And go home with a milli
I promise everything is getting better with time
Haven't took a look down since I started to climb
They always tell me "when you make it, please keep me in mind"
I'm hardly in the city
But I'm never hard to find
Its Sean Luvi