Search results for 'this is me youre talking to album edit by trisha yearwood' Page #10

Nobody talking to me so I'm tryna be the toughest
Waiting for the bus with my headphones banging
I'm not going nowhere, shit, I'm just hanging
Dropped out

the villain
Just a sad type

My pride came in and gave me
False delusions in reality
The fact is, I couldn't even
Fathom singularity

Everything was me me me
I

I start at the bottom, I'm loving the scraps
Got a whole meal on my back
Got a whole table, I'm eating off that
Got a whole album, you're feeling

This is for you gavin dickhead

After everything we've been through!
This is how you repay me? Uh?
I’ve done so much for you, like therapy!
We've had

she jerk me with her right hand
I don't got no time for one night stands
But if you're mine, you stay by my side, you is my "right-hand"
But on the left

for Upcoming disasters
Im talking here in therapy
She had me write this note
Ina couple weeks ill say
I cant afford to go lets go
This is important

to Chiraq
Pirates turning niggas' skill into
The dog bone y'all go fetch and this is all
From me being barked on
And now your dog gone and I'm a daw-gone vet

a Juice
There ain't no stopping me
I keep accomplishing everything I'm promising I'mma do
Started by conquering Zeus
Consumate Hera, 'cause Greek is a mood

me
But sometimes things don't make sense and I still worry
What the future holds right now is really blurry to see
By the time I get out of this mess

out this maze
Of constant regret and constant rethink
I need to rethink
If my last album was more than just an escape
For revenge
I have every reason

I'm more lost than I've ever been
Please help me, all I got is this paper and pen
Now I'm waiting for them while they ride up slow
Not a care in

Summer is here so is our goodbye
Still don't know why I can be this blind
You can tell me to be by your side
I can go with you, leave ‘em all behind
But I

fine, I pull her hair while she jerk me with her right hand
I don't got no time for one night stands
But if you're mine, you stay by my side, you is my

me
I will drown you in your sorrow
Do not be expecting for shit you can't even borrow
Probably my album won't make that million pounds
Maybe by most

And the sky is around
You know I love the night
Never fear love
I got you on my mind
I want you by my side all the time
Smoking up
We don't gotta fuck
I just

carries that

It's strange
I've been thinking about this a lot
Essentially, almost what this album is
Is myself
I feel like I'm deconstructing myself
Trying

a motherfucking song
Nigga
(Like really)
(Tell me what y'all talking bout jo, this aint no motherfucking musical)

popping get off my city
I’m Hyderabadi
From Old to Hitech City
Come to Kundanbagh
And ask they know me
Walk by and that ass is holey
Sly by in white get

hand-me-downs
They want a million views, I want a Grammy now, and the closest they'll come is they grammy's house
I don't even drink but I'm planning how, I can

being low key
Niggas dying
Cause they OD
A bunch of dope fiends
Turn that beef into roast beef
Cook it slowly
Been to hell where it's toasty
This shit is

This the prelude to the album
This is everything
If you can actually pay attention
Imma tell you everything
What do you want to know

Fuck it this

Never happy anymore, that's as if you couldn't tell
I can't take it anymore, but I'm too proud to ask for help
All this pain inside can't be repaired by

remarks
I'm not an Egyptian artist I'm Egyptian art
Conspicuous by absence like the sphinx's missing part
The reasons why I do this is deeper than where I

something you could be in
Why y'all tryna fuck with me
Emceeing is a luxury
You speaking all this puppetry
You just keep on muttering
With music and some