Noise Complaints

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Yeah
Yeah I got noise complaints
All up on my door they try to shut me up
Sick of me already, don't tell me cause I ain't had enough
So many plans but I felt like I ain't adding up
The only thing I love is the thing that make em mad at us
Ain't that ironic, hats off to you I'm that astonished
Halt my music in the infancy, okay I got it
I had to look back to my roots to see I'm that iconic
I'm my father's son, he'd want me to talk shit to the nonsense
Not since 2004 have I been so out of my place
Learned to adapt, overreact, I'm a rat in my race
It's funny now they reaching out to me I leave instead
Had to drop the beef up in the past to go and leap ahead
Uh, yeah I got noise complaints
Need that shit for me though I ain't feeble, I ain't lost my way
Can't reach a point that breaks
Didn't feel at home, I'm all alone, I dropped the stakes
I'm so flat on my back
I ain't know how to react, what's that
They think I should stay quiet when I wanna snap
I got panned to my doom, it's random and soon
And it was certain till we got a few fans in the room
I was certain I was past all the rambling and moods
Now I'm off the hook another time, I'm accountable too
Nothing profound to say, get me out of my way
Reaching conclusions of a journey I'm proud to have made
From the jump I heard the noise but I never complained
I treat the doubters like a dowry, they funding my fame
Took me a year to finish the outro
Thank God this never an album that I could outgrow
Moved out, but I didn't know that I really found home
210 for four months with two friends making a fucking crown jewel
Since the jump I was different, sampled the same but we grow to outlive it
They gon' see another ten years of this Jordan and Pippen
Silly me, I gotta quit all my riffing and get complacent with what I'm given
Came from a busy busy to summer of free time
Stress comin' for me meanwhile, feel it in my chest when I breathe out
This should take me maybe three tries, thank God for Ben it would've been years
These are my undiagnosed tics and tricks I used to run from those fears
Mind runs that quick, why I slow my pen down how I do
Like is my flow too overused
I'm falling fast on free chances, I'm worried that I blew
Cause I get left on read and all my texts go green from blue uh
I got noise complaints but we ain't pay the fines
But it turned out fine, got me thinking back I can't rewind, it's time to move along
Just as busy sitting in silence and living with solace
As when my room was studio timing
Just as nervous in my own climate
On the mic the only time I feel honest
No one really knows how my mind is
Sit in front of screens and pour my soul to people who act like they know
End of the day they all get paychecks
And I'm just left as empty, it don't matter if it's painless
Spending all my time in wait to make it off a wait list and just wait less
Survivor's guilt, we weren't that close, maybe we should've been
Life ahead of him
Like why was it me instead of him
Gave me some perspective, I'm selfish with how I use the pen
Fifteen months, was life much better then?
Probably not, I lost the plot
I get ahead of myself, my family was STEM
Picked a plan when no one questioned it
At least I'm the twenty percent they tell me I'm better than
I'm still so irrelevant
Complain when making a noise, put me on medicine
Wonder if my fam wish I was headed for med again
There's lead in my heavy pen
Taking slow steps to irredeemable with every sin
Bring back the beat again, make me feel something

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