Arguments With Me Lyrics

You know I'm bout to put us on

You know I'm bout to put us on

You don't make enough Selling them lil shoes at the shoe shop

You ain't never bout to be no 2Pac Dawg, I'm tryna make it

I made a hundred grand off selling shoes to women

Quite frankly, this shit is a wholesome living

Nigga, stop it Price of rent is super toxic

You in L.A. where dreams rarely turn to profit

Look, I got it I just don't got a hit

Cuz you don't got no ass in the videos, Man here we go again with this shit

Don't you leave me alone

You know I'm bout to put us on

Still chasing dreams until I finally make it home

Don't you leave me alone

Putting all my failures in this song

Know I'm close, feel the money through my itching palms

Don't you leave me alone

Wind blowing but my legs still going

Don't you leave me alone

I think I found God, nigga you went to church a few times

Nah, for real I was lost until I found mine

How many times you talk about living all of this shit

You said that rapping was a hobby Now you living it

For real, I'm sick, borderline alcoholic I ran six miles, drank half the fifth I just bought it

Nah, See, Now, I told you wasn't me

Check your phone, there's a text Let's go have another drink

Don't you leave me alone

You know I'm bout to put us on

Still chasing dreams until I finally make it home

Don't you leave me alone

Putting all my failures in this song

Know I'm close, feel the money through my itching palms

Don't you leave me alone

Wind blowing but my legs still going

Don't you leave me alone