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đ Join the Affiliate Program Now Nobody lets beats play anymore
Know what I mean?
They always just start rappin and shit like
Rememberâ
whenâ
they used toâ
let it just play you couldâ
catch a feel or whatever...
[Chorus]
Look me in my eyes forâaâminute
Iâainât cried inâa minute
I beenâdyin on the inside
I been tryin just to get us
Like my eyes got this tint
Itâs really hard for me to just smile
Lookin round just make me sad
They donât get my frown and that shit just make me mad
I never stay down when life kick me in my ass
Cause shit ainât ever hopeless
But I wonder should I hope less?
[Verse 1]
Whatâs the cost of payin attention?
Is it too much to be free?
Walk in the room like ye high sway all the tension
But none of my answers definite
Playin lots the same notes
Think I need some new chords
Doin lotta maintenance think I need some new chores
Think I need to do mine
And you need to do yours
Makin sure we all win
Maybe we should lose more
Maybe we would learn then
Maybe we should try shit
I donât want the love if itâs on some one-time shit
I ainât really hear this beat until the sunlight hit
I be scared that Iâll never be on the run height shit
Sometimes itâs just time for a change
I wish I could do the world, but Iâll start with me
And no matter how well the music age
Whatâs it mean if I never find harmony?
[Chorus]
Look me in my eyes for a minute
I ainât cried in a minute
I been dyin on the inside
I been tryin just to get us
Like my eyes got this tint
Itâs really hard for me to just smile
Lookin round just make me sad
They donât get my frown and that shit just make me mad
I never stay down when life kick me in my ass
Cause shit ainât ever hopeless
But I wonder should I hope less?
[Verse 2: Ricky Motional]
Iâm boutta hit L.E.S. wit my final check
Shit I just got a letter from the I.R.S
Philosophy with that on Clintonâs Harlem office
They gon have to get through many brothas just to get to me
If you tryna reach me then itâs better not to message me
A flair or the bat signal function more effectively
Anything but that I really hate my Jack and all these stupid social obligations that yall have for me to keep it packed
Bun tied underneath my Yankee cap
My city wit me everywhere I go
Overshield for phony shit to which we be exposed
Ex says she want nothin to do wit me no more
But still posts pictures in my clothes
Common sense erodes, enough of that shit
Let me light the pack a bowl of that
And plus a bowl of Apple Jacks
A perfect stack
My grandma tried to say I need a new distraction
One that donât involve consumption, numbin pain or bein passive
All that on my bodyâs taxin
Told her I might make a switch
I ainât make a promise cause I like my nose the way it is
Maybe I could go from toy to boy soon
See what life is kinda like
Til then Iâll be overdosed on Mike and Ikeâs shit I just hope that
[Chorus]
Look me in my eyes for a minute
I ainât cried in a minute
I been dyin on the inside
I been tryin just to get us
Itâs like my eyes got this tint
Itâs really hard for me to just smile
Lookin round just make me sad
They donât get my frown and that shit just make me mad
I never stay down when life kick me in my ass
Cause shit ainât ever hopeless
But I wonder should I hope less?