Marc Goone

Marc Goone - Dennis Rodman lyrics

rate me

feat Nick Luebke

Uh, problems, problems, everybody got them

Wake up and feel like you gotta save Gothem

Some people flaunt them like Dennis Rodman,

Some people hide them inside and lock them

And not do shit about them, let them build

In the short term temperary, now you feel

Like you may not be exemplary, but you will

Deal with it tomorrow, but for now you're gonna chill ‘cause

You keep looking down, you’re looking for me

You're turning around because you fail to see

There's just one way, to spend our time

So worry bout your life, I'll keep on living mine

(Living mine, living mine)

So worry bout your life, I'll keep on living mine

Drive for a month and I aint got no cash

Dipping in everyday to my built up stash

My album dropped, my album flopped

Want to go out to get drunk but there is no chance

My friends won't go, they all got jobs

They quit going out, and they don't smoke pot

Sick of my mom asking hows my job

Well, depends on this months crop

Uh, my friends say I'm high too much

Uh, my girl says I hide too much

Uh, the mirror say I lie too much

And I’m out of touch, but if I do such

Why do I feel as if I gotta try too much

Most of the time I would buy you lunch

Decide if I like you but I had a hunch

When music and me met, I fell in love

Uh, and I would die for the stuff

And I've laughed, and I cried and I got in a rut

And my profit is done, and I pop in a rut

When I’m with you I'm happy, I’m not giving up ‘cause

You keep looking down, you’re looking for me

You're turning around because you fail to see

There's just one way, to spend our time

So worry bout your life, I'll keep on living mine

(I keep on living mine, keep on living mine)

So worry bout your life, I'll keep on living mine

Sometimes I'm comparing my rhymes

Like what the fuck he made it and I ain’t it yet

Why the fuck I'm slanging but can't pay rent

Try to make a way where there's no payment

I wake up everyday miserable, 'til I

Get to writing and hit the bowl, then I

Feel like a boulder lift, and my outlook shift

And yo, then I get on a roll, woah

Fuck yea, it's hard in my market

Trapped here in a garbage apartment

But I am an artist, a hardship for me

Is catharsis to others, some bars and a beat

So, got no frustration, fuck validation

This enough for me man I love creating

And can't take that away from me

Yo, I already made it, can’t you see? (See)

You keep looking down, you’re looking for me

You're turning around because you fail to see

There's just one way, to spend our time

So worry bout your life, I'll keep on living mine

(I keep on living mine, keep on living mine)

So worry bout your life, I'll keep on living mine

(I keep on living mine, keep on living mine, living mine)

So worry bout your life, I'll keep on living mine.

Thanks to CalebK for correcting these lyrics

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