And it'll be a long time, before you ever see me again, me again

They want me, hold my head in shame
So I hold 'em on, holding hands in vain
Covers talkin', now the feds say I'm insane
A psych said I'm gonna fumble down along the planner
And then his son told me "Put down the drink, dawg"
I got the rinks off, coming for the things off
I guess there's nothin' and I'm finna chop its head off
I need a lil' something to knock the edge off
Aside from this song, my life sucks
Stomping on someone with my boots
And I'll put it off, if we modest
And every other God needs a goddess
And every other star couldn't guide us
It falls upon something that's inside us
So I'm not gonna stop for my riders
Tell me where my ride is, tumble on the mountains, uh

And I don't like them, and they don't like that
They don't like that, and I don't want that
And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again
Don't worry about me, worry 'bout you
Or worry about something, don't worry what I do
Hey, mоthеrfսckеrѕ, it'll be a long time
Before you ever see me again, me again

See, I need some time to meditate
Naw, bіtch, I'm fly, I need time to levitate
And I don't sound try, tryna hesitate
Fumbled down, very late, ոіggа, you a featherweight
And I'm a heavyweight, and I'm very great
I put the everyday, rocking in every state
Do not debate, you cannot cape
I must've on faith, getting knocked of faith
Guess it's my fate, guess it was written
I can sell a phone, guess it was different
That was somethin' back then, I was different
Now I'm spitting and everybody's just spittin'
And what it sound like when everybody sound alike
What you sound like, bumpin' 'em on a round mic?
I don't even sound right, feelin' like I'm on the downright
And these ոіggаѕ secondary, like Pippen around Mike
Trippin' around sight, pumpin' on that down light
I'ma be downright, you ոіggаѕ is downright biters
And I'ma set fires, and my ѕhіt downright fire, from the corner buyer
And I'm alone, eh

Don't worry 'bout me, don't worry 'bout them
Just worry 'bout you, and what you gonna do?
And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again
Worry 'bout me, I worry 'bout me
I worry 'bout you, and maybe I do, have a long day
And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again
Don't worry 'bout me, don't worry 'bout you
I worry 'bout something that we can't do
And you know me, yeah, it'll be a long time before you ever see me again, me again
Don't worry 'bout me, na-na-na-na
And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again, me again
Hey, hey
Before you ever see me again, me again
Hey, hey
It'll be a long time before you ever see me

Can you clap your hands, hands?
Clap your, clap your hand, hands?
Clap your, clap your hand, hands?
And I wanna do something, I wanna do something then
Can you clap your hand, hands?
Need you to clap your hands, hands
Need you to clap your hands, hands
Need you to clap your hands
Need you to clap your hands, hands
Need you to clap your hands
Need you to clap your hands, hands
Need you to clap your hands, hands

So the song like a Section 8
So I pass that ԁіck around like a collection plate
I can sell 'em on Sunday, with the fuss you made
I be stunting with the stunners, and that's the best you make
So if everybody just stand now, and ѕhіt don't plan out
Throw your hands up, at least give them a handout
And with the sun shown, it's like the Jerome is
Mom-is-on-the-cellphone days, I'm homeless
Or feeling like Ike at the end of the movie
Wait, just need two more shows just to get to me
Or feeling like Eddie Kane, I still got it
And it's something but the problem is, you still not it
Or maybe if it's sicker, they say I'm that ոіggа
Or maybe if I'm humble, it's not a cellphone finger
Or maybe damn, I could just blow my ѕhіt through thinner
Maybe I should stop being real, maybe I should get on Twitter
Maybe I should know somethin' different, I could reconsider
Got something nothing seri' till the cellphone liver
And I'ma drink 'til the sun up, 'til I got no more liver
And I'ma stand and deliver 'til they pump my liver
And I'ma spit it, like it get it, kinda self, but I'm fine
I'd rather live by what I live by, then die when I'm fine
I'm gonna stand by myself 'til my very last breath
'Cause you know what? A coward dies a thousand deaths
And I'm proud when it's a sound, but now a thousand next
And I could style on you, something down to hell with this
You can't style on me, ոіggа, I'm out of your league
I'm liable to be a liability
You plan to style on me, trying to style on me
Νіggа, I'm liable to be a liability
And my ability, I can sound like Billie Jean

Don't worry 'bout me, worry 'bout you
Worry about something, something will do
And mоthеrfսckеr, it'll be a long time before you ever see me again
So don't worry about me, I'll be fine
I'll be up some, going for mine
And it'll be a long time 'fore you ever see me again, me again
Don't worry 'bout me, worry 'bout you, worry 'bout you
'Fore you ever see

Don't worry about what I been up to
Where the fսck I'm going, nah, ոіggа, fսck you
Who the fսck is going, I can something don't ask it, who the fսck is asking?
I'll put the summer on blast and- and who the fսck is lasting?
And be the last standing, caught up on the planning
Get a better tan and I been feeling dandy
And who can run the planet? Pass them a Xanax
And an afternoon I annex and all of the damage
Left on the platter, who's soon after all?
I guess it's a small world after all
Stunting on the sun 'cause I have to ball
I run the world 'cause it's a small world after all
And I'm never after y'all
I have to loss somethin' and I got it all
And feeling like you got it all?
Humble some' thumpa-thun, nah, ոіggа, not at all

Don't worry 'bout me, just worry 'bout you
'cause I don't give a ♥♥♥♥ on whatcha gon' do
And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again

There's something on the all out, the call out, somethin' on the call out
Last summer, last fight, and y'all had a fall out
I can sense nothing to something, what are y'all 'bout?
Bumping nothing to something, and everything that y'all 'bout
Y'all had your ups and downs, I don't fսck around
Put everything on the something, then you go and fսck around
I put it to a style, now there's something, nothing now
Your feelings felt something, y'all don't feel nothing now
Her tears dried up, from bumping expressionless
I was under Exodus and learning what the lessons is
What the ebony of essences, the Genesis
I got the fetishes, something on the sedatives
One sip and then it'll have you look at innocence
I wish we just could take it back to the Book of Genesis
Before the hook is in, is there any point of any of this?
But understand ---
---, put hands on you
Then put his front side, and put hands on you
Just turn around say "For really?"
I'm done mоthеrfսckеr, I can state something if

They worry bout me, just worry bout you, I get knocked off when I begin
And she said that
It'll be a long time before you ever see me again, me again
Don't worry 'bout me, just worry 'bout you
And I'll be up now, what I've been up to
And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again, me again
Don't worry 'bout me, don't worry 'bout them
And it'll be a long time before you ever see me again, me again
Me again, me again
It'll be a long time before you ever see me again