Текст Ivan B – Gotta Go
Текст:
Ain’t no king in this music thing, I just let ’em know
Everybody is a puppet ’til they figure out the ropes
Yeah, if the love is fake, I can see it from the goat
I don’t do the smalltalk, all I say is «Gotta go,» yeah
Every star’s starin’ at me, yeah, I’m starin’ back too
You were winnin’ in the past, now I’m gettin’ past you
How you gonna tell me what to write when no one asked you? Yeah
Real ones only, that’s the motto now
Everybody turned their back on me, what a turnaround
If it ain’t about the work, you should know I’m never found
Rappers say they cold, you should see ’em chillin’ on the couch, yeah
Been a minute since I let it rip
I set the bars, don’t lose the grip
Today express my penmanships
These songs are weak, that’d never stick
They hit me up, like, «Help me, it will mean a lot»
Artists in my DMs call it writer’s block
Live a little, write a lot
Smalltalk, all I say is «Gotta go»
Gotta go, yeah, I gotta go (I gotta go)
Gotta go, yeah, I gotta go (I gotta go)
Gotta go, yeah, I gotta go (I gotta go)
Got no time, yeah, I gotta go
I gotta go now
Chained up
Look like Houdini, no wonder you vanished
I’m gassed up
Talk about me but I guess it don’t matter, yeah
Saw the drive, had to get the keys
Everybody’s a minor at seventeen
I was the only one doin’ major league
Lines over your head, lines all on my desk
Diamonds all on my neck, diamonds all on my neck
Diamonds all on my neck
Ay, is that what you wanna hear?
Is that what you wanna hear?
If I made an album, that’s another watchin’, give me album of the year, yeah
If I went diamond, they’d undermine it
Only chain that I need is a silver lining
Coolest wanna be the hottest thing, so I gotta climb it, woo!
Maybe I’ve been canned too long
What they gotta say about me but they sleepin’ too long, yeah
Say you like the movement only when I’m in the room
Only foreign that I wanna hear is when it’s goin’ «vroom»
Yeah, new artists every summer; see and water them in June
But if you don’t got the fans, tell me, what you gonna do?
Ain’t no king in this music thing, I just let ’em know
Everybody is a puppet ’til they figure out the ropes
Yeah, if the love is fake, I can see it from the goat
I don’t do the small talk, all I say is «Gotta go»
Gotta go, yeah, I gotta go (I gotta go)
Gotta go, yeah, I gotta go (I gotta go)
Gotta go, yeah, I gotta go (I gotta go)
Got no time, yeah, I gotta go
I gotta go now
Let me tell you what I see
Let me tell you what I’m feelin’
I know rappers in their feelin’s hate the fact I’m in the buildin’
I know writers that pretend that they don’t see me a lot
I know the industry hates every time I talk about God
Look who’s runnin’ it, go hate me, I’m in love with it
Elevated, they stare at it
Started as a veteran, backwards like a narrative
Maybe if I cared a bit, pride—sippin’ less of it
Show off the pen, you wouldn’t see the messages, no
I didn’t order all of these fears, it just came with a soul
I got no time to tell you what you wanna hear anymore
You’re changin’ styles every week hopin’ it’s gonna blow
I know you’re reachin’ out, but really man, I gotta go
Yeah
I gotta go
