Tommee Profitt - Intro 2 lyrics

[Verse] I'm back, did anyone miss me? They said the second record can be tricky Well that's kind of funny cause I am not tripping My fans, they know what it is and they with me Yeah, I ain't the type that's gon' ride with the semi I came from a town with three lights and no city I've been doing shows for nothing but pennies When I leave the stage, they never forget me Mansion was a glimpse of my life I let you see what it's like to be in my head People ask me what I think I think I be doin' If it wasn't music, I'd rather be dead You know what I said, that was like me at a 3, you don't want to see me at 10 Or maybe you do I promise if that is the case, then that is what you're gonna get If you're looking for music with watered down lyrics, I promise that you need to go somewhere else And if you want somebody to tell you everything that you wanna hear I won't be any help This flow is familiar. I think I heard it before Oh yeah, I made it myself I left the door open to come in my mansion but I never said it's a beautiful house Some of ya'll sat on the porch Looked at my windows and stared at my door They ask me if I'm going to k** it this record I laugh in their face and I ask 'em, "Do you see the blood on the floor?" He's at it again, NF is crazy he's bad for the kids He never talks about nothing but him Yeah, my friends say, "He's kind of a diva." Well, you need to get some new friends I'm as chill as it gets 'Till I get on the stage and flip on the switch And I go to a place where nobody is If you bring up my name in a song, that's something that you will regret I learned a lot in a year I remember the shows when no one was there I remember the shows when nobody cared Some people in front of me laughing like, "He isn't going nowhere." It's funny now, isn't it? This type of life isn't how I envisioned it This type of life, it just ain't how I pictured it I'm in the back of the tour bus, trying to FaceTime my family. It's different Not what you think it is Write a review, tell me what you think of this Give me three stars and call me and idiot But to be honest, it don't make a difference I know some people don't get it But you have now entered a Therapy Session If you don't like music that's personal, I have no clue what you people are doing here Might as well throw out the record I pull up a chair I talk to my music like nobody's there Only person I judge is the one in the mirror And lately, he ain't doing well–I don't need ya'll in my ear I'm tired of hearing it You call it music, I call her my therapist She keeps on telling me I have been carrying way too much baggage, I need to take care of it I know she's right, but man it's embarra**ing Music has raised me more than my parent did Take out a picture of us and I stare at it Who am I kidding? You probably ain't hearing this Show me an artist you want to compare me with You put us both on a track, Imma bury 'em Give me this shovel, it's 'bout to get scarier None of you want it with rap who you staring at? I see you got beats, but where is the lyrics at? NF is the logo, you know I been wearing that Don't come to my show and be sittin' that's very bad I call you out in the crowd like, "There he is!" I thought I'd be happy. It feels like I'm cursed It's hard to be clean when you play in the dirt You gave me this place to go when I'm hurting I thought it'd get better, but it's getting worse And I got nobody to blame when I work, like 24/7 I ain't been to church, and Satan keep callin' me, he tryin' to flirt I hang up the phone, these are more than just words I drive on that highway and listen to Mansion I look up to God like, "When did this happen?" Yelling with all of my fans to wake up But feel like I haven't I get emotional. I didn't plan this I'm doing things I never imagined I'm sorry but I gotta leave I don't wanna be late for my therapy session