And I met your baby moms last night. We took a picture together, I hope she frames it. And I was drinking at the Palms last night. And ended up losing everything that I came with.
Pain makes you stronger. Fear makes you braver. Heartbreak makes you wiser.
I can't hear the critics talking over the applause.
If I die Imma do it reppin, I'll never do it second.
But dear, don't be afraid of love it's only magic.
When I'm writing, I'm thinking about how the songs are going to play live. Fifty bars of rap don't translate onstage. No matter how potent the music, you lose the crowd. They want a hook; they want to sing your stuff back to you.