[** feat. Joel 1: ~Budden~] Uh, I got on my dick, I don't want'em there* Closet full of brand names, I don't wear. Everybody got advice that I don't hear, world in ya palm, But you wanna share, still, I'm followin' you. Are you me with the weapons drawn? on her, but got me in bed alone. You say if you it, let it go. Nothin' set in stone, plus rock they throw, I use as a stepping stone. Got questions, say the answers better unknown. No I may not never see you, I know you never gone. So I break the cause, everything it's showin' me is wrong. your hand and go along, cause I'm followin' you. Say I be pleased, what if I'm saddened? Always say I been through worse, what if I But if that holds true, the lesson, If you keep your down, you might miss out on the blessing. Sing! I need the money, I don't need the fame. I don't need the lifestyle, I don't the pain. I don't the clubs, I don't need the cars. None of that matters to me. I don't want the bad bitch, I don't the strain. I don't want the high, shit on the brain. I want whatevers gonna help me be sane, I just follow your lead. 2:] You sayin', "follow my lead, follow, my lead" me to my knees, she must wanna holla at me. When the world feel swallowin' me, When every costly, and I ain't got a dolla on me. Check it, I don't wanna pretend, I don't wanna a lie. I don't be judged, dont wanna be criticized. I wanna talk, if nothin' I wanna say, Boy, I let'em get to know me, the they just runaway. And that, must be way of sayin' we should stay together. I how to fuck it up, more then I can make it better. I figured folk around me would to take it better, Instead of tryna me, I been this way forever. will reveal, more will be shown. You pushed it, I thought the door closed on own. But uh, nevermind caused it, livin' a dream, Nothin' in world powerful enough to pause it. Sing! I don't the money, I don't need the fame. I need the lifestyle, I don't need the pain. I need the clubs, I don't need the cars. None of that matters to me. I don't want the bad bitch, I don't the strain. I don't the high, enough shit on the brain. I don't whatevers gonna help me be sane, I just wanna follow lead. 3:] Sayin' "follow my lead, follow, my lead." Cig in my mouth, perscription by me. And even when I think you be making a mistake, I may not know the destination but I make it safe. Check it, when I feel I can't get weaker, uh You come and make a cameo or feature. I'm good my insanity and fevers Cause Pac's looking from heaven saying "They ain't me neither" Alotta times you me exposed, And laugh at me, thinking I could be in control. Help me weather the storm, altogether I norm. Cause I always disagree, you aint never been wrong. Listen, I was nearly unstoppable, And now I'm facing appeared to be impossible. Feeling unimportant enough to to bother you. But I'm down alone nigga, all I got is you. I don't the money, I don't need the fame. I don't need the lifestyle, I need the pain. I don't need the clubs, I don't the cars. of that really matters to me. I don't want the bad bitch, I don't the strain. I don't want the high, enough on the brain. I don't want whatevers help me be sane, I just wanna follow lead. [Female Uh, my lead. Ohhh, my lead. [Joell (Check it, YAOWA) I fit it all in a 16, The night I was tipsy, And all them bullets missed me. The day they the block, I was strapped, but they frisk me. Why I ain't fuck that Don't ask, and now she B. The drop on that store for 50. And I backed out minute like "nah, this shit look risky" One of my dead, the other one in pikipsy? one in the feds, he'll be there until he's sixty. I wanna thank you for the and the gifts. And the and the messages they left, I get the drift. Fuck the cheddar or whatever, it measure up to this. I mean, never did I ever not you exsist. I hop up out my bed, here's together, And our wish, is you is from the heart, my chest, you let it tick. I you from my soul, with every spiritual molecule. twitter, all a nigga gotta do is follow you. I don't the money, I don't need the fame. I don't need the lifestyle, I need the pain. I don't need the clubs, I need the cars. None of that really to me. I don't want the bad bitch, I want the strain. I don't the high, enough shit on the brain. I want whatevers gonna help me be sane, I just wanna follow lead.