Trey SongzMisunderstood

*Clears Throat* Listen Baby understand me now (You get me now, but you know...) If sometimes you see that I'm mad (Sometimes I flip out) Don't you know no one alive can always be an angel? When everything goes wrong, you see some bad (But, you don't know my story) But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good (&& I don't know yours. So just...) Oh, Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood Skinny dude, with braids straight back Straight out of Virginia in a black du rag Accord got to whippin up that Highway F**k college, I'm tryna do it my way Long nights, long days, hard work, no pay Studyin my crafts Stepdad actin g** (Bitch) Punk n***a, dumb n***a, bet he mad now (Bitch) See me on tv, when he sit his a** down (Bitch) Folks took interest, offered me some paper Now, you know these labels tryna rape ya Lord's on my side so the paperwork's ride 19 years-old an a n***a got signed (Aye Ma, they wanna sign me) 50k on the advance, now I feel like I'm the man I'll never drive this mothafuckin Honda s**t again (f**k that Honda) New people at the label getting hired, bosses getting fired, two more years till anybody knew who I was I'm just a soul whose intentions are good (Why ain't ya s**t dropped yet? I mean, I know you gotta deal, what's up?) Oh, Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood (You gotta know my struggle. It don't all fit in the song either shawty) (Man, n***a, you ain't neva comin out *Chuckles*) I gotta make it, I never be complicit Even though these label n****s got me on some wait s**t Shout my n***a Radio, we gon' mixtape it Did bout a 100 songs in this n***a, Troy basement Really tho, on to the video Shot it in my hood, kept it hood, n****s know I'm goin hella far, I wanna take my n****s tho And Butta says it's koo, but it's 30 n****s, yo Ok, we too deep Grab 2 Seat and Finch and Baby Redd said Koo, we gon' do what we do I got my own tour, hbcu Well, who gon' open up? Some cb dude I think the n***a koo He from Virginia too We formed a lil friendship, something like some kin s**t This my lil dude We watched each otha show and glow up Label bullshittin, so, I watched my n***a blow up Oh, f**k! You know what? My times comin tho, I ain't neva gon give up, through adversity baby, I shine like a mothafuckin star. Believe that I'm just a soul whose intentions are good O lord please don't let me be misunderstood I'ma skip some and come back lata Label ain't s**t, so 2 years lata New album, whole long process They wanna gimme they songs, so f**k my s**t But, hold up, ain't this my s**t? Barkin at the meetings Cussin at these people Long story, short, I ain't fuckin with these people Gotta find compromise, if you wanna sequel Money getting low, gotta take care of my people Excuse me, if I believe in creativity That bullshit music, I can not do it It's useless, I'm tryna broaden my horizon I play em "Wonder Woman" at the office I'm surprised We discuss it, they love it, they think the world of it Wanna push it, lets do it, I'm tryna get to it Record movin slow, but I tried to put 'em on I needa do some shows, they needa see me perform After all that, on the song they pick, they gon' fall back, like Songz ain't s**t No money for the tour, opening act for Ne-Yo Couple years before, he opened up for me tho It's all G tho, I spend my own C Notes Musically, could be dead, but I'm, livin cuz I'm me tho Of course the Big go D, won't be no Me without em, never poutin, little faith could move a mountain So, watchu do about it? Song in the pocket, produced by Songgate Written by Johnta, "Can't Help But Wait" Finally, Trey done got his big break Wait, it's not over Since then, I paid for 2 more tours, a video, I'm so official, yo I get it on my own, ain't nobody gotta let me That's why I say I'm ready I'm just a soul whose intentions are good (I'm just a soul) O lord please don't let me be misunderstood (Ya know... Don't let me be misunderstood) I done jumped off stages and f****d n****s up I done got into altercations with police That don't make me no different from the next man Just cuz a n***a on tv don't mean he don't go through s**t G I'm tryna do me And If you like, s***w me But, you ain't neva knew me You don't mean s**t to me... Truly And It's more to it, but I can't even get all into it It's one song, 5 minutes && some change long You know what I'm sayin? Songz
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