G-Eazy - These Things Happen Too (Intro) lyrics

[Intro] Yeah I guess it's about that time You Know? Dakari, just let it run [Verse] Uh Party in a penthouse until I pass the fu*k out Reminiscing being broke and hoping I would luck out Fast forward, that was then, I switched my perspective I was supposed to make it here, this wasn't luck, it was destined Why the fu*k am I surprised? Will I ever feel I belong here? Splitting my soul right now, the story gets long here Waiting for this album to drop, it's been a long year I feel like it's been forever, the fu*k has been going on here? Sex + drugs + rock 'n roll added That equation mixеd with success and raw talent They talk about mе, think I went crazy, goddamnit I really went crazy, goddamnit Pull the curtain, there's nothing left here to hide behind I come with baggage, I'm complicated, you know my sign Try factoring in what happens inside my mind Intoxicated on substances I've been trying to find Reason to change, I found reason to rage Play Jim Morrison, fu*k it, people are strange Deal with it, on God, there's no keeping me in a cage They tried to buy my soul, but it's not an even exchange I just had an epiphany, I'm top ten in this industry If you knew the end result, then what would you have done differently? My Jekyll and my Hyde look like anything of a symmetry But I ain't looking for nobody's sympathy This is for the kids who buy tickets This is for the fans of the music This is for the kids who get some inspiration from me and use it It's for myself, because after all this is therapeutic But I never lost myself, so don't you ever confuse it Reading comments on my 'Gram, I'm like "damn, they really got me" "What happened to the old G? This su*ks! Won't you come back, G? You said you'd never be that rapper, this sh*t is [?]" I make what I wanna make, but I won't make everyone happy My skin's fake, but I'm not, bulletproof Try to numb myself like "when are you [?]?" All I can be is myself, go and tell the truth I feel like I want my therapist when I'm in the booth Listen I'm in my own lane, so what do I have to hurry for? The Bay Area root for me like when Curry score [?] you ain't gotta worry more I turn the corner, I'm in the block now, broken down 30's door My exes x me out, we ain't feeling the same One of 'em went on national TV dragging my name Wish you would have handled it - eh I can't complain, because you don't get to choose how people react to being in pain Yeah, fu*k Lesson learned, we weren't the perfect match Future ref, not keeping personal and work attached We came a ways from going to juvie over purses snatched Bought moms a Birkin, we still only seen the surface scratched Wow I'm trying to search and find the perfect high A young stoner from Berkeley High The person I, became is a little different Guess we work and try Kick 'em out to get the bird to fly It's the imagination of Gerry [?] [?] Why the ones who love me most, the people I push away? Why the ones who love me most, the people I push away? Why the ones who love me most, the people I push away? Yeah Look in a mirror, this is you No one ever told me, These Things Happen Too fu*k Yeah