In my heart the old love struggled with the new

It was ghostly waking all night through

Dear things, kind things that my old love said

Ranged themselves reproachfully around my bed

For I could not heed them though I seem to see

Dark eyes of my new love, fixed on me

Old love old love how can I be true

Shall I be faithless to myself

Or to you

Yeah I might fuck around and quit my day job whoa

I don't pay attention to what they on whoa

Cause' I'm the one these labels need to bank on whoa

So shout out to the ones who think it's they song

Got me solo in the studio with candles lit

Will I take it to the world or will my handle slip

I want to know if I'll make it so I can plan a bit

I want to know if I'll take it so I can handle it

I'm the same mother fucking kid been up on my lover shit soon I'm bout run this shit I been up on my hundred shit

What you know about this life could you run with it

Or would you let it take control and start to run your shit

I want to take it to the moon bring the whole fucking crew playing shows in Peru

Hold up what you think you bout' to do this a movie of my life run this shit take two

I played my cards right showed up to the wrong flight

I am not supposed to be here but this songs tight

Got a feeling that tonight will be a long night

Twenty-Three bottles like I'm Jackson that's the wrong Mike

When they say I'd never take it far bitch I am a star

If I get up on the beat I'm only rapping if it's hard

Still I get around and sell out in the bars

Made a promise to myself that I will make it on the charts