Bipolar Lyrics - Singles - Jitta On The Track

This be the realist shit I ever wrote 

Bipolar ho 

This be the realist shit I ever wrote 

I think I'm going BIPOLAR 

Fuck the world love you all 

Time will call my results 

Been so stressed I need a Tylenol 

I never cried before 

But ima give everything up inside me lord 

See I'm blessed and I'm cursed going bipolar 

Regret my night when ever I roll up 

Dawg , when's the last time that I was sober ? 

My management didn't do shit 

Got up out that contract 

Kept my day one niggas in that was there for me since way back 

Jay R god bless your soul The Lord had his plans for you 

And I promise on him myself ima do everything that I can for you 

PJ god bless your soul 

Two angels in one week 

Two tears on both cheeks 

Pray to god on both knees 

If I die before I wake my soul is yours to take 

No Bulldog (bull dawg) 

No Georgia State 

I got kicked out can't afford a place 

So I work hard for my dreams nigga 

No man can't beat Jitta 

No man can't be Jitta 

First comes my team nigga 

Then come my green nigga 

Then we all gone eat 

A new artist on that peak 

Pursuit harder every single week 

I'm a beast never should of let a nigga of the leash 

Ima eat 

Bite down sink my teeth 

Got a call last week 

From a man that look like me 

Never ever knew him in my whole damn life 

Only showing up in my dreams 

Think about it every god damn night 

Said that nigga just look like me 

You ever think it's a dream? 

That's your real father 

You only 21 my nigga but I feel for you 

Never felt for you 

Gotta understand where I stand 

Had to raise myself to a man 

Used to write rhymes with a crayon 

I WAS BORN TO DO THIS 

This is more than music 

Some might think I'm foolish 

Some might think I'm stupid 

But my names Jitta 

I'm going Bipolar 

Drop the flame nigga 

See I'm Bipolar going BIPOLAR 

My doctor called me fucking up 

Tried to tell me I'm bipolar 

Fuck y'all I love y'all I pray to god i don't die sober 

I fly over my chain golden my weed purple 

Better OVERALLS no Steve Urkel 

Got a white bitch that like Keith Urban 

I keep flirting 

Police searching 

We eat perfect 

I'm fresher than detergent 

MOLLYLUJAH, nigga Frank Kirklin 

Or Kirk Franklin 

I don't sleep I'm KNOCKTURNAL 

My chicks dope , don't care about yah 

Don't care about that fucking gossip 

Got a hippie chick that likes Janis Joplin 

I'll take your bitch it hasn't been a problem, bitch I been a problem to this party ho 

On the track like cardio 

Articles in my audios, y'all lame rappers have sorry flows 

(Siri) SORRY 

It's a new year nigga 

(Siri) NIGGA 

New change no gear nigga 

(Siri) NIGGA 

Bring the pain and the fear nigga 

(Siri) SORRY 

OKAY 

Dope shit , real shit making moves 

Team looking like they can't fucking lose 

May Day May Day i made the news 

And pay days every day when u made lose 

Relates to who? 

Relations too 

My team my brother 

My dream my brother, 

BELIEVE MY BROTHER 

BELIVE MY BROTHER