The Intro About Nothing Lyrics - Wale

Wale The Album About Nothing cover art
Release information
Release Date: 2015-3-31
Genre: Hip Hop
length: 4:21
Lord, my all, what you think of it?
Been on this long road accumulating luggage
As time proceeds, preoccupied with everything
I think it's 'bout time I sing of nothing

Sipping wine, sipping wine, cause my Henny finished
Hard to be friendly with women who've seen too many *****s
So I keep my circle small, you need reduction
Never too much friends, what is your circumference?
I swear to God, times is hard, but they're getting better
Tryna enjoy every moment, but see we so competitive
Gubana made the level, and I never missed a supper
But still my hunger's like a ****ing model at a buffet
I'm with these broads who in love, they ain't seen any better
But dollar signs never mind, and he keep a zero
And if my heart could speak, it would talk to freaks
And leave the room when a ***** try to sleep with 'em
Getting high, getting by, watching time fly
Tell my *****s, I'ma get 'em if they gon' ride
Young, wild ***** living the dream
Although I'm not who I'm destined to be
They keep saying, "Grow up"

Lord, my all, what you think of it?
Been on this long road accumulating luggage
As time proceeds, preoccupied with everything
I think it's 'bout time I sing of nothing

Been on this long road accumulating luggage
As time proceeds, preoccupied with everything
I think it's 'bout time I sing of nothing

I pray my girl don't turn to my baby mother yet
But in fact I do, I need by boo to keep my **** in check
And **** get easier when dreams of chasing respect
Get realized, and ain't no team invading your set
Getting high, getting by as my mind fly
Just bought my homie a Roley simply to pass time
And on top it's lonely so keep your homies right by your side
And if life is short then we'll be the shorts of the Fab Five
Severed ties with any ***** who covet mine
And all the stunting got me looking ugly in momma's eyes
But I gotta do it, these *****s need provocative music
And as a youth momma worked too much to have an influence
Rapping and music, a bunch of *****es acting too foolish
You gotta be stupid, even Tim Allen had him a tooly
Getting high, sitting down, thinking out loud
It's a shame *****s lame, but I'mma hold it down
Let my bread roll, never let my friends go
That's why I let these dreads grow, I'll never fit your ****ing crown
Getting high, getting by, watching time fly
Tell these *****s I'mma get 'em every other time
Young, wild *****s sit in your seat
Know every weekend every liquor for free
[?] believe, [?] *****, I sow what I reap
Double M genius, make these *****es so deep
I make these *****s' opinion on younger lyricists consistently weak
Put my cardio in the rdio and you missin' the beat
I'm out, standing in every avenue, I'm good in the streets
Outstanding, shitting on *****s, but you sit when you pee
Hold up

Lord, my all, what you think of it?
Been on this long road accumulating luggage
As time proceeds, preoccupied with everything
I think it's 'bout time I sing of nothing

Been on this long road accumulating luggage
As time proceeds, preoccupied with everything
I think it's 'bout time I sing of nothing

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Tracklist
Digital Media 1
  • 1 The Intro About Nothing
  • 2 The Helium Balloon
  • 3 The White Shoes
  • 4 The Pessimist
  • 5 The Middle Finger
  • 6 The One Time in Houston
  • 7 The Girls on Drugs
  • 8 The God Smile
  • 9 The Need to Know
  • 10 The Success
  • 11 The Glass Egg
  • 12 The Bloom (AG3)
  • 13 The Matrimony
  • 14 The Body