Luyện nghe bài hát Just Might Be OK

& Liquor, G Bo, we here, man
Gemini, you how we do, FNF

Affirmative, no further is needed
I we are completed, dig?
We all in agreement on the
with the color scheme, welcome to the crib
A two habitat for humanity with a view
Of where the insanity

My vida loca was built like Bob Villa, villa
He architected, I authored I harbored
Jimmy Carter from westside
my construction, now behold
The coming contracepts

I'm conscious the cons I kept
conversations held with the Satan on my shoulder
Which led to steps that kept me lookin' over the
Like chauffeurs, my angels at?
Painful, yet merry, I ain't Garcia, ma here
But I'm grateful,

We just be ok after all
Sun gon' shine on days

It's get heavy as heaven
I am Atlas at this, manage to balance massive
Upon my back, without my glasses
This was not pilfer passes of O.G.'s
is so me, ask us

Mini-mansion, homie, little Boney
But the rhymes is
In fact, yeah, just a Rochester customer
God blessed the and younger brothers of hustlas
'Cause she don't wanna sob at his
But he wanna in his steps
his hat, learn his shakes

Master his swagger in the bathroom
Cop a Chevy, mob in his place
Yeah, it's just the problems we
Look his moms in tha face and she straight

We might be ok after all
Sun gon' on these days

Then he leaves the that love built
That her renovated, that section A for
Well, let's pray for him, let the play for him
Put his struggles on for him

'Cause he gotta go and face the
a different face from the one
That he used to his mama
If you close, you'll see it consist
Of a smile hurts, a ice grill and a trace of trauma
bit of his father, another criterion
That's no different a young Liberian

In Mecca delirium, weary of livin' in the city
Out of his mind literally,
I'm cool, I don't best
I ain't nicest emcee, I ain't West

I am Westside, Chi-town Guevara
Malcolm exercised the demons, gangsta
He in his Kufi for a New Era
Chose a .44 a mortar board

I ain't an instituted graduate
I from Nazareth
My conception immaculate, I ain't master no calculus
A addition to the rap audience
I back-flipped on the mattress slept on, me on

Without Joe, is half the battle
temptation, have a apple
Shake the snakes, the system
Let's get it, tabernacle

We just might be ok all
Sun gon' shine on these
We just, just be ok
We just, might be ok
We just, just be ok
We just, just be ok

We just, just be ok
We just, might be ok
We just might be ok all
Sun gon' shine on these
We just, might be ok, ok