Luyện nghe bài hát What Would U Do

(featuring Monetana)

[Paul
My life, all peaches and cream
This fame thing and this game bring, more pain than it
I ain't trying to be depressed, and I'm greatful for my
But sometimes it just like, there's some'ing missing
I got all the answers, but no questions
I wonder if God's, just to teach me a lesson
The progressing, it's getting stressing
I hope I fail my test and, the heat is on
They say that pressure, pipes
So I keep my cool, and thank God for breath of my life
I'm taking steps to the right, but still I end up
I'm built for the ocean, but I'm stuck in backyard pond
I'm trying to maintain my pace, in the I belong
I'm going for the gold, but I getting bronze
Who do I call to for advice, when all my mentors
This is my life, this just the words to my song what do I do

Monetana]
What do you do, when them after you
Keep it real and it true, get that dirt up off of you
Still swang and Screw, Swishahouse like what it do
Don't let them see the sweat on you, just keep it

Wall]
This one here's for Broderick Brown, down
A 45 year sentence, I don't like how sound
We've been homies since Middle School, we were chums
But you got caught up, by in the slums
I'm thinking bout, where life went
45 years of life spent, with a aggravated robbery indictment
You plead guilty, for a charge
Even though the was harsh, God's still in charge
I be wishing that, I go back in time
And tell the judge that that nine, and the was mine
That be fine, but I guess it's too late for that
I know court appointed lawyer, was whack
Ain't it ironic though, you went in Ferguson you end up in the
And the only way we communicate, is through a pen
Don't give up, just do you do
Live life don't let your life live you, just keep on moving

[Paul
People think, my life is all about and such
If I'm suppose to have it good, why is my so rough
I'm walking straight, but sometimes I need to lean on a
told me life would get this tough, you gotta feel me though
Cause I trying to be sad
I thank God for everything I got, and all the I had
I work hard I still grind, all in the lab
The best friends I had, was a pen and a pad
Cause people down, hating on me
we use to be down, but now you shady homie
I see 'em all up on the Internet, on me
Wondering when will I flop, I they waiting on me
A lot of rappers is jealous, all that we rap about is swangas
Mad cause they c.d.'s, below the like hangers
Should I retaliate the hate, and pay 'em back ten
got me running hot, but I'm standing out in the cold what do I do