Luyện nghe bài hát What Would U Do

(featuring Monetana)

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

[Hook:
What do you do, them haters after you
it real and keep it true, get that dirt up off of you
Still and bang Screw, Swishahouse like what it do
Don't let them see the sweat on you, keep it real

[Paul
This one here's for Broderick Brown, down
A 45 sentence, I don't like how that sound
We've been since Middle School, we were childhood 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 lesser
Even though the judge was harsh, God's in charge
I be that, I could go back in time
And tell the that that nine, and the strack was mine
That would be fine, but I it's too late for that
I that court appointed lawyer, was whack
Ain't it ironic though, you went in Ferguson you end up in the
And the only way that we communicate, is a pen
Don't give up, do what you do
Live your life don't let life live you, just keep on moving

[Paul
People think, my is all about raps and such
If I'm to have it good, why is my life so rough
I'm walking straight, but sometimes I need to lean on a
Nobody told me life would get this tough, you gotta me though
Cause I ain't to be sad
I thank God for I got, and all the blessings I had
I work hard I grind, all night in the lab
The best friends I had, was a pen and a pad
Cause people down, hating on me
Yeah we use to be down, but now you shady
I see 'em all up on the Internet, on me
Wondering when I flop, I know they waiting on me
A lot of is jealous, saying all that we rap about is swangas
Mad cause they c.d.'s, below the shelf hangers
Should I retaliate the hate, and pay 'em back ten
They got me running hot, but I'm standing out in the cold do I do