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 than it seem
I ain't to be depressed, and I'm greatful for my blessing
But sometimes it just feels like, some'ing missing
I got all the answers, but no questions
I wonder if God's, just trying to teach me a
The situations progressing, it's stressing
I hope I fail my test and, the heat is on
say that pressure, busts pipes
So I keep my cool, and 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 stuck in this backyard
I'm trying to maintain my pace, in the I belong
I'm going for the gold, but I keep bronze
Who do I call to for advice, when all my gone
This is my life, this ain't the words to my song what do I do

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

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This one here's for Brown, locked down
A 45 sentence, I don't like how that sound
We've been homies since Middle School, we childhood chums
But you got up, by life in the slums
I'm bout, where your life went
45 of your life spent, with a aggravated robbery indictment
You plead guilty, for a charge
though the judge was harsh, God's still in charge
I be that, I could go back in time
And tell the judge that nine, and the strack was mine
That would be fine, but I it's too late for that
I know court appointed lawyer, was whack
Ain't it though, you went in Ferguson you end up in the Penn
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
think, my life is all about raps and such
If I'm to have it good, why is my life so rough
I'm walking straight, but I need to lean on a crutch
Nobody told me life would get tough, you gotta feel me though
I ain't trying to be sad
I thank God for everything I got, and all the I had
I hard I still grind, all night in the lab
The best I ever 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 know waiting on me
A lot of is jealous, saying all that we rap about is swangas
Mad cause they c.d.'s, below the like hangers
Should I the hate, and pay 'em back ten fold
got me running hot, but I'm standing out in the cold what do I do