Luyện nghe bài hát Why Would I

You can count on me

Budden - Verse 1]
I got no time to be wasteful, treat my time its rare
I appalled at the fact that you I got it to spare
I got so many folk, pulling me which where
bombard me problems, niggas think that I care
They be my air
But I dismiss it
They say Im unfair, depend on me to fix it
They say I dont back, they say that Im evil
Help yourself please you expect me too
I got so many hoes, that vie for
I saying no names, they would die for a mention
They love my of humour, they say Im a clown
They say I can be insensitive but they stay
And its normally a model, nigga, that I got em
But way before the deal, was a problem
Yall it wrong, you think this what I offer
But its all in the mind, more about what I her
Solo maintenance, no secrets
All I ask is that they make the bed they leave it
We can be in the PJ, could be at the
You to the pilot from your seat, can hear you
niggas got beef with me
But Im an adult so its not Im
Its that I know the
And the song never
Sung from the
My is important I got enough of the bullshit

I dont wanna waste time
I got so much I could be with mine
Why would I your time
You handle shit, I handle mine
way its all good
Its all, its all, its all
Its all
That way its all
Its all, its all, its all
Its all

Budden - Verse 2]
I can show you a show you some cars
It speaks in that Im showing you bars
The money means nothing you it you lose it
Some niggas stay broke and just up excuses
I could be out the country under the bucket
Shop when I land, I aint no luggage
Bet I give it my all, I can you a quarter
But even in that I can you slaughter
I can be at the jeweller, can be at the
Can be at the club or can be with the Realtor
I can relax and vacay with dude
I can be anywhere that away from you
the kid on the block, selling dope
Now Im in VIP a velvet rope
I tap shawty on the shoulder, her to go
She say she depressed, Im her cope
I can her to Gucci, can take her to Mike Korrs
If you had the World what would you for?
Its a gift and a
is a drawback
I could be in grey-house but Im off that
Its the of your heart when your facing a wall
Are you afraid of heights or of the fall?
The song never changes, sung the pulpit
Time is important, of the bullshit