Luyện nghe bài hát Why Would I

You can count on me

Budden - Verse 1]
I got no time to be wasteful, my time like its rare
I appalled at the fact that you think I got it to
I got so many folk, pulling me which where
They bombard me problems, niggas think I care
be clogging my air
But I just it
say Im unfair, they 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 hoes, that vie for attention
I aint saying no names, would die for a mention
They love my sense of humour, say Im a clown
They say I can be but they stay around
And its normally a model, nigga, shocked I got em
But way the deal, was never a problem
Yall judging it wrong, you think this I offer
But its all in the mind, about what I taught her
Solo maintenance, no Victoria
All I ask is that they make the bed they leave it
We can be in the PJ, could be at the
You talk to the pilot from your seat, can you
niggas got beef with me
But Im an so its not Im afraid
Its that I the results
And the never changes
Sung from the
My is important I got enough of the bullshit

I dont wanna waste your
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

[Joe Budden - 2]
I can you a mansion show you some cars
It in volumes that Im showing you bars
The money means nothing you make it you it
Some niggas stay broke and just make up
I be out the country hiding under the bucket
Shop when I land, I checking no luggage
Bet I it my all, I can give you a quarter
But even in I can give 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
From the kid on the block, selling
Now Im in VIP behind a velvet
I tap on the shoulder, tell her to go
She say she depressed, Im her cope
I can take her to Gucci, can take her to Mike
If you had the World what you strive for?
Its a and a curse
Everything is a
I be in grey-house but nigga Im off that
Its the size of your heart when your a wall
Are you afraid of or afraid of the fall?
The song changes, sung from the pulpit
is important, enough of the bullshit