CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Not That Bad


It kinda hurts you know
I want the earth to know
I'm going through something personal
But it could be worse you know
I could be up in that hearse
Going to meet the holy merciful
Instead I be up in the burbs
Bending the curbs in this convertible
I'm fighting a couple of cases
But none of them cases murder tho
The IRS hitting me up
But I could still go get me a burger, yo
People are out here jobless
Thank god I got the perfect flow
The flow is mean and nice
Oxymoron like a virgin ho (Ho!)
Yo I'm killing rappers all day
I'm one of the illest alive
Until I decide to chill and retire
I'm hitting them with that artillery fire
It'll be I against the world
Until I desire to chill and be quiet
Until then the industry giving me mind
sh*t could get wicked but it'll fine
Nothing else that I could tell you
Find your lessons and your failures
Cause your failures will prepare you for you blessings
If I help you face your struggles
With the words I'm speaking
I'm really just helping myself
Cause we all one if you believing