Luyện nghe bài hát What Would U Do

(featuring Monetana)

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

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

[Paul
This one for Broderick Brown, locked down
A 45 year sentence, I don't like how that
been homies since Middle School, we were childhood chums
But you got caught up, by life in the
I'm thinking bout, where life went
45 years of your life spent, with a aggravated indictment
You guilty, for a lesser charge
Even though the judge was harsh, still in charge
I be wishing that, I could go in time
And tell the judge that nine, and the strack was mine
That would be fine, but I guess it's too late for
I know that court lawyer, was whack
Ain't it though, you went in Ferguson you end up in the Penn
And the only way that we communicate, is a pen
Don't give up, just do you do
Live your life 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 sometimes I need to lean on a
Nobody told me life would get this tough, you feel me though
Cause I ain't to be sad
I thank God for everything I got, and all the I had
I work I still grind, all night in the lab
The best I ever had, was a pen and a pad
Cause talking 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 they 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
I retaliate the hate, and pay 'em back ten fold
They got me running hot, but I'm standing out in the what do I do