Wha-wha-wha what if I? If I don't want to stay in here? If I don't wanna pray in here? What if I ain't doing it? Wha-wha, but what if though? If I ain't really fit like that? If I won't wear some shit like that? No no no no no But what I know (We ain't supposed to be there, we ain't supposed to live in it) I can't take it anymore (It ain't supposed to be this way, it ain't supposed to be this way) Not anymore No no no no no We won't last (We ain't supposed to be there, we ain't supposed to live in it) Don't be sad (It ain't supposed to be this way, it ain't supposed to be this way) Don't be mad You made the bed for yourself, so sad Can't protect yourself Don't be mad You'll go mad (We ain't supposed to be there, we ain't supposed to live in it) You'll go mad Don't be mad
Stone, hard to move 'em, wrong, hard to prove 'em On the crater on the moon, watchin' home movies Will they change the time up? Will they 4:42 it? I can't eat no ground stuff, I like to toaster strudel' it They ain't got no gravity, I'm floatin in some coochie Reason for insanity, I ain't got one to use it Know my body mad at me because it's goin' through it Scared to have some kids because the world be goin' through it
I ain't goin' through that, you can't just force me through it, shit Nah, I ain't gon' do it, nah, I ain't gon' do it Got kin buried in the dirt And we just gon' uproot and deuces? They say it come in all shape and sizes, they can make it just for you kid They tried to show me the floor plans, say it matter how big your bed is Say, "You choose a twin and you can put a little studio where that shit is" Twenty bands in incentives And that just go depending on how much your rent is, shit I don't think they get it Hold up, I ain't finished Auntie say she can go for four years and come back just breaded Said they're payin' folks to keep it clean and everyone fed, shit Oh, you gon' wait on some Bruce Wayne-ass nigga, on some Alfred shit? Nah, more like Geoffrey Butler, haven't you see Fresh Prince kid? I don't think she get it, she just too hardheaded, shit There ain't no difference 'cept, you just workin' for niggas, but Plus you gon' get vetted and, prolly check your credit, so Prolly just forget get it but, plus your ass is trippin'
But what I know Is I can't take it anymore Not anymore No no no no noTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
