Текст песни AIN'T THAT BAD - Wallace

It was like
Quarter past nine when shawty walked in
Booty fine as hell and I saw she had a friend
Prolly from the city bet she fuck for a buck fifty
Even tho she lack goals something bout her stuck with me
It's the struggle that encourage me
Even when I'm flipping dirty packs
There was more for me
Felt like I was taking out the trash
But I'm in my new bag
New class, new friends
Guess it ain't that bad

Bitches love my flow
But They be jocking it
Something bout this motherfucking hope
They can't copy it

Tryna reach these goals
You afflicted by these hoes
Worried bout these bitches
Or yo' wrist ain't getting froze
Like extras

Man I'm tired of the flexing
Any setback went and found a new direction
Too bad all this wealth
Won't find its way to heaven
I been waiting like all year
I channeled my aggression cause

I was worried bout' the past
So I keep on nodding off

Numb myself to pain
What I'm used to after all
Everybody same
Why we argue just to solve

Better pave the way
For the kids after us, us, us us
So

Said I'm losing trust since you went and cut me off
Better luck with robbery
I keep it on the side of me
And if you got a problem be
We shooting back like Osama be

Quarter past nine when shawty walked in
Booty fine as hell and I saw she had a friend
Prolly from the city bet she fuck for a buck fifty
Even tho she lack goals something bout her stuck with me
It's the struggle that encourage me
Even when I'm flipping dirty packs
There was more for me
Felt like I was taking out the trash
But I'm in my new bag
New class, new friends
Guess it ain't that bad