Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song All Bad, artist - Scarface.
Date of issue: 25.08.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
All Bad |
Sunday morning I’m off at church |
Sinnin' throughout the week, hustlin' every day |
Gettin' it as we speak, listen to preacher preach |
Choir singing the song, annie clapping her hands |
Momma singing along, I’m impatient I wanna leave |
Can’t let my Momma see, I ain’t listening to the word |
Not like I don’t believe, but I’m trippin' nobody perfect |
To speak it wouldn’t worth it for a person to be so Christ like |
But I swear, I heard him cursin' |
Let him without no sins cast the first stone |
But I am so not him so let me go on on |
Get home and he will find his hat on |
Who’s family when this all went on |
Come on, let’s see, some laughs, then we |
Can do the same damn thing next week |
I love it when It happens like that |
I smile cause it’s not all bad |
You know they say that no one’s perfect |
That’s why we struggle every day |
Just know that every single day is a blessing |
I’m just tryna find my way |
I keep my head above water (keep my head above water) |
Tell me what’s the use of lookin' sad |
Keep your head above water |
Cause it ain’t all bad |
Monday mornin' it’s back to business |
Cash the motivation, cops steady watchin' |
Plottin' and waiting patient |
Yeah I been thinkin' lately |
Prayin' on even maybe |
Probably best if I left it |
The stress will drive you crazy if you let it |
The penitentiary is where were headed |
Designed for downfalls and some still don’t get it |
And yeah I might have said it way back and got sweated by |
The same ones that hittin' it now but no credit came to me |
If you can see the things I see |
Then you could point your fingers at the blame not me |
Ashamed how we can’t stand one another |
We hate the idea of a unified young brother so we suffer |
But I adapt cause I’m a hustler |
I still stay strapped with the muffler |
I’m ten toes trapped in the struggle cause |
I’m what the hood made mothafucka what |
You know they say that no one’s perfect |
That’s why we struggle every day |
Just know that every single day is a blessing |
I’m just tryna find my way |
I keep my head above water (keep my head above water) |
Tell me what’s the use of lookin' sad |
Keep your head above water |
Cause it ain’t all bad |
As solid these niggas come, realist they ever made |
Money is not important it’s livin' it how you say |
Picture back in the day, me moving a brick a week |
Murdered you if I had to nigga I’m from the streets |
And out here were playing for keeps, speak and your getting froze |
Neck gettin' wrapped in sheets, sneakers will be exposed |
This bullet here for your soul |
Bitches is just for sex, that said I could jack my dick |
She don’t deserve respect, I’m knowin' my niggas feel it |
Nothin' is fabricated authentic as I can say it |
The only way I play it, this is for Curtis Davis |
Mothers of fallen soldiers, Children of murdered fathers |
Fathers out on the corners |
Corners I’m standing on and I love 'em without a reason |
Feelin they aid the bleedin' they made me I’m never leavin' |
Though the looks can look deceiving |
Believe me yall it might sound sad |
But trust me dog it’s not all bad |
You know they say that no one’s perfect |
That’s why we struggle every day |
Just know that every single day is a blessing |
I’m just tryna find my way |
I keep my head above water (keep my head above water) |
Tell me what’s the use of lookin' sad |
Keep your head above water |
Cause it ain’t all bad |