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Don't gotta end bad Video (MV)




Performed By: Quick Stukes
Language: English
Length: 3:23
Written by: quick Stukes
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Quick Stukes - Don't gotta end bad Lyrics




Yeah
Therapy sessions always over booked, got me ventin' to beats
Found a new place to call home, only God on the lease

I be in the field, so you know I ain't come here to preach
But always droppin' jewels, so just let me teach
Your best move is usually like Kyrie
Soon as you done hit the shot, there's always more to complete

Trades at the deadline, leave your mind far from peace
But I would never sell my soul for them to eat, yeah, yeah
Ayy, you don't really love me, I can tell by how you move
You always judge me like Boo coo

I call the hate fast food, cause it ain't good for you
I been still prayin' for you, I been still here for you
And it don't gotta end bad
Hearts don't always, gotta get broke in half

My mindset shifted from the past, make it last
How God be showin' up, make me cry, laugh
Make me cry, laugh
Planes gettin' boarded up like they been abandoned

Scratched the surface just to see it's deeper than the Grand Canyon
I traveled far in hopes that heaven got my own mansion
The same ones congratulate, be the same ones to leave you stranded
My bars was really a tangent, nobody understand it

Was born to tell them that Jesus was born, but listen, granted
It's been a trend to hop on colts like Peyton Manning
Never take your life for granted, God gon' give you answers
Faith a lonely road, no wonder why they fishin' gold

King Tut the way I find it all in different holes
You would think I turn the cheek the way I'm blessin' foes
But really I'm just focused on my balance, settin' all these goals
Give me my flowers like rose gardens and funerals

Hate the way they love me, I never feel it like cuticles
It's crazy how that sin make you feel when it's enjoyable
But love me enough to hold me more accountable, for real
Ayy, you don't really love me, I can tell by how you move
You always judge me like Boo coo

I call the hate fast food, cause it ain't good for you
I been still prayin' for you, I been still here for you
And it don't gotta end bad
Hearts don't always, gotta get broke in half

My mindset shifted from the past, make it last
How God be showin' up, make me cry, laugh
Make me cry, laugh
And you don't really love me, I can tell by how you move
You always judge me like Boo coo

I call the hate fast food, cause it ain't good for you
I been still prayin' for you, I been still here for you
And it don't gotta end bad
Hearts don't always, gotta get broke in half

My mindset shifted from the past, make it last
How God be showin' up, make me cry, laugh
Make me cry, laugh
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English

Yeah
Therapy sessions always over booked, got me ventin' to beats
Found a new place to call home, only God on the lease

I be in the field, so you know I ain't come here to preach
But always droppin' jewels, so just let me teach
Your best move is usually like Kyrie
Soon as you done hit the shot, there's always more to complete

Trades at the deadline, leave your mind far from peace
But I would never sell my soul for them to eat, yeah, yeah
Ayy, you don't really love me, I can tell by how you move
You always judge me like Boo coo

I call the hate fast food, cause it ain't good for you
I been still prayin' for you, I been still here for you
And it don't gotta end bad
Hearts don't always, gotta get broke in half

My mindset shifted from the past, make it last
How God be showin' up, make me cry, laugh
Make me cry, laugh
Planes gettin' boarded up like they been abandoned

Scratched the surface just to see it's deeper than the Grand Canyon
I traveled far in hopes that heaven got my own mansion
The same ones congratulate, be the same ones to leave you stranded
My bars was really a tangent, nobody understand it

Was born to tell them that Jesus was born, but listen, granted
It's been a trend to hop on colts like Peyton Manning
Never take your life for granted, God gon' give you answers
Faith a lonely road, no wonder why they fishin' gold

King Tut the way I find it all in different holes
You would think I turn the cheek the way I'm blessin' foes
But really I'm just focused on my balance, settin' all these goals
Give me my flowers like rose gardens and funerals

Hate the way they love me, I never feel it like cuticles
It's crazy how that sin make you feel when it's enjoyable
But love me enough to hold me more accountable, for real
Ayy, you don't really love me, I can tell by how you move
You always judge me like Boo coo

I call the hate fast food, cause it ain't good for you
I been still prayin' for you, I been still here for you
And it don't gotta end bad
Hearts don't always, gotta get broke in half

My mindset shifted from the past, make it last
How God be showin' up, make me cry, laugh
Make me cry, laugh
And you don't really love me, I can tell by how you move
You always judge me like Boo coo

I call the hate fast food, cause it ain't good for you
I been still prayin' for you, I been still here for you
And it don't gotta end bad
Hearts don't always, gotta get broke in half

My mindset shifted from the past, make it last
How God be showin' up, make me cry, laugh
Make me cry, laugh
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