Ain't Bad - Kaybaehbk

I've had my good days And I've had my bad Walking an uphill battle both ways To fight back I've been in love And I've been in pain Hit the bottom of the bottle To chase it away But when the sun comes up And you feel that rush Of your favorite song playing driving 105 It's 20,000 people under stadium lights It's a girl, it's a place, it's the simple things It's a cold beer with your buddy that hits just right And you feel like you're in heaven on a hell of a night It's that old-school hand-me-down line 'Time goes fast' Life ain't so bad I know that chasing with time running out Is like a shot in the dark at last call Chasing me down You start sipping on history Flipping through everything Highlights, long nights, thinking 'bout July 17 Blue sky, bonfire memories And your favorite song playing driving 105 It's 20,000 people under stadium lights It's a girl, it's a place, it's the simple things It's a cold beer with your buddy that hits just right And you feel like you're in heaven on a hell of a night It's that old-school hand-me-down line 'Time goes fast' Life ain't so bad It's your favorite song playing driving 105 20,000 people under stadium lights It's a girl, it's a place, it's the simple things, yeah It's a cold beer with your buddy that hits just right And you feel like you're in heaven on a hell of a night It's that old-school hand-me-down line 'Time goes fast' Well, life ain't so bad Life ain't so bad

I picked last night in Tucson I sang 'em a country song Missed my plane this morning Lord cause we parted all night long I'm out here now usin' my thumb tryin' to make it to El Paso Cause tonight I play at the cabarete they done told it on the radio To a country singer it's a lonesome road with time hangin' heavy on my hands If I take a little pleasure and a little bit of love baby that don't makes me all bad I've been high and I've been low and I've been to San Antone But the worst by far than I've ever been was when I've been alone Tomorrow night I'm in Austin I've got some old friends there Cause there's old Jeff and Willie and Sam and a girl with the long dark hair To a country singer... There's one last stop down in Shreveport on this tour of one night stands And I've got some time but no peace of mind till I'm back on the road again If my old guitar had learned to talk it'll tell about the things I done There's a mighty good woman back in big D but never ever let me come home To a country singer... If I take a little pleasure and a little bit of love baby that don't makes me all bad

It ain't right to put our lives into the hands of thieves and liars And I know you say I'll have to wait in line at least for now but it ain't Am right Is it time to raise my hand, Or should I even take a stand this time, On what's going wrong I keep working all the time, The more we work the more we get behind, And they don't mind Cause it ain't right to put our lives into the hands of thieves and liars And I know you say I have to wait in line at least for now but it ain't right Dying on foreign land, Still never seems to make much sense, We do it all the do And the ones who started, Never ending lines of talking heads, And one single mile, No no Cause It ain't right to put our lives into the hands of thieves and liars And I know you say I'll have to wait in line at least for now but it ain't right, It ain't right, It ain't right SOLO It ain't right to put our lives into the hands of thieves and liars And I know you say I'll have to wait in liar for know Cause It ain't right to put our lives into the hands of thieves and liars And I know you say I'll have to wait in line at least for now but it ain't right, It ain't right, It ain't right It ain't right

She be calling my phone She be calling my phone Yeah yeah Oh no no no no no Know i get to get facing Kush in my blunt and my heart get to racin Scared of me why the fuck is you pacin My heart on my shoulders I kill you like Jason, Jason Now I'm pushing limit yeah I'm feeling spacious Sliding with Kel and I think that he Haitian Droppin no diss why the fuck is you hating Cartier glasses they sit on my faces She ask where I'm from i said the oasis Used to drop shit and now I'm feeling patient I don't condone shit but you steady waiting I said this shit was not free had to grind aint no mason But I ain't facing no no My heart racing no no Why you pacing? Kill you like Jason I'm feeling spacious, spacious Yeah he Haitian, yeah he Haitian Why you hating, why you hating On my faces, my face The oasis, oasis Aint no patience, I ain't waiting If I said you're my bro That means that i mean it I've been balling for sure Do this shit every season Get that bag through the week Stack it up on the weekend In that trackhawk we deep With them glocks and extensions Pulling up in that SRT Pulling up in that foreign You know you wanna fuck with me Your main nigga so boring And we got big racks on us Them hoes enormous An we got big straps try us you soaring And ever since i made it It's hard for you to face it i know That you hate it you know i created this show In this M6 I'm racing you think about taking gon blow And i came up I'm thanking God Yes you gon die about my dough My bro my bro yeah my bro my bro yeah Change up for dough no My bro my bro yeah We got bread we got it all My bro my bro yeah My bro my bro yeah Know i get to get facing Kush in my blunt and my heart get to racin Scared of me why the fuck is you pacin My heart on my shoulders I kill you like Jason, Jason Now I'm pushing limit yeah I'm feeling spacious Sliding with Kel and I think that he Haitian Droppin no diss why the fuck is you hating Cartier glasses they sit on my faces She ask where I'm from i said the oasis Used to drop shit and now I'm feeling patient I don't condone shit but you steady waiting I said this shit was not free had to grind aint no mason But I ain't facing no no My heart racing no no Why you pacing? Kill you like Jason I'm feeling spacious, spacious Yeah he Haitian, yeah he Haitian Why you hating, why you hating On my faces, my face The oasis, oasis Aint no patience, I ain't waiting I aint wait I ain't waiting

I'm not your dog I'm not your bro You want play games then you can go I pulled these racks out just to blow Got on designer head to toe Stay with my gang Cause they on go Made a hundred bands Without a show And I'm the one and yes you know Hear my V8 go up the road And I did that shit won't do it again Now I chase Benjamin's God forgive me for all my sins Riding round in that X6 I spent some racks on my necklace Now she want to sex this Just scratched his hoe off the checklist Now it's on to the next bitch And I ain't sipping no green Only red or the tris And I pulled up in that Beam With your hoe looking like a lick It's like 32 shots in my stick And I ain't going like a bitch And I did this shit on my own I ain't never ask for shit And this life shit be so crazy I'm up and now you hate me I'm getting racks on daily You know I'm the real shady Through my Cartier's see HD That little shit don't phase Cause I'm getting racks tomorrow I'm getting racks on yesterday I'm balling in the mall tho I spent them racks on your little bae And she just wants the star life She just wants the ice and glaze Had to hustle that hard life Now them racks coming in every way Push the button then push that key These little niggas ain't better than me And I'm so up i see the trees If you got chase get next to me If you got wells get next to me And if you gon' fold get away from me I'm not your dog I'm not your bro You want play games then you can go I pulled these racks out just to blow Got on designer head to toe Stay with my gang Cause they on go Made a hundred bands Without a show And I'm the one and yes you know Hear my V8 go up the road And I did that shit won't do it again Now I chase Benjamin's God forgive me for all my sins Riding round in that X6 I spent some racks on my necklace Now she want to sex this Just scratched his hoe off the checklist Now it's on to the next bitch And I ain't sipping no green Only red or the tris And I pulled up in that Beam With your hoe looking like a lick It's like 32 shots in my stick And I ain't going like a bitch And I did this shit on my own I ain't never ask for shit