summertime, JK♥, be happy, fifteen, langley.
life’s not what you take, it’s not about the promises you make.
It’s not about the friends you might of made or love that is gone.
Life is what you give, it’s not about the stupid things you did.
Its not about the way things could have been, it’s about moving on.
It’s all about you.
So every morning when you wake before the first step that you take,
Just think it’s all what you make it, and you’ll make it through.
This life will leave you stressed out, left out, with your neck out, ain’t nothing changed.
Real life, so we deal right, but it feels like it's something strange.
We wondering, the dumbest things, and let every thing get under our skin.
Trouble again, trying to impress somebody else is fucked in the head.
So do you. You’ll never make every one happy, it just won’t happen.
But the end of the day when all say is said, you better be ready to go back at ‘em.
I learn slow, my verse show’s my growth my wisdom.
If your positive or you negative, It don’t make a difference not when you living.
‘Cause some of the most successful people on this planet, will kill them selves or somebody else.
Life they really couldn’t manage.
Then we got bums, alcoholics on the streets. With no stress, no where to rest, no where to
dress, no where to sleep. And they say: fuck my morals, I'm drinking away my sorrow,
I’m living life and I’m happy, I ain’t thinking about tomorrow.
check yo self ; before you reak yo self
your the cheech to my chong. .
i feel bright, when you stand near . .