Kuji Young - Just for Fun

I Can't Complain

I never seen a hater really make it cause he way too busy hatin'
And I don't think ya bitter ass friend ever found herself a man
Did she?
They like fuck that nigga he ain't shit
And fuck them niggas he came with, yeah
Damn
How did I make y'all mad?
Run the claps
But I'm like fuck that get cash (fuck that get cash)
Fuck that get cash (fuck that get cash)
Fuck that get cash
Ain't worried bout the chit chat chit chat (chit chat chit chat)
Real lives we live that (Real lives we live that)
Good times we give that (Good times we give that)
Good vibes we feel that (Good vibes we feel that)
No need to be screwin yo face up
I heard a smile brings great luck
I heard a child brings great love
I learned a lot gettin blazed up
So my nigga even when the pain comes
Thunderbolts and the rain come
I always know better days gon' come
So anytime niggas say wassup

I can't complain
I can't complain
I can't complain
I can't complain, no
I can't complain
I can't complain
I can't complain
I can't complain, no
Nope!

I never seen a hater really make it cause he way too busy hatin
And I don't think ya bitter ass friend ever found herself a man
Did she?
They like fuck that nigga he ain't shit
And fuck them niggas he came with yeah
Damn
Why in the hell is you mad? (Why is you mad?)
Is it cuz I got me a bag (bag)
Cause my new shorty is bad? (bad)
Cause I rode off in a Jag? (Jag)
Skrrt skrrt (skrrt vroom!)
I just sit back here and laugh at ya
I can't even really be mad at you (Why is that?)
Cause then I'd be just like y'all
I wish you peace and much love (yea)
Cause we all goin through struggles
I know the world beats you up (yea)
But you stay lookin for trouble
We all got bills to pay (yea)
Might as well kill the hate
And handle your business mayne (yea)
So you can join with me and say

I can't complain
I can't complain
I can't complain
I can't complain, no
I can't complain
I can't complain
I can't complain
I can't complain, no

I never seen a hater really make it cause he way too busy hatin
And I don't think ya bitter ass friend ever found herself a man
Did she?
They like fuck that nigga he ain't shit
And fuck them niggas he came with
Damn
How did I make y'all mad?
Run the claps
But I'm like fuck that get cash (fuck that get cash)
Fuck that get cash (fuck that get cash)
Fuck that get cash (fuck that get cash)
Ain't worried bout the chit chat chit chat (chit chat chit chat)
Real lives we live that (Real lives we live that)
Good times we give that (Good times we give that)
Good vibes...
Hey!

I can't complain
I can't complain
I can't complain
I can't complain, no
I can't complain
I can't complain
I can't complain
I can't complain, no
I can't complain
I can't complain
I can't complain
I can't complain, no
I can't complain
I can't complain
I can't complain
I can't complain, no

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Writer(s): Joshua Martin, Calvin Wilson
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