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The Pursuit of Happyness Video (MV)




Performed By: WilBEENTrill
Length: 2:18
Written by: Wil Clarke




WilBEENTrill - The Pursuit of Happyness Lyrics




I been talking to my therapist
Why they scared of me?
Is it cause my skin is dark, yeah I'm talking 3rd degree
Fushia Tee, Midnight jeans, yeah I'm talking Galerie
And I don't sag, I just pull up get the bag and I leave
Oh shit
Niggas talking down on the kid
But I ain't tripping cause they more cap than lids
Tell me what's the deal, niggas tryna eat like a meal
And I won't stop till I touch a hundred mil
Eww
Niggas really shiesty better watch that back door
If we locked in then I gotta keep you close
Cause niggas laugh at you than more than at your jokes
I just wanna ball like I'm Kobe on the court
You can call me July cause I'm hot like the 4th
North is where I'm from to be exact on my side
Where the scrappers drift in a circle and they slide

I'm just being honest baby I cannot lie
My skin looks the best when the sun is outside
I, use to skate but never been a trick though
Out in Harajuku spending yen for my fit hoe
Don't try to copy you can't do what I did
I'll put you on some game if you tuning in
First, get a passport it ain't much but it cost
Then take a flight, take a trip and get lost
The world is much bigger than your street or your block
And if the money is a issue then I just suggest you walk
Anywhere you ain't been is always better than the start
I ain't flexing for the net I'm just speaking from the heart
I wanna see the violence stop no more tape or white chalk
Niggas ain't hearing if I don't talk about a opp
Like confetti niggas pull up to the party just to pop
Now he on t-shirt and his body in a box

I been talking to my therapist
Why they scared of me?
Is it cause my skin is dark, yeah I'm talking 3rd degree
Fushia Tee, Midnight jeans, yeah I'm talking Galerie
And I don't sag, I just pull up get the bag and I leave
Oh shit
Niggas talking down on the kid
But I ain't tripping cause they more cap than lids
Tell me what's the deal, niggas tryna eat like a meal
And I won't stop till I touch a hundred mil
Eww
Niggas really shiesty better watch that back door
If we locked in then I gotta keep you close
Cause niggas laugh at you than more than at your jokes
I just wanna ball like I'm Kobe on the court
You can call me July cause I'm hot like the 4th
North is where I'm from to be exact on my side
Where the scrappers drift in a circle and they slide
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I been talking to my therapist
Why they scared of me?
Is it cause my skin is dark, yeah I'm talking 3rd degree
Fushia Tee, Midnight jeans, yeah I'm talking Galerie
And I don't sag, I just pull up get the bag and I leave
Oh shit
Niggas talking down on the kid
But I ain't tripping cause they more cap than lids
Tell me what's the deal, niggas tryna eat like a meal
And I won't stop till I touch a hundred mil
Eww
Niggas really shiesty better watch that back door
If we locked in then I gotta keep you close
Cause niggas laugh at you than more than at your jokes
I just wanna ball like I'm Kobe on the court
You can call me July cause I'm hot like the 4th
North is where I'm from to be exact on my side
Where the scrappers drift in a circle and they slide

I'm just being honest baby I cannot lie
My skin looks the best when the sun is outside
I, use to skate but never been a trick though
Out in Harajuku spending yen for my fit hoe
Don't try to copy you can't do what I did
I'll put you on some game if you tuning in
First, get a passport it ain't much but it cost
Then take a flight, take a trip and get lost
The world is much bigger than your street or your block
And if the money is a issue then I just suggest you walk
Anywhere you ain't been is always better than the start
I ain't flexing for the net I'm just speaking from the heart
I wanna see the violence stop no more tape or white chalk
Niggas ain't hearing if I don't talk about a opp
Like confetti niggas pull up to the party just to pop
Now he on t-shirt and his body in a box

I been talking to my therapist
Why they scared of me?
Is it cause my skin is dark, yeah I'm talking 3rd degree
Fushia Tee, Midnight jeans, yeah I'm talking Galerie
And I don't sag, I just pull up get the bag and I leave
Oh shit
Niggas talking down on the kid
But I ain't tripping cause they more cap than lids
Tell me what's the deal, niggas tryna eat like a meal
And I won't stop till I touch a hundred mil
Eww
Niggas really shiesty better watch that back door
If we locked in then I gotta keep you close
Cause niggas laugh at you than more than at your jokes
I just wanna ball like I'm Kobe on the court
You can call me July cause I'm hot like the 4th
North is where I'm from to be exact on my side
Where the scrappers drift in a circle and they slide
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Writer: Wil Clarke
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