Luyện nghe bài hát 10 2 10

Imma' be forever
I up
Finally nigga

I woke up like a Mexican
mean I work from 10 to 10
Then 10 to 10, 10 again
Nightmares of losing everything my adrenaline

All this bread can't be for my cholesterol
Don't come round' talking loudly, fucking up my dawg
I lie bruh lately I've been stressing heavily
I'm sipping, popping, smoking on whatever the pressure off
Diss you, FF 'til my burial
Dodging every and venereal
Anti boy material 'til I'm dead, I'm living proof
If you focus on what's in of you and not what's in the peripheral
It's gone, word, boy I seen on drama
on drama over comma on comma
I'm bringing home dead prez, my done feel like its haunted
I put the city on my back, right with my garments
to sleep, snoring

I woke up like a Mexican
That mean I from 10 to 10
Then 10 to 10, 10 again
of losing everything boost my adrenaline

I got 3 jobs I'm Jamaican though
I 3 wives like I was Haitian though
One cook, one clean, the other PMS'ing, no hable
If have questions they don't know what that mean nigga
They say going through the great depression
Still it's been depressed so long I can't tell depression here
My homeboy still pull up on them rims big as a Ferris wheel
So many rides up on the curb my lil 'cause thought the was here
Like oh, I'm primo, top spot ho, for who, my team
And we might a trip to Jamaica, Montego, pussy and flamingos
Got me the fuck I need to sleep for?

I woke up working a Mexican
That I work from 10 to 10
10 to 10, then 10 again
Nightmares of everything boost my adrenaline