Luyện nghe bài hát 10 2 10

Imma' be paid
I up
Finally Famous

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

All this can't be good for my cholesterol
Don't round' talking loudly, fucking up my repertoire dawg
I lie bruh lately I've been stressing heavily
I'm sipping, popping, smoking on whatever the pressure off
Diss you, FF Imperial 'til my
Dodging every bullet and
Anti fuck boy 'til I'm dead, I'm living proof
If you focus on in front of you and not what's in the peripheral
gone, word, boy I seen drama on drama
Drama on drama comma on comma
I'm bringing home prez, my house done feel like its haunted
I put the city on my back, along with my garments
Went to sleep,

I woke up working like a
That I work from 10 to 10
Then 10 to 10, then 10
Nightmares of losing everything my adrenaline

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

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