Luyện nghe bài hát 1985 (Intro to "The Fall Off")

1985, I
33 years, damn, I'm grateful I
We wasn't to get past 25
on you motherfucker, we alive
All niggas popping now is young
Everybody say the they make is dumb
I I was 18
Money, pussy, parties, I was on the thing
You give a boy a chance to grow some
Everybody talkin' like they somethin' these days
Niggas woke, but they broke, umm
I respect the struggle but you all these days
Man, they old enough to drive
To tell them they should do, who the fuck am I?
I one of em' dissed me, I'm suprised
I ain't trippin', good to my reply
Come here man, let me talk with ya'
See if I can paint for you the larger
Congrats 'cause you made it out your house
I you make enough to buy your mom a house
I see your watch icy and whip foreign
I got some advice, never quit tourin'
'Cause that's the way we eat in this rap game
I'm fuckin' with your lil' rap name
I hear music and I know that rap's changed
A bunch of folks would say that a bad thing
'Cause everything's and it's pop now
Trap drums is the shit hot now
See, I've been on a quest for the wave
But mind, that was just a segue
I must say, by your I'm unimpressed, hey
But I love to see a Black man get
And plus, you havin' fun and I respect
But you ever thought about your impact?
These kids love that you don't give a fuck
that's exactly what's expected when your skin's black
They see you dab, they wanna see you pop a pill
They wanna see you from your face to your heels
And somewhere deep down, fuck it, I gotta it real
They wanna be black and think your song is how it
So when you turn up, you see turnin' up too
You hit the city, collect your money when it's due
You gettin' paper, swimmin' in bitches, I don't blame you
You thinkin' 'bout the people that's lookin' like me and you
True, you got shit to do
You coulda a crib with all that bread you done blew
I know you this type of revenue is never endin'
But I wanna take a minute just to you that ain't true
One day, them kids that's listening grow up
And get too old for shit that made you blow up
Now your shows lookin' light cause don't show up
Which unfortunately means the slow up
Now you scramblin' and hopin' to get hot
But you forgot you only popped 'cause you was trends
Now you old and you goin' through regrets
'Cause you never bought that house, but you got a
And a bunch of jewels and a of shoes
And a bunch of friends, I ain't judgin' you
I'm just tellin' you probably gon' happen when you rappin'
the type of shit you rappin' 'bout
It's a faster route to the
I you good luck
I'm for your sake that you ain't dumb as you look
But if it's really what people sayin'
And you call yourself with my name
I really know you fucked, trust
I'll be around forever 'cause my is tip-top
To any amateur niggas that get rocked
Just what I told you when your shit flop
In five you gon' be on Love & Hip-Hop, nigga