Luyện nghe bài hát 4 Min Convo (Favorite Song)

Please tell me what you happened
this time, fuck it

I woke up to like missed calls
That's like ninety-nine people I probably off
damn, nigga, I was on a jail call
Damn, niggas make me hate my phone
damn, my nigga, I'm in the studio
Last time I dropped an album was a year ago
Yeah, you tellin' me you starving, but I to there
Like growin' up,
Lunch and dinner cereal
I what's up
You just be all in the videos and smoke it up
I know you ain't with the
Shits but you throw it up
Pretty bitches in my city litty, they going up
Nigga, you just be around me
my money up
Heard them goofy tryna line me
They don't smoke with us
Had to pop an
I was down, yeah, had to up
Most my dogs
I hit up bitches that my homies
I hear too much me in songs
So I had to switch it up, I had to it up
Pick out in particular 'cause I'm just rich as fuck
Rest in peace to boy Trayvon, I got my hoodie up
They know exactly how we give it up, shot a up
And you bitches know that I cannot no time
Bitch, I'm grindin'
If I ever said, "I you", never mind it
when I feel like you out here thottin'
I threaten you, but I fuck you, let's be honest
I the fact that I love to smoke on exotic
Flowers, I give you all my
I fuck around, I miss you though, I
Bonnie and Clyde issues, guns us
No bozos in my circle, get cut
We can't get around, I got my hoodie on in public
House arrest in Florida, they checked up on me
So I was in the studio I said I was in Publix
If you could in my shoes, you could walk on water
Percocets like NyQuil, got my buying
Since I been in high school, I feeling heartless
I I was like you, now look at me ballin'
10K on one fit, fly I departed
Stay with rocket, ooh, I go J. Harden
Can't if I got it, but I stay on it
And they stay frontin', but it nothin'
I make money, talkin' big money

Mmh, if I go broke, away from me
Mmh, if I go broke, I'ma money, yeah
I might go broke in my late
hard not to talk money 'cause I got money now
And these chains my
Neck worth two hundred thou
And just gave me a budget
I say, "Fuck it"
And give it to the
'Cause they it more than I need it now
Swear I my dues
I should up more though, I'm playin' quiet
Tryna keep it cool like the
I was in the studio Future and his goons
Sittin' to my favorite rapper,
Actin' to say it to him
Used to "March Madness,"

Poppin' Addys of you
you and Drizzy dropped
Then I got in (Yeah)
Drizzy, my broski
I you too, yeah
First time in the
It was all of you, yeah
I was OD-in' to do a
Song but I was new,
I lie, oh, you was like my idol
Ask my crew,
when I thought viral was viral
Tekashi blew,
And that's my too
I fuck with you, I to God
Type of nigga keep shit a
Hundred, off
And I'm the type of you
see in Saint Laurent
Different places,
Miami, but I LeBron
With bitches, denims
Lookin' they painted on
to "D.T.B", yeah,
That's our favorite
I don't trust
just like me
That's why I trust bitches
This your song
I don't love
Fuck bitches, DTB, no, I don't bitches
This your song
you're home, all alone
Reminiscin' my Dior
No going back, I took your soul
I know,
up with the chills, oh, oh
Took a pill my milk, oh, oh
it's not a big deal, oh, oh
all of my bros, whoa, oh
Free my PeeWee
my nigga Skills, now
Man, you see me, see how I came up now
Used to the same shit
I ain't like no bum now
I'm a New nigga, hangin'
Laces off my
Grew up in the
they rumblin' for dust now
Runnin' the BX, RIP to Big Pun, now
And I don't why
I feel they wanna take my life
And all

Wanna fuck my
And niggas wanna take my life
And all
Yeah, it's
And it's
Yeah, alright, mmh