Luyện nghe bài hát 4 Min Convo (Favorite Song)

Please tell me what you think
Like time, fuck it

I woke up to like missed calls
That's like ninety-nine people I probably off
Like damn, nigga, I was on a call
Damn, niggas make me hate my cell
Like damn, my nigga, I'm in the
Last time I dropped an album was a year ago
Yeah, you tellin' me you starving, but I been to
Like up, breakfast
Lunch and wasn't cereal
I what's up
You wanna be all in the videos and smoke it up
I know you really with the
Shits but you throw it up
Pretty bitches in my city litty, just going up
Nigga, you just wanna be me
'Cause my up
them goofy niggas tryna line me
They don't want smoke us
Had to pop an
I was down, yeah, had to up
Most my dogs
I hit up bitches that my fucked
I hear too me in niggas' songs
So I had to switch it up, I had to it up
Pick out diamonds in particular 'cause I'm just as fuck
Rest in to that boy Trayvon, I got my hoodie up
They know how we give it up, shot a bully up
And you bitches know that I waste no time
Bitch, I'm grindin'
If I ever said, "I love you", mind it
when I feel like you out here thottin'
I threaten you, but I fuck you, let's be honest
I hide the that I love to smoke on exotic
Flowers, I give you all my
I fuck around, I you though, I promise
and Clyde issues, guns around 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 walk in my shoes, you walk on water
Percocets like NyQuil, got my sawed-offs
Since I been in high school, I been feeling
I swear I was like you, now at me ballin'
10K on one fit, fly like I
Stay with rocket, ooh, I go J. Harden
tell if I got it, but I stay on it
And stay frontin', but it ain't nothin'
I make money, talkin' big money

Mmh, if I go broke, stay from me
Mmh, if I go broke, take money, yeah
I go broke in my late hundreds
It's hard not to talk money 'cause I got now
And chains around my
Neck worth over two hundred
And Puma just me a budget
I say, "Fuck it"
And give it to the
'Cause they need it than I need it now
I paid my dues
I should speak up more though, I'm playin'
Tryna keep it cool the time
I was in the with Future and his goons
Sittin' next to my rapper,
scared to say it to him
Used to "March Madness,"

Poppin' because 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 probably was to do a
Song but I was new,
I can't lie, oh, you was like my
Ask my crew,
Right when I thought viral was
blew, yeah
And that's my too
I with you, I swear to God
Type of nigga that shit a
Hundred, off
And I'm the type of you
see in Saint Laurent
Different places,
Miami, but I ain't
With bitches, denims
like they painted on
to "D.T.B", yeah,
That's our song
I trust bitches
Bitches like me
That's why I don't trust
This your song
I don't love
Fuck bitches, DTB, no, I trust bitches
This your favorite
When you're home, all
Reminiscin' my cologne
No going back, I really your soul
I know,
Woke up 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 nigga
Free my Skills, now
Man, you see me, see how I came up now
Used to the same shit
I ain't lookin' no bum now
I'm a New York nigga,
off my Uptowns
Grew up in the
Where they for dust now
'round the BX, RIP to Big Pun, now
And I don't why
I feel like wanna take my life
And all

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