Luyện nghe bài hát 50 Grand

50 grand for my
Quarter for my whip
10 for my house
1: Devlin]
I think that I'm be sick
It seems every MC is about
telling the poor they're rich
Then he wonders why they're rolled on when he wanna try and walk round in the bits
This is real no thrills hype
On a reals it like
I've impaled on a steel spike
But fight, for my girls and real guys in the real grind that write real rhymes
It's the boy next door that down doors and I'm back on an ill vibe
(Alright)
Twenty pounds on my
Five pounds on my
No swagger at all, me
And I bet I can draw your
Comply with please
I'm gutter, I'll do I like
I had a dream in the grime scene
Now I'm flying at heights

[Verse 2:
Ten for my cab
Some cheap wine for this
I'm streetwise, you - fact
I'll fleece guys, getting wrapped
Outside of the East is where I'm at
Where lie and make traps
For these sweet guys that
But when it's beats it ain't that
(Alright)
These times I'm in the lab with
These are on a madness learn
No peace signs, I'm gonna stab verse
to kill it, I'm able and willing
Rep for the boys, the and the women
Tryna get by in the times we live in
Tryna a life and a living

(That's not me)
(Skepta)
(Trust me)
(Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 3:
I had it, made it, saved it
it, lost it, gave it
To people who it more than me
Guys in the ends getting for the P
More time I'm tryna man the vision
But like man are still too poor to see
So I let man do ting
I ain't anybody, I don't wanna law degree
You see the rap lifestyle, if you wanna
Celebrities and the riches
I ain't saying I want to make money
But right now I'm tryna do the right with it
If I eat food, eat food in my
See me and Dev in a near you
And when I up to the premiere
Don't ask why I ain't wearing a suit, tired