Luyện nghe bài hát 50 Grand

50 grand for my
mil' for my whip
10 for my house
1: Devlin]
I think I'm gonna be sick
It seems like MC is about
Loves telling the poor they're
Then he wonders why they're rolled on when he wanna try and walk round in the bits
This is real life no thrills
On a it feels like
I've been impaled on a steel
But still fight, for my girls and real guys in the real grind that write rhymes
It's the boy next door that kicked doors and I'm back on an ill vibe
(Alright)
pounds on my weed
Five pounds on my
No at all, just me
And I bet I can draw your
Comply anything please
I'm gutter, do what I like
I had a pipe dream in the 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 guys, you're getting wrapped
Outside of the East Side is I'm at
Where lie and make traps
For these guys that flash
But when it's beats it ain't that
(Alright)
These I'm in the lab with terms
guys are on a madness learn
No peace signs, I'm gonna this verse
Just to kill it, I'm and willing
Rep for the boys, the kids and the
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 never had it, it, saved it
Spent it, it, gave it
To people who it more than me
Guys in the ends getting for the P
More time I'm tryna show man the
But like man are still too poor to see
So I let man do their
I ain't anybody, I don't wanna law degree
You see the rap lifestyle, if you live
and the worthless riches
I saying I don't want to make money
But right now I'm tryna do the right tings it
If I eat food, eat food in my
See me and Dev in a cinema you
And when I pull up to the
Don't ask why I ain't a suit, you're tired