Luyện nghe bài hát Afterlife

I'm popping my shit every (Popping my shit)
Then I go to
(Wheezy here)

syrup got me dozin' off, I can see you in my afterlife
He the clip in then drove off
He know 'bout to die tonight
I leave the baddies in the house,
That sittin' on the couch, I'm on fire
But I don't fuckin' miss it though, I'm gon'
I thank I'ma get my money and I don't get tired

Sit in the back of the Phantom and have a good
I had to take Methanol, lit up a light
I can't see nothin' in the way, gone outta
I get her lace on basis, she my type
I pop my and live lavish, I never switch sides
You go to college, get a crib off the I buy
We get on the top of the fuckin' Hills off the Drive
I'm a product of the field, I'm in my disguise
Hit the off a pill but don't give me some cake
I've jumpin' on these Lears, that's the way I'ma chase 'em
Franklins comin' by the layers, that's the way we make 'em
She don't I'ma pop 'em so she gotta sleep naked
I can tell the way they treat me, gon' say I'm the greatest
Ain't no tellin' if I leave, if I'ma come back (Pluto)
Ain't gon' never let a bitch hold me back
I done my bags so we could hold my racks
And all the love I got for Atlanta, I got the for Chiraq
You help who you love nigga (Can't help who you love)
That's why God made niggas (Yeah, straight up)

Cough syrup got me dozin' off, I can see you in my
He snapped the clip in then off
He know 'bout to die tonight
I leave the in the house, superfly
Draco sittin' on the couch, I'm on fire
But I don't fuckin' it though, I'm gon' slide
I thank Allah I'ma get my money and I get tired

I thank Allah get my checks, fuck you niggas
I need to get off my chest, fuck you
I got the in the cut, I'm still that nigga
I got her flattin' out her tummy, I'm nigga (Super)
Take my time, my new account gettin' taller
I Richard,
that gon' me at least a quarter (Least a quarter)
I been in my bag lately and poppin my collar (My bag)
I got a good taste in bitches 'cause swallow (Yeah)
I birthed a lotta lil' niggas, I'm their father (Future)
Can't be responsible, how you woe? 'Cause I ya (I can)
Keep it a thousand, ok
That's how I was up (One thousand)
Lil' had to pay his dues, man, slaughter (ree Lu)
9 braces on me, baby, hold on, (Hold on)
9 on me, baby, hold on, wait (I'm the champ)
Got Glizzy on me, baby, hold on wait (That's a Glock)
Don't be shy with pussy, hold on, wait (Yeah, mine)
90 vibes at the crib, pick a (Yes)
I would've said at a hundred to play it safe (Robbin' the safe)
When it comes to loud, I'ma roll Grade A (Grade A)
I don't go town unless I'm fillin' up the safe
I crocodile my Pradas, just to hold my racks
And all the I got for Atlanta, I got the same for Chiraq
You can't who you love, nigga
That's why God made niggas

You help who you love, nigga
I'm poppin' my every mornin'
I go to paradise
Can't help who you love,
why God made thug niggas