Luyện nghe bài hát Afterlife

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

Cough syrup got me dozin' off, I can see you in my
He snapped the clip in drove off
He somebody's 'bout to die tonight
I leave the baddies in the house,
That Draco on the couch, I'm on fire
But I fuckin' miss it though, I'm gon' slide
I thank Allah get my money and I don't get tired

Sit in the back of the Phantom and have a good
I had to Methanol, lit up like a light
I can't see in the way, gone outta sight
I get her lace on daily basis, she my
I pop my shit and live lavish, I never sides
You go to college, get a off the clothes 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 trippin' off a pill but don't give me cake
I've jumpin' on these Lears, that's the way I'ma chase 'em
Franklins comin' by the layers, the way we gon' make 'em
She don't when pop 'em so she gotta sleep naked
I can the way they treat me, they gon' say I'm the greatest
Ain't no tellin' if I leave, if I'ma ever come (Pluto)
Ain't never let a disloyal bitch hold me back
I Goyard my bags so we could hold my racks
And all the love I got for Atlanta, I got the for Chiraq
You can't help who you love (Can't help who you love)
why God made thug niggas (Yeah, straight up)

Cough got me dozin' off, I can see you in my afterlife
He the clip in then drove off
He somebody's 'bout to die tonight
I leave the in the house, superfly
That Draco sittin' on the couch, I'm on
But I don't miss it though, I'm gon' slide
I thank I'ma get my money and I don't 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 that (Super)
Take my time, my new bank account gettin'
I Richard,
that cost me at least a quarter (Least a quarter)
I done been in my bag and poppin my collar (My bag)
I got a good in bitches 'cause they swallow (Yeah)
I birthed a lotta lil' niggas, I'm their father (Future)
be responsible, how you woe? 'Cause I taught ya (I can)
Keep it a thousand, ok
That's how I was up (One thousand)
Lil' nigga had to pay his dues, man, (ree Lu)
9 braces on me, baby, on, wait (Hold on)
9 on me, baby, hold on, wait (I'm the champ)
Got that Glizzy on me, baby, on wait (That's a Glock)
Don't be shy with that pussy, hold on, (Yeah, mine)
90 at the crib, pick a race (Yes)
I would've said at least a hundred to it safe (Robbin' the safe)
When it comes to loud, roll with Grade A (Grade A)
I don't go outta unless I'm fillin' up the safe
I done my Pradas, just to hold my racks
And all the I got for Atlanta, I got the same for Chiraq
You can't help who you love,
That's why God made thug

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