Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't Livin Right

I need therapy for the today I spent thousands, ayy
I'm gonna get my head on
whatever I'm feelin' today (Ayy)
(I'm not goin' Nico)

Put away every problem (Tryna put my problem)
I don't drugs, I cop 'em (I got drugs, gotta cop 'em)
I be life all wrong (I be livin' life wrong)
I ain't livin' right, uh, I livin' right (Yeah)
I ain't right, uh, I ain't livin' right (Yeah)
I livin' right, uh, I ain't livin' right (Yeah)
I ain't livin' right, uh, I livin' right (Yeah)
I ain't right, uh, I ain't livin' right (Oh)

I livin' right (Nah)
We from different (Sides)
I done sacrificed, and it made me a (mastermind)
I done switched lanes, coupe got frog eyes
We got rich, hey, and I got mob ties (Mob ties)
Never sober, I be high (High)
I be likely bangin' a nine (Bangin' a nine)
Ain't no question, my niggas gon' (Gon' ride)
You a bitch, you throw and go hide (Go hide)
I mixed the Ciroc and some red
pick one, it was hard to decide (Hard to decide)
Hit my niece, I talk to the don (Talk to the don)
Got a new Bentley, can massage (Massage)
In the P.H., me and my niggas we alright (Alright)
On the P.J., sippin' codeine on long (Long flights)
Damn, I forgot her name, only her for one night
To give my Rollies rage, know young ain't living right
And they put away my
I don't drugs, I cop em'
I be living life all
I ain't right (uh)
I ain't right (yeah)
I livin' right (uh)
I ain't right (yeah)
I livin' right (uh)
I ain't right (yeah)
I livin' right (uh)
I ain't right (yah, ohh)

Forgiatos
look like my diamonds
Bitch my Glock got a
Man thats two
I'm on two again
Something don't feel
But this shit right, slatt
This real right? uh

This pure white crack
Yo might need
Lord knows she needed nickle blows to function
This that new Maybach, speed in it
Roll tree in it
Fuck a in it
I'm a do me in it
Timid, all these timid, uh
All niggas pussy
in my sippy cup
I it, don't sip a lot
Your on my dick a lot
I guess that's not bitch, uh
Funny, laughing to the bank, and it's,
Perky in my I'm a junkie

I'm, not a,
cash, I'm a dummy
I'm a,
Chopper your ass in the quick past
Everyday I dash to the quick
I get
Gun on my hip, I risk that
Desert eagle, I shoot, knock my back
And they put my problems
I sell drugs, I cop em'
I be life all wrong
I ain't livin' (uh)
I ain't right (yeah)
I ain't livin' (uh)
I ain't right (yeah)
I ain't livin' (uh)
I ain't right (yeah)
I livin' right (uh)
I ain't right (yah, ohh)

Tryna put my problems
I got drugs, can I cop em?
I've been life wrong (yeah)
ain't livin' right at all