Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't Livin Right

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

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

I livin' right (Nah)
We from different (Sides)
I sacrificed, and it made me a mastermind (mastermind)
I done switched lanes, coupe got frog eyes
We got rich, hey, and I still got mob (Mob ties)
Never sober, I always be (High)
I be most likely 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 just the Ciroc and some red
Couldn't 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, seat can (Massage)
In the P.H., just me and my niggas we (Alright)
On the P.J., codeine on long flights (Long flights)
Damn, I forgot her name, only her for one night
To give my Rollies rage, know Gunna ain't living right
And they put away my
I don't drugs, I cop em'
I be living all wrong
I livin' right (uh)
I livin' right (yeah)
I livin' right (uh)
I livin' right (yeah)
I ain't right (uh)
I livin' right (yeah)
I ain't right (uh)
I ain't right (yah, ohh)

Forgiatos
They look like my
Bitch my got a twin
Man thats two
I'm on two percs
Something feel right
But this shit real right,
This shit real uh

This that pure crack
Yo might need
knows she needed then nickle blows to function
This that new Maybach, speed in it
Roll some in it
a freak in it
I'm a do me in it
Timid, all niggas timid, uh
All these niggas
in my sippy cup
I chug it, sip a lot
bitch on my dick a lot
I that's not your bitch, uh
Funny, to the bank, and it's, funny
in my brain I'm a junkie

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

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