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
memory I'm feelin' today (Ayy)
(I'm not goin' Nico)

Put every problem (Tryna put away my problem)
I sell 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 ain't livin' (Yeah)
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 (Oh)

I ain't right (Nah)
We from sides (Sides)
I done sacrificed, and it made me a (mastermind)
I done switched lanes, Bentley got frog eyes
We got rich, hey, and I still got mob (Mob ties)
sober, I always be high (High)
I be most likely bangin' a (Bangin' a nine)
Ain't no question, my gon' ride (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, seat can (Massage)
In the P.H., just me and my niggas we (Alright)
On the P.J., sippin' codeine on long (Long flights)
Damn, I her name, only fucked her for one night
To give my Rollies rage, know Gunna ain't living right
And they put my problems
I don't drugs, I cop em'
I be living life all
I ain't livin' (uh)
I ain't right (yeah)
I ain't right (uh)
I livin' right (yeah)
I ain't livin' (uh)
I livin' right (yeah)
I livin' right (uh)
I ain't livin' (yah, ohh)

Forgiatos
They 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 shit right? uh

that pure white crack
Yo might that
Lord knows she needed then nickle to function
This that new Maybach, speed in it
Roll some in it
Fuck a 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
Your bitch on my a lot
I guess that's not bitch, uh
Funny, to the bank, and it's, funny
in my brain I'm a junkie

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

Tryna put away my
I got drugs, can I cop em?
been livin' life wrong (yeah)
I've livin' right at all