Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't Livin Right

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

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

I ain't right (Nah)
We different sides (Sides)
I sacrificed, and it made me a mastermind (mastermind)
I done switched lanes, Bentley coupe got eyes
We got rich, hey, and I got mob ties (Mob ties)
Never sober, I always be (High)
I be most likely a nine (Bangin' a nine)
no question, my niggas gon' ride (Gon' ride)
You a bitch, you throw and go hide (Go hide)
I just mixed the Ciroc and red
Couldn't pick one, it was to decide (Hard to decide)
Hit my niece, then I 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 flights (Long flights)
Damn, I her name, only fucked her for one night
To give my rage, know young Gunna ain't living right
And they put my problems
I don't drugs, I cop em'
I be living life all
I livin' right (uh)
I ain't livin' (yeah)
I ain't livin' (uh)
I ain't livin' (yeah)
I livin' right (uh)
I livin' right (yeah)
I ain't right (uh)
I ain't livin' (yah, ohh)

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

This that white crack
Yo need that
Lord she needed then nickle blows to function
This new Maybach, I'ma speed in it
Roll tree in it
a freak in it
I'm a do me in it
Timid, all these timid, uh
All these pussy
Codeine in my cup
I it, don't sip a lot
bitch on my dick a lot
I guess not your bitch, uh
Funny, to the bank, and it's, funny
Perky in my I'm a junkie

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