Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't Livin Right

I therapy for the retail today I spent 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 sell drugs, I cop 'em (I got drugs, gotta cop 'em)
I be livin' life all wrong (I be life wrong)
I livin' 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 livin' right, uh, I ain't right (Yeah)
I livin' right, uh, I ain't livin' right (Oh)

I ain't right (Nah)
We different sides (Sides)
I done sacrificed, and it me a mastermind (mastermind)
I switched lanes, Bentley coupe got frog eyes
We got rich, hey, and I got mob ties (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 rocks and go (Go hide)
I just the Ciroc and some red
Couldn't one, it was hard to decide (Hard to decide)
Hit my niece, then I 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 her name, only fucked her for one night
To give my rage, know young Gunna ain't living right
And put away 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 right (uh)
I ain't right (yeah)
I livin' right (uh)
I ain't right (yeah)
I ain't livin' (uh)
I ain't right (yah, ohh)

spinnin'
They look like my
Bitch my Glock got a
Man thats two
I'm on two again
Something feel right
But shit real right, slatt
This real right? uh

This that white crack
Yo might need
Lord knows she needed then blows to function
This new Maybach, I'ma 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 it, don't sip a lot
Your bitch on my a lot
I guess not your bitch, uh
Funny, laughing to the bank, and it's,
in my brain 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 cash
I get
Gun on my hip, I can't that
Desert eagle, I shoot, my wrist back
And put away my problems
I sell drugs, I cop em'
I be living all wrong
I ain't right (uh)
I ain't right (yeah)
I ain't right (uh)
I ain't livin' (yeah)
I ain't livin' (uh)
I ain't livin' (yeah)
I ain't right (uh)
I ain't right (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