Luyện nghe bài hát Anyday

Call this bitch yor when time is rough
I lost a lot when you fell, life is hard to
You think its where you at
Shit its on the streets
You in the Bing, I'm surviving to eat
Don't think am wilding, flexing whips and
Thinking I'm lost laying
Sex for and stuff
admit it I'm use to the finer things
We had major names even on the things
Everywhere we went, mad sizing me up
You know they now, shit I get to drive the trucks
But I you were spreading it riding it rough
I think I miss more then you buying me stuff
Since you got knocked your man to hollar at me
And those nigga's you stuck, they dollars at me
But you know gaming, and Im just keeping it real
you down until you back on the field

Feels I do
I feel feeling down
In the feeling down
It can be most

like I do
I feel feeling down
In the feeling down
It can be most

Don't worry 'bout streets I'm conrolling these grounds
I might slip and miss a V-I but I'm it down
Got the kids to take care its hard out
And its tearing my heart to play my out here
I seen snitch and you know I got plots 4 years
And bid make me feel like I got the chair
But ain't tapping this I rather tap my own
tapes we made while I'm resting alone
Wishing you home, pictures of you the chrome
What kind of chic will her man when he out the zone
Me without you is like a without a silencer
Got me off days on the calendar
I miss loading the glock so you could control the
I miss watching you work the dogs to the lock
Think of the boo pushing it like a 6 double o
You get your weight up I'm a you once they let go

Feels I do
I when feeling down
In the ground down
It can be anyday

I can see us back on the bricks, me on shoulder
Letting bitches they wishes to have you are over
So you ring your broads you locked away
I know its hard for a on top not to play
See Amil's the one you draped in ice
I'm the one silk down caked in spice
Waiting for calls or my box to vibrate
Hoping you want me to scoop you not being more weight
I fell Gucci sandals back to no name brands
a six and a mansion to beating the sands
Staying true make ends to have enough for the love I take
and stuff
Have a where most F.E.D.S. dare to touch
Fear none to see the cash, and us popping the
a Dutch-flip cop twice as much living low key
A then heist and stuff
If I have to wait while you gone I'm a what comes
If you don't see cash, know its hard in the
Cause I ran the stash and it ain't no funds