Luyện nghe bài hát Blunt Blowin

Put my on

Uh, I it up in these like my last days
If time is money, I'm an hour paid
Ugh, in my hourglass
Niggas faker than flour in a powder bag
Yeah, I put it like my hands hurting
I'm on a natural high, but I land
Some of us are lovers, of y'all haters
But I put up a wall, and they wallpaper
So love or hate me, I stay
say we learn from mistakes, well that's why they mistake me
I got some on my shoulders, to me it's like feathers
All hail Weezy, call it bad
I stick to the script, I memorize the
life is a movie that I've seen too many times
You're on the looking in, close the blinds
And they say never say never, but fuck never mind
I've been gone too
or false, right or wrong, haha
Hello Weezy, welcome

Yeah and
blowin'
Polo showin'
I don't a lovely motherfuck ass nigga
my money growing, no matter where you're goin'
You need a bus pass, for me to bust yo ass nigga Imma

blowin'
Polo showin'
I-I don't a lovely motherfuck ass nigga
With my money blowing, don't matter I got and
You need a bus pass, for me to bust yo ass nigga

Stunna, I got 'em, I'm back on bitches
All about my riches, my should be Richard
Cut the bullshit out, I'm Edward with the
Life is a choice, and death is a
Times changed, but fuck it get a new watch
I got the vision like a line between two dots
Young money's eating, the getting fatter
And yea, the tables turned, but I'm sitting at 'em
I'm a bad motherfucker, 'cause the good die
Everybody dreams, I'm too cheap to buy one
Man when that cookie crumble, everybody want a
Shoot that hummingbird down, hummingbird hum yeah
Big money, big money, pockets
talks, and motherfuckers eavesdropping
Bunch of bloods, you call it blood clotting
East side, My Piru Damu,

Blunt
Polo draws
I don't give a lovely ass nigga
With my teeth glowing, I'm on my
You need a bus pass, for me to bust yo ass nigga Imma

Blunt
draws showin'
I-I give a lovely motherfuck ass nigga
With my money blowing, no matter where you
You don't a bus pass, for me to bust yo ass nigga

Light Ashton Kusher, I'm a limit pusher
See dead meat, and me I'm just a butcher
I do it for the money, man I am a hooker
And freedom was my girl, until they fucking her
You can look into the future, its right behind eyelids
But I don't wanna know, shit I like surprises
Why that, why this, why you on why shit?
ask me why, I say Y-M
Beach bum, call me drive slim
the top, look up and make the sky grin
Young moola, skinnies and Supras
Belly of the till it puke us

Blunt
Polo strings
I don't give a lovely ass nigga
With my glowing, I'm on my Deebowin'
You don't need a bus pass, for me to yo ass nigga

Blunt
strings showin'
I don't give a lovely ass nigga
my money blowing, no matter where you going
You don't need a bus pass, for me to yo ass nigga

I've gone too long
or false, right or wrong

Yeah I've been too long
or false, right or wrong

Said I've been gone too
True or false, right or haha

Hello Weezy, home (welcome home)
It's young mula,
Young mula, baby (young baby)

I've been gone too
or false, right or wrong
Hello Weezy, home yeah