Luyện nghe bài hát Blunt Blowin

Put my on

Uh, I live it up in like my last days
If is money, I'm an hour past paid
Ugh, in my hourglass
faker than some flour in a powder bag
Yeah, I put it down like my hurting
I'm on a high, but I land perfect
of us are lovers, most of y'all haters
But I put up a wall, and just wallpaper
So love or me, I stay hate-free
They say we learn from mistakes, well why they mistake me
I got some weight on my shoulders, to me it's feathers
All hail Weezy, it bad weather
I to the script, I memorize the lines
life is a movie that I've seen too many times
You're on the outside looking in, close the
And they say say never, but fuck your never mind
been gone too long
True or false, right or wrong,
Hello Weezy, home

Yeah and
blowin'
Polo showin'
I don't give a lovely motherfuck ass
With my money growing, no matter where goin'
You don't 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 blowing, don't matter I got more and
You don't need a bus pass, for me to bust yo ass

Stunna, I got 'em, I'm on them bitches
All about my riches, my name should be
Cut the bullshit out, I'm Edward the scissors
is a choice, and death is a decision
Times have changed, but it get a new watch
I still got the vision a line between two dots
Young money's eating, the label getting
And yea, the tables turned, but I'm sitting at 'em
I'm a bad motherfucker, the good die young
selling dreams, I'm too cheap to buy one
Man when that cookie crumble, everybody want a
Shoot hummingbird down, hummingbird don't hum yeah
Big money, big money, deep
talks, and motherfuckers eavesdropping
Bunch of bloods, you could call it blood
East side, My Damu, I'mma

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I've gone too long
True or false, right or
Hello Weezy, home yeah