Luyện nghe bài hát Blunt Blowin

Put my on

Uh, I live it up in like my last days
If time is money, I'm an hour paid
Ugh, in my hourglass
Niggas faker than some flour in a bag
Yeah, I put it down like my hurting
I'm on a natural high, but I land
of us are lovers, most 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 weight on my shoulders, to me it's like
All Weezy, call it bad weather
I to the script, I memorize the lines
'Cause life is a movie that I've too many times
on the outside 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, home

Yeah and
Blunt
Polo showin'
I don't give a motherfuck ass nigga
With my money growing, no matter where goin'
You don't a bus pass, for me to bust yo ass nigga Imma

blowin'
Polo draws
I-I give a lovely motherfuck ass nigga
With my money blowing, don't I got more 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
is a choice, and death is a decision
Times changed, but fuck it get a new watch
I still got the vision a line between two dots
Young money's eating, the label fatter
And yea, the turned, but I'm still sitting at 'em
I'm a bad motherfucker, 'cause the die young
Everybody dreams, I'm too cheap to buy one
Man when cookie crumble, everybody want a crumb
Shoot hummingbird down, hummingbird don't hum yeah
Big money, big money, pockets
Money talks, and motherfuckers
Bunch of bloods, you could it blood clotting
side, My Piru Damu, I'mma

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

Blunt
Polo draws
I-I give a lovely motherfuck ass nigga
With my blowing, no matter where you going
You need a bus pass, for me to bust yo ass nigga

Light that 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 fucking took her
You can look into the future, its right your 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
Drop the top, up and make the sky grin
Young moola, skinnies and Supras
Belly of the beast till it us

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

blowin'
Polo strings
I don't give a motherfuck ass nigga
With my blowing, no matter where you going
You need a bus pass, for me to bust yo ass nigga

been gone too long
True or false, or wrong

Yeah been gone too long
True or false, right or

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

Hello Weezy, welcome (welcome home)
young mula, baby
Young mula, (young mula baby)

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