Luyện nghe bài hát Blunt Blowin

Put my on

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

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

blowin'
Polo draws
I-I give a lovely motherfuck ass nigga
With my blowing, don't matter 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 name should be
Cut the bullshit out, I'm with the scissors
Life is a choice, and 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, 'cause the good die
selling dreams, I'm too cheap to buy one
Man when that crumble, everybody want a crumb
Shoot that hummingbird down, don't hum yeah
Big money, big money, pockets
talks, and motherfuckers eavesdropping
Bunch of bloods, you could call it clotting
East side, My Damu, I'mma

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

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

Light that Kusher, I'm a limit pusher
See y'all meat, and me I'm just a butcher
I do it for the money, man I am such a
And freedom was my girl, until they took her
You can look into the future, its right behind your
But I wanna know, 'cause 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 till it puke us

Blunt
Polo showin'
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 bust yo ass

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

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

I've been gone too long
True or false, right or

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

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

I've been too long
True or false, or wrong
Weezy, welcome home yeah