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 down like my hurting
I'm on a high, but I land perfect
Some of us are lovers, of y'all haters
But I put up a wall, and they just
So love or hate me, I stay
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 I've seen too many
on the outside looking in, close the blinds
And they say never say never, but fuck your never
been gone too long
True or false, or wrong, haha
Hello Weezy, welcome

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

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

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

Blunt
draws showin'
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 Imma

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

that Ashton 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 a hooker
And was my girl, until they fucking took her
You can look into the future, its right behind your
But I don't wanna know, 'cause shit I surprises
Why that, why this, why you on that why
ask me why, I say Y-M
Beach bum, call me ocean drive
the top, look up and make the sky grin
Young moola, skinnies and some
of the beast till it puke us

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

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

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

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

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

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

I've gone too long
True or false, or wrong
Hello Weezy, welcome yeah