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 past
Ugh, in my hourglass
Niggas faker than some in a powder bag
Yeah, I put it down like my hands
I'm on a natural high, but I perfect
Some of us are lovers, most of haters
But I put up a wall, and they just
So love or me, I stay hate-free
They say we learn from mistakes, well that's why they me
I got some weight on my shoulders, to me it's feathers
All Weezy, call it bad weather
I stick to the script, I memorize the
'Cause is a movie that I've seen too many times
You're on the outside in, close the blinds
And they say never say never, but fuck never mind
been gone too long
True or false, right or wrong,
Weezy, welcome home

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

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

Stunna, I got 'em, I'm back on them
All my riches, my name should be Richard
Cut the bullshit out, I'm Edward with the
Life is a choice, and death is a
Times have changed, but fuck it get a new
I still got the vision like a line 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 good die
selling 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, deep
talks, and motherfuckers eavesdropping
Bunch of bloods, you call it blood clotting
side, My Piru Damu, I'mma

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

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

Light that Ashton Kusher, I'm a limit
See y'all dead meat, and me I'm just a
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 behind eyelids
But I don't wanna know, shit I like surprises
Why that, why this, why you on that why
ask me why, I say Y-M
Beach bum, call me drive slim
Drop the top, look up and make the sky
moola, skinnies and some Supras
Belly of the till it puke us

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

Blunt
strings showin'
I give 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

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

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

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

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

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