Luyện nghe bài hát Break Away

Sorry mom for all them times I got suspended in
Gettin' footballer money, my said I was a fool
Haters on my 'Gram, that shit don't faze me
4 pipes on the Porsche, yo my whip so
Told "make sure you stay strapped"
I just the label Christmas party to go and break down a pack
1a the hood, land all shottas out of town
'Dam for the plug, now we the opposite of down
Tryna leave a nigga's by the pavement
Drivin' round in dinger, gettin' impatient
Thinkin' I shoulda spent more time with my nephew
It's fucked, seen them fake niggas shine seen the best
Pissed cuh my little nigga lost a few
Me and Pebz out in bail rollin' some new ones
I get every time my phone rings
Wasn't always fly, we had to wings
I'm in the field where it's fucking real
I got time to chill
I a hundred mil
And way the deal I paid my mother's bills
Tryna cop a in the hills
That's how Phil
Free my nigga Hydro, he rang
I sweep my floor
I'm finding bitches' earrings in my pan
Told my Misses that she can't be my wife
Cuh I'm way too ambitious, you do nothin' with your
Came a long way 7 grams on the scale
Feels like yesterday I was up in jail
Now it's planes all the time, I be the world
'Dam, I'm goin' Spain they got ammi there for sale
But now I'm in the office, used to doin' in the rain
Now house parties every week, Sydney and Sharane
Should I back off the trap
Put my whole rap
Niggas callin' for packs
And I can't walk from stacks
Heard he put down his gun and his
Tryna off his rep, who gives a fuck what you done in the past
Got a deal, still make it off the loud
Don't be standin' with them paigons, cuh I in the crowd
Nines...

These young are fucked B
Like look up to the drug dealers and shit
All the bangers, or footballers
All the footballers can't make it
And they end up birds
All the Trapstars can't make you think every little nigga gonna be wid da Nina

Ay yo the haters
Talkin' we're troublemakers
on me for a hundred favors
Me and Bund flavours
Ask the
I was out there, mornin' the night
Used to say one day be a baller, I was right
All these groupie bitches around the wanna holla
Yea I fucked the fans, but don't me like your honour
in the shooter
I just came from the
Immigration wanna dip my chain back to
Did alright year, probably shoulda saved more
Lookin' through The Sun I see my ting on 4
I'm gettin' bait, I gotta my face
Still got crackheads whistling outside the
I just stay in my lane, I ain't worried them broke haters
Probably get about 20 Phillips with no papers
my yungens shop for a box of latex
He's been gettin' since So Solid was rockin' Avirexes
Nines...

Some of the flyest I ever seen in my life
Or most of them, are ridin' bird right now bludLucky I was birds
But I was sayin' "Oh lemme try this music as well"
Man was like...
I was payin' for all this shit myself
I could say, I don't know how much I faulked into music
Mad Ps probably, I know
Little niggas fuckin' invest their P blud
Or try invest into something other trapping
I mean everyone can't be a blud
Niggas can do many other
But just invest in suttin' B
There you have it, your boy a revolutionist ya