Luyện nghe bài hát Break Away

Sorry mom for all them I got suspended in school
Gettin' footballer money, my said I was a fool
Haters commenting on my 'Gram, that shit 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
Went 'Dam for the plug, now we the opposite of
leave a nigga's head by the pavement
Drivin' round in this dinger, gettin'
Thinkin' that I shoulda spent time with my nephew
It's fucked, seen them fake niggas shine seen the lose
Pissed cuh my nigga lost a few guns
Me and Pebz out in bail with some new ones
I get money time my phone rings
Wasn't fly, we had to grow wings
I'm still in the field where it's fucking
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
how uncle Phil
Free my nigga Hydro, he rang
I sweep my floor
I'm bitches' earrings in my dust pan
Told my Misses she can't fucking be my wife
Cuh I'm way too ambitious, you do nothin' with life
a long way from 7 grams on the scale
Feels like I was banged up in jail
Now planes all the time, I be traveling the world
Fuck 'Dam, I'm goin' Spain they got there for sale
But now I'm in the office, to doin' business in the rain
Now it's house parties every week, Sydney and
Should I fall off the trap
Put my into rap
Niggas callin' for packs
And I can't walk away from
Heard he put his gun and his mask
Tryna live off his rep, who a fuck what you done in the past
Got a deal, still tryna make it off the
Don't be standin' with them paigons, cuh I in the crowd
Nines...

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

Ay yo the haters
'bout we're troublemakers
Everybody on me for a hundred
Me and Bund flavours
Ask the
I was out there, from the night
Used to say one day I'll be a baller, I was
All these groupie bitches around the wanna holla
Yea I fucked the fans, but don't judge me your honour
Famous in the
I came from the jeweler
Immigration wanna dip my back to Cuba
Did last year, probably shoulda saved more
through The Sun I see my ting on page 4
I'm bait, I gotta hide my face
Still got whistling outside the base
I just stay in my lane, I ain't worried 'bout them haters
Probably get about 20 Phillips watch with no
Send my yungens for a box of latex
He's been gettin' money since So Solid was Avirexes
Nines...

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