Luyện nghe bài hát Break Away

Sorry mom for all times I got suspended in school
Gettin' money, my teacher said I was a fool
Haters commenting on my 'Gram, shit don't faze me
4 on the Porsche, yo my whip so crazy
Told Pebz "make you stay strapped"
I just left the label Christmas party to go and break a pack
1a the hood, all them shottas out of town
Went 'Dam for the plug, now we the of down
leave a nigga's head by the pavement
Drivin' round in this dinger, gettin'
Thinkin' that I shoulda spent more time my nephew
It's fucked, seen fake niggas shine seen the best lose
Pissed cuh my little lost a few guns
Me and Pebz out in bail rollin' with new ones
I get every time my phone rings
Wasn't fly, we had to grow wings
I'm still in the field where fucking real
I got time to chill
I a hundred mil
And way before the deal I paid my mother's
Tryna cop a in the hills
That's how Phil
Free my nigga Hydro, he rang
When I my floor
I'm bitches' earrings in my dust pan
Told my that she can't fucking be my wife
Cuh I'm way too ambitious, you do with your life
Came a way from 7 grams on the scale
Feels like I was banged up in jail
Now it's all the time, I be traveling the world
Fuck 'Dam, I'm Spain they got ammi there for sale
But now I'm in the office, used to doin' business in the
Now house parties every week, Sydney and Sharane
I fall back off the trap
Put my into rap
Niggas keep for packs
And I can't away 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
be standin' with them paigons, cuh I spray in the crowd
Nines...

These young are fucked B
Like they look up to the drug dealers and
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 nigga gonna be Nina wid da Nina

Ay yo fuck the
Talkin' 'bout we're
Everybody on me for a hundred
Me and bunin' flavours
Ask the
I was out there, from the night
to say one day I'll be a baller, I was right
All these bitches around the country wanna holla
Yea I the fans, but don't judge me like your honour
in the shooter
I came from the jeweler
Immigration wanna dip my chain to Cuba
Did alright last year, probably shoulda more
Lookin' The Sun I see my ting on page 4
I'm bait, I gotta hide my face
Still got crackheads whistling the base
I just stay in my lane, I ain't worried 'bout broke haters
Probably get about 20 Phillips with no papers
Send my yungens shop for a box of
He's been gettin' since So Solid was rockin' Avirexes
Nines...

Some of the flyest Trapstars I ever seen in my
Or most of them, are ridin' bird right now bludLucky I was flyin'
But I was sayin' "Oh try this music ting as well"
Man was like...
I was payin' for all this shit myself
I could honestly say, I know how much I faulked into music
Mad Ps probably, I know
Little gotta fuckin' invest their P blud
Or try invest into other than trapping
I mean everyone be a rapper blud
Niggas can do other things
But just in suttin' else B
There you have it, your boy a revolutionist ya