Luyện nghe bài hát Break Away

Sorry mom for all them I got suspended in school
Gettin' money, my teacher said I was a fool
Haters commenting on my 'Gram, that shit don't me
4 pipes on the Porsche, yo my so crazy
Told Pebz "make sure you strapped"
I just left the label Christmas to go and break down a pack
1a the hood, all them shottas out of town
Went 'Dam for the plug, now we the opposite of
Tryna leave a nigga's head by the
Drivin' round in this dinger, impatient
Thinkin' that I shoulda spent more with my nephew
It's fucked, seen them fake niggas shine the best lose
Pissed cuh my little nigga a few guns
Me and Pebz out in rollin' with some new ones
I get money time my phone rings
always 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 before the deal I paid my mother's
cop a house in the hills
That's how Phil
Free my nigga Hydro, he rang
When I my floor
I'm finding bitches' in my dust pan
Told my Misses she can't fucking be my wife
Cuh I'm way too ambitious, you do nothin' with your
Came a long way from 7 grams on the
Feels like yesterday I was banged up in
Now it's planes all the time, I be traveling the
Fuck 'Dam, I'm goin' Spain they got ammi for sale
But now I'm in the office, to doin' business in the rain
Now it's house every week, Sydney and Sharane
Should I back off the trap
Put my whole rap
keep callin' for packs
And I walk away from stacks
he put down his gun and his mask
Tryna live off his rep, who gives a what you done in the past
Got a deal, tryna make it off the loud
Don't be with them paigons, cuh I spray in the crowd
Nines...

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

Ay yo the haters
Talkin' 'bout we're
Everybody on me for a hundred
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 country wanna
Yea I fucked the fans, but don't me like your honour
Famous in the
I came from the jeweler
Immigration wanna dip my chain to Cuba
Did alright last year, probably saved more
Lookin' The Sun I see my ting on page 4
I'm gettin' bait, I hide my face
got crackheads whistling outside the base
I just stay in my lane, I ain't worried 'bout them haters
Probably get about 20 Phillips with no papers
Send my yungens shop for a box of
He's been money since So Solid was rockin' Avirexes
Nines...

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