Luyện nghe bài hát Burgundy

"What's up,
Why you so depressed and sad all the like a little bitch?
the problem, man?
Niggas want to you rap
Don't care about how you feel, we want raps, nigga"

Grandma's
But I'm too busy tryna get this fuckin' album to see her
So I apologize in advance if anything happen
And my priorities fucked up, I know it, I'm I'm going to blow it
And when them expectations raising daddy was a poet, right?
all you want I'm taking no advice
Nigga, I'm 'bout to in this anguish
And I'm stressing over payment, so don't me that I made it
relatively famous in the midst of a tornado
Misfitted, I'm Clark Gable, I'm not stable, as fuck
And they all pay me, I'm chuckling, cross-faded in
Heart 'til blunt is lit like, "He don't give a fuck again, right?"

"Hey Thebe, nigga, what's up
I heard you back, I need them raps,
I need the verse, I don't care about what you through
Or what you do nigga, I need bars, sixteen of 'em"

I don't fuck with too much of y'all's
Judging by the pants and the grip
Gully, in the vans the dark tints
I'm a type nigga, night life living
in the Jeep, I'mma side-swipe niggas
What's your like? That's aight nigga
Hammer in the ready when the price isn't
Right got the whip and I ain't got the for it
And Jill got me living like my is golden
on the sofa feeling high and dormant
If we could another while the mic records it
The nicest doin' it, the fuck you staring at?
Acting like you've never seen a that's carat-capped
Bars hotter than the where we be at
Stuntin' these gon' flop like Divac
See that nigga? And for the time
I'mma be that nigga, that nigga
You see that nigga? And for the time
I'mma be that nigga, that, nigga