Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Go Out Sad

to me
See this day and age, young niggas getting paid

clear, Sprite, yuh
Mike bite, yuh
Cup dirty, yuh
bike, yuh
We don't fist
real life
Double seal
Detroit got me
Piccolo it's millions, and the old money got mildew
Kick her out she keep filming
They calling me Bob the
Paul Pierce em', whip a ball, Wilson
Put my all in bowl, put my all in it
I all my dogs to win it
I all my dogs to win it
Remember my dog was (no, no)
I ain't gon' it back to thebeginning
get in the Benz and sit in
(Talk to em'!)
(Ay!)
(Get in there!)
(Chill!)
(C'mon!)
Standing in the trap, a long day
bout putting insurance on my wrist and AK
Mama tired, daddy died, ain't no Housewives
Now it's no more crying, cause we upper
I can make a Tuesday, go up a Saturday
Don't where you fools play, you must be from out of state
Molly yo girl plate, you take her on dinner dates
Dabbing in Raf yeah I dress the huncho everyday
Lake, wrapped up, came from Kuwait
Everyday, everyday, nigga looking for bae
Got a bitch on and she do whatever huncho say
Her boyfriend wanna be me cause I that shit the gangster way

I got to put you
Ay man, niggas goin' out sad
I'm tellin' ya, go out bad
Naw, 'specially bout bitch

I'm not out sad
'Specially that bitch
I go out sad
bout that bitch

(Offset!)
Not the bitch, naw, not bout the bitch
She just for the dick
Aw, lord, don't say this bitch
I'm young and
But I can arm a brick
I heard you was born a
Rick Owens cost your rent
Pay up, up
John got to put the K up
I'mma ya but we don't lay up
I'mma get ya weight up
Throw the north, bitch you where we from
Think it's and we pull out a drum
You can be and a bum
I want it all, not
She fucking for fame, for
I she came for money
I swear I ain't hurting for
So I just the money
in my house like Hugh Heffner
But I'mma the bunnies
She goin' insane, she talk' bout mymain quit sayin' my lil' mama

I got to put you
Ay man, these niggas out sad
I'm ya, can't go out bad
Naw, 'specially that bitch

I'm not out sad
'Specially bout bitch
I go out sad
bout that bitch

(Takeoff!)
I can't, go out, sad no bitch
Who me? Takeoff never mad about no
Depressed need to get some off my chest, ain't stressed about bitch
She let, me nut on her chest, you still that bitch
Bad, yeah lil' mama bad, you let her get the Jag and
That's out sad
You took on her on a date dad
The question is boy did you
strong week and a half, and everything you get to get a bitch have (tricked you)
Aw man, goddamn, niggas goin' out sad
Wifin' ho's up, not one nigga the hood done been had
Smash, cuff, but you can pass, ignore but can't erase the
If she fool you once, shame on her, if she fool you it's yo ass

I got to put you
Ay man, these goin' out sad
I'm ya, can't go out bad
Naw, 'specially bout bitch

I'm not out sad
bout that bitch
I go out sad
'Specially bout bitch