Luyện nghe bài hát Cole Summer

now this right here is not a
I to let it goo

Now this here is not a preview
of what the album gonna you, or nothing like that
I share things I think quietly with that admire me
R'member MTV diaries? its' something that
I wear my up on my sleeve, and I, bleed for you
Cooking hoping to reach like each one you
When I release, trust if you feel like my is weak
When you see me in the street, speak, I'll refund you
This sample was yelling "loop me!" , Ms. Hill don't sue me
cause I ain't one of those rappers out there fronting he got it, ni**a
I f**kin' got it ni**a
Throwing thusands in the club with drizzy
difference is I'm throwing four, throwing fifty
Lord, me
saying "you a rapper ni**a, ain't you s'posed to tip more?"
I don't see no p***y, baby, ain't you s'pose to more?
Confessions of a cheap ass
But I finally put my mommy in that E class,
And I told her quit job, but hold your horses
If my next album flops it's back to the post office both of us,
they're saying that's a possibility
the thought alone is me

I think to let it go
I to let it go
I think I to, let it go, let it go let it go
I I need to let it go
Cause nothing even

2:
Anticipating rain I can't the same mistakes again
them ni**as raped the game
and left us a battered and bruised b***h, with a few kids
the loose, but the truth is I love her though
she ain't but who is?
Hoes saying "cole you is" be silly ma
Cause I really I'm a born sinner the opposite of a winner
Cole summer, I predict winter
I'm finta, drop knowledge like a 5 percenter
F**k the Bilderberg, nigga show 'em God ya
Rhyme with the skill, as if Nas to
on scholarship met pac and said "I'm down with ya?"
And they wasn't writing rhymes they f***ing lined sisters
Puffing on swishers, up Milan?
Everytime I drop I et the net popping Lebron swishes
Kay me kill ya, and I gotta respect my mum wishes
When I let go this how my mind
No looking back, don't even want to see my pictures
Pardon the scheme, I guess I'm long winded
Let me switch it now, its back to kitchen now
Up in Hova office like, he the principal
Put me in with Stargate, that s**t was like now
Jus telling my so dissing ain't my intention now
drop a couple hits and all the dummies pay now
A shame when you learn the ins and of the game
And reminisce a Jermaine in the south
Rappin' out loud with all the that's cool to you
Just to realize them niggas was fooling you
And they ain't who they say said they where
Talk about the streets, but they ain't really where they were
Acting just there they were, but who am I to judge
That's here or there
Just my nigga, I just like being aware
If I had one wish, I would Tia and Tamera, at the same time
And put name tags on they so I don't get they name wrong
"Game on!!"
Like Waynes World, just came on
I'm now
5 to finish the album,
I'm now
took a break from now
Just to say a few to this b***h named Summer
will make four years till I gave you my number
"The warm up dropped, I got hot, you calling it
And Jay dropped autotune, you him back s**t,
Play my position, the whole while wishing
A later Drake put his key in your ignition
And I told my
I dropped Friday Lights in the winter just to make her jealous
to drop the album in the summer
But the label didn't think that they could it
Recoup the week, I think it ain't the s**t that they can tell us
Do you
Its been a long time coming to this between you and me
I let it go