Luyện nghe bài hát Crisis

Yeah, up about, uh, 6
Think 'bout money, then 'bout
I got on my wrist but I'll
still gladly take your (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Who produced beat? (yeah, ayy, yuh)
I did, ayy

Got ass on me
Sound like I'm from New York
Airbnb, fuck in it
She know I do the music (music)
Always at home, I'm tryna to save up
do my friends some favors
Gave her head, she backwards (backwards, ayy)

27 shows, I go cities every now and then
I the crowd, they jumpin', watchin' me (watchin' me)
Cut, cut to ago
I'm a kid not old enough to smoke a cig
wonder, "What's the recipe?" (Ayy, recipe)
They want me to call home, I can hear the roll
But understand I'm out here for a
Li-livin' in my own home, father miss me I
But also he know I'm on a mission (mission)

I got on my fist and shit
on my wrist and shit
So icy, bitch, I'm than a freezer (bling-blaow)
My main bitch bitchin' (21), bitch trippin'
Bitch I ya'll both but none of y'all ain't no keepers
I'll leave ya, Rolls Royce look like Jeepers (21)
Made a million dollars with (21)
Can't have a ticket, nigga, off my
Take this shit to trial, nigga, I'm beat it
my lean, it got me heated
Say it one time, I don't it
Baby, get down on your and eat it (eat it, eat it)
Walking out of V with the big box
Yeah I pulled at Saint Laurent, I a pit stop
Young Savage around with the big Glock (21)
With that .30 hangin' out, nigga hip-hop (facts)
Car too fast, 12 stop me (skrrt)
too bad, hoes can't fuck me (21)
You was from the smoke, nigga, not me (on God)
Chigga, 21 Savage, now it's O.D. (21)

Yeah, up about, uh, 6
Think 'bout money, then this
I got nothin' on my wrist but
still take your bitch (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Who that beat? (yeah, ayy, yuh)
I did, ayy

She act like a
I wear shit out of fur
Your man say he money
Claim that he's
car like Fast & Furious
She throw it back,
I'm sittin' in somebody's BMW this
Not my whip, not my
Rather walk or a Lyft
On a trip, I hit the
That made me sad and I dip
Ayy, Brian how to live it (damn)
People him go in circles
Head is spinnin' no fidget (recipe)
Used to the drums though
liked it, no, no
Lil' Brian didn't see the picture
Rap-rap on my own so
One percent goes
Straight to my pockets and I keep it

Yeah, up about, uh, 6
Think 'bout money, then this
I got on my wrist but I'll
still gladly take your (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Who that beat? (yeah, ayy, yuh)
I did, ayy

Got ass on me
Sound like I'm New York City
Airbnb, fuck in it
She that I do the music (music)
Always cook at home, I'm to save up
Tryna do my friends favors
Gave her head, she backwards (backwards, ayy)