Luyện nghe bài hát Feb 14

Ladies and
All that lil' shit, all that lil' fake ass shit
I be readin' that shit, man
Y'all don't fuck with me, ayy, ayy, ayy
You don't really with me
So stop actin' you fuck with me
'Cause I ain't gon' act like I with you
And put that on blast
Ayy

Ayy, you don't really with me, so you could just cut it out
I see you know I peep you all about
You ain't fuckin' me, I rather fuck your mouth
You just wanna roll with me and soak up all my
Gettin' tried of niggas reachin' out and tryna
So much flavor, all haters keep on droppin' salt
(Ooh, I fuck that)
I ain't write it down, Red Skelton
out loud, uh, clown, uh uh
I never go through no heart surgery (uh, yuh, yuh)
'Cause I can't see no lil' hoe me (ayy, ayy)
But I done some hearts, ask my clergy, B (ayy, ayy)
I'm like how the this nigga in front of me? (ayy, ayy)
I'm what the fuck, this nigga been watchin' me?
Like how nigga sittin' here tellin' me about me?
Antoneisha say I was in my dream (ayy)
That bih Chanuncey say I'm fightin' in my sleep (yuh, yuh)
Got three on my team fightin' demons
bih, nigga, I kill, stealin', I be cheatin' (yeah, nah, nah)
Ain't no grim, yeah, but I be (ayy, yuh)
Ayy, Valentine's Day, but I'm Halloweenin' (yuh)

I spin, bend,
Even when I'm married, nigga, I'm around
I don't believe in karma, shit is flaw
'Cause I done let out rounds, and it back around (yeah)
Identity (yeah, yeah, skrr, skrr)
That's my occupation, I love to pop (identity theft)
I was the first in the ring, a Rolls in my projects (yeah, ooh, ooh)
Don't get me wrong, I love myself, but I love identity (ayy, ayy)
ask me what's my hobby, bitch, identity theft

I be runnin' up money, gotta take a deep breath
I know what's up, I keep my ear to the streets I'm a elf
it, I'm writin' now, iPhone 7S
No, I ain't like you Internet clowns, this a bulletproof vest
I'm conditioned to the streets, up to the streets
I done grew up 'fore I ever through puberty
I just a fool that business with that foolery
jackin' niggas and whackin' niggas, first I was snatchin' jewelry
I bag a nigga groceries
Watch how you me
Fuck you, hoe, you could leave, ain't no to me
Drop a hoe a 14
I'm up, Dope Boy Ree's
I my heart to the streets
But I got a spot for my old G

HBK, kid, February 14 (yeah)
HBK, Heart Break Kodak, 14 (yeah)
Touch everybody 'round the country, 14
Yeah, I'm lovin', and I'm thuggin', 14
On that coffee and that cocoa, I on codeine
I ain't been on no lean, 14
Yeah, my trigger finger itchin', you would think I'm a dope
14, yeah, this February 14 (ayy)