Luyện nghe bài hát Feb 14

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

Ayy, you don't really fuck with me, so you could cut it out
I see you I peep what you all about
You ain't fuckin' over me, I rather fuck mouth
You just wanna roll with me and soak up all my
Gettin' tried of reachin' out and tryna talk
So much flavor, all these haters on droppin' salt
(Ooh, I with that)
I ain't even write it down, Red
out loud, uh, clown, uh uh
I ain't never go through no heart (uh, yuh, yuh)
'Cause I see no lil' hoe hurtin' me (ayy, ayy)
But I done some hearts, ask my clergy, B (ayy, ayy)
I'm like how the fuck nigga in front of me? (ayy, ayy)
I'm like what the fuck, this nigga watchin' me?
how this nigga sittin' here tellin' me about me?
Antoneisha say I was in my dream (ayy)
That lil' bih Chanuncey say I'm in my sleep (yuh, yuh)
Got three angels on my 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,
when I'm married, nigga, I'm hoein' around
I don't believe in karma, shit is flaw
'Cause I done let out rounds, and it come around (yeah)
theft (yeah, yeah, skrr, skrr)
That's my occupation, I love to pop (identity theft)
I was the first in the ring, a Rolls Royce in my (yeah, ooh, ooh)
get me wrong, I love myself, but I love identity theft (ayy, ayy)
They ask me what's my hobby, bitch, identity

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
Fuck it, I'm writin' now, 7S
No, I ain't like you Internet clowns, a real bulletproof vest
I'm conditioned to the streets, grew up to the
I done grew up 'fore I ever went puberty
I just gave a fool business with that foolery
jackin' niggas and whackin' niggas, first I was snatchin' jewelry
I bag a like groceries
Watch how you me
Fuck you, hoe, you could leave, no emotions to me
Drop a hoe a 14
I'm up, Dope Boy Ree's
I gave my to the streets
But I got a spot for my old G

HBK, heartbreak kid, 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 ain't on
I ain't on no lean, February 14
Yeah, my finger itchin', you would think I'm a dope fiend
February 14, yeah, this 14 (ayy)