Luyện nghe bài hát Finally Here

Money long, but is short
They say you chase your dream too and
it might go right
But it seems, that this dream, me
I'm finally
Got two bottles four models at my table, add it up
I'm finally
Finally (finally here)

- Verse 1]
Uh, yeah, uh,
out to my haters, waiters bring some shots of vodka
Here's a toast for every foe and all the that tried to stop us
Blockers knock us, now we pilots, hop out popping collars
"Damn los, what you been up to homie?" "how clockin' dollars."
Shopping, copping, buying blinding diamond fly as pilots
Grinding, climbing, shining, dropping tops reclining, polished
Mileage low, gliding slow, seats way back, got tints on the
So fresh so clean, swag so high, f-ck around footprints in the sky
I promise that, shorty how I live that, she "gee, you be too fly."
Well I keep Gucci's on my because the G-you-see-is-I (gucci)
Get it? I did it, and better
I was climbing the bottom, had to get my shit together
Now these bitches on my dick, because I'm get this cheddar
Middle finger to the critics, tell 'em pick a nigga
But I'm mashin' in that until I'm passing the red line
Flashbacks of my homies I lost to and fed time
If you ain't me out, I could give a f-ck less
Revenge is sweet, I it suc-cess

Money long, but is short
They say you chase dream too long and
it just go right
But it seems, that this dream, me
I'm here
Got two bottles with four at my table, add it up
I'm finally
Finally (finally here)

- Verse 2]
Uh, yo...
Man, I'm just here to you
Not be spiritual, but I had the sudden urge to
God for my miracles
'Cuz i made it through my and had some terrible
but innovations helped me find the words to
Help you get through your personal adversities, have mercy
On those who tried to curse you, and could reverse you
My big homie Twista told me I got one of the flows
Can't wait to see you shit on niggas, I said homie, "hold nose!"
I can feel it in my stomach, the adrenaline
So later for bitch niggas and they feminine feelings
I done in the building with venomous killers
Got left to push to the end and I'm willing
To my aim and just flame niggas
Know your lane in this niggas
I plan to do to rap is novocaine, gon' need painkillers
My is cocaine, my mind is propane
And blow your out, my rhymes is Cobain
Top back, my rodney rogaine
I been on my grind since the line in soul
Just tryna go, the board
Tryna blow, Boston
Rather flipping pies, or flipping
live your life, 'cuz i'm living mine

Money long, but is short
They say you your dream too long and
it might just go
But it seems, this dream, chased me
I'm finally
Got two bottles with four at my table, add it up
I'm here
here (finally here)