Luyện nghe bài hát Finally Here

Money long, but is short
They say you chase dream too long and
it just go right
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)

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

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

- Verse 2]
Uh, yo...
Man, I'm just here to you
Not tryna be spiritual, but I had the sudden to
Thank God for my
'Cuz i made it through my and had some terrible
Situations but innovations helped me the words to
Help you get through your personal adversities, have mercy
On those who to curse you, and nothing 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 homie, "hold your nose!"
I can feel it in my stomach, the adrenaline
So later for these bitch and they feminine feelings
I done been in the with venomous killers
Got strength to push to the end and I'm willing
To hold my aim and just niggas
Know lane in this game niggas
What I to do to rap is novocaine, gon' need painkillers
My is cocaine, my mind is propane
And blow your brains out, my rhymes is
Top back, my rodney rogaine
I been on my grind the line in soul train
tryna go, across the board
Tryna blow, Boston
flipping pies, or flipping rhymes
Haters live your life, 'cuz i'm living

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