Luyện nghe bài hát Float

I hit the beat and then I


I hit the and then I float

over the beat
Smoke my throat
These bitches got me tripping
Nobody showed me the
No one me to speak
to hold these beats in my hand
Let creep from the coldest of weeks
in two, affected by the hoes and deceit
What happened to rap, man? This sound like to me
Middle finger to the chosen elite, I the fire shit
Conscience, ain't no sign of it, iris blind from the finer
High-rises, crutches in capsules I crush like
Fussing, it, I'll buy it then
Wrestle with decisions like gripping a damn
to die trying and I am in,
New cities, affected by my
I line 'em up like we eyeing
Yeah, I the status quo and all, but I am resisting it
Lost my innocence young, there was no in my christening
Only ice, couple blunts, and a to rip 'em in
I gather privately, my studio whisperings
I've been my soul again, using Lucy and Listerine
Women, still bewitch 'em the voodoo of missing me
And life's still a peculiar mystery, who could with me

Who fuck with me floating?
Who could fuck with me
Who fuck with me floating?
Who could fuck me floating
Who could with me?

shit, I got golden wrists
I write hits
If you aim at kings, you miss, no
You gon' have to riddle me bullets like a zombie
End up with a little me, I'm not so good condoms
According to my boy, I'd write more potent in a
Something bout the Benzo got me slowing down the
Maybe it's the finish
Flossing just enough to the dentist, I got ill incentives
But my life creating from the pen, it's
to sit and write about it, shit is overwhelming
I hold dominion, I don't got millions, but I it
When I said I'm courting rap without a lyric
Genius annotations over every sentence
Plate of fresh ceviche, and the vino come from
Plus a pre-roll the doctor got me lit for Armageddon
These are a few, of my things, I like to float