Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck It

Yo, I've seen a lot of
So when them niggas start talkin' reckless, I get
I get it, they try to keep a image, but look a closer
At the pictures and you see that chameleons
How you
You in the building?
Nigga, I'm an architect, got another crane and I don't know if park it yet
You ain't even start one yet, off my property
Tell Australia I'm sneaking in a mic in my damn hand
Instead of the vegetables I packed in my backpack
When Marshall had this problem, the fuck was they telling him?
Is it cause of status or his melanin black? Huh?
I think love to be mad
How can I be misogynist? I love and ass
How can I be homophobic my boyfriend's a fag?
And we been hiding in the closet like our is fashion
Still to come out
Couldn't deal with who decide to take the fun out
Probably cause I like to in where the suns out
So niggas lights is a motherfucking bum out
Thought y'all nudist, but clothes
I was 'bout to tee off and till the end
Now it's Boys cause I don't fuck with my friends
Worse thing they me was an opportunity and a pen
Freedom of speech? My was breached
Border Patrol put me on streets
For shit I when I was a virgin, repeatedly
on Hypebeast cause nobody would listen to me
My child is of me, very honest
Left of center, very different, they want us
They didn't get us, fit enough for their standards
Diverse and loud, so they us
You put your life in a child everybody hates
Now everybody papa despite that papa's great
But that's your favorite boy that's your favorite one
(Kids?) Nope, I'm 'bout that Cherry Bomb
I don't think they it, I was fearing deteriorating
Almost ate my til the children cheered along
them sing the songs
Eyeballs from Pilot to 2Seater, I couldn't steer them wrong
That's why I the Mclaren, couldn't stop at the Bimmer
"Tyler losing himself, and that nigga to a diva
Nigga preaching and smiling, nigga and breathing
Tryna inspire all the niggas that wanna be him
But that!, We want
Cats daddy problems
Kickflip fuck fuck, cupcakes
Golf Wang, daddy fag fag dad dad
Bike lake everything that I hate, plus sad"
Y'all can cry about your year's top rap new
Golf did a quarter in about two hours
Money money ain't the motive, but it is up for
frontin' niggas wish that they could fuck with my production
Saying you the plug, get chords up
I was writing string sections on my bus
They adore me, my birds
Be free your wings, I encourage it
I wish I had fucking Xanex
So talk about how I deep I am
Man-child in the bitch I'm Peter Pan
You captain hook muthafuckas won't ever be the man
I got a vision I don't see your plans
So shut muthafucking mouth when I be speaking man
Cause T the only sober that be tweaking fam

I don't like rapping that