Luyện nghe bài hát Get Away

LA, NC, NY, the Chi

Yea - hey
Yea

I up, hop out the shower
cologne on while I'm dressin
They hollin bout recessions, so my niggas out here
But bitch I'm and breathin, so to me that there's a blessin
See life is like a test I ain't never got no F in
Steppin out today, I leave the crib
Mama stressin out, I
That nobody gone put a weapon out this way
I don't got no strap
And ever since we hit Depression niggas don't how to act
In fact, there go some niggas
Hatin I feel the
Me vs. you shining, that's like a and silverware
Let ya'll feel the glare I go now
I'm riding through the city the windows rolled down
hollin, so I pull up beside her
I'm frontin what's your
She told me boy you me, don't play no games
Now look they say you blowin up, hey is it true up?
I say they wasn't kiddin like they tubes tied up

I'm hey
Good god a day
I gotta say it feels to get away
Where ain't nobody over shit they gotta pay
And tell me work without play

All my niggas hey
Good god a day
Hey babygirl, me, can you get away
Where ain't nobody bout the problems of the world
Its me and my favorite girl
Now all around holla

Okay so word been spreadin,that I jetted to New York
I was up there my thang
So now folks I used to know is hollin out J. Cole!
I gotta chuckle cause I know they use to say
So who
What's in a though, when niggas can't hang on your shoe strings
The flow insane plus I got that flame throw, Lou Cain
in the winter, we bring, feelings of summer, Suzanne
We get them hooks like and scoop them hoes like loose change
Can you blame me? I'm just a boy straight out the
These wanksta ass gettin played out forreal
You actin like you trill you betta not
You talkin out yo' ass you get your head rocked
is where they shoot em sideways
Boys gettin
Can't afford to fly so we get high to get
Now come ladies, see we tryna get ya'll loose, pour it up
Take this we gone mix it with this Goose, don't throw it up

I'm hey
Good god a day
I gotta say it good to get away
Where ain't nobody stressin over shit gotta pay
And tell me whats work play

All my hollin hey
god what a day
Hey babygirl, me, can you get away
Where ain't hollin bout the problems of the world
Its just me and my girl
Now all they holla

Yea - hey - yea