Luyện nghe bài hát Go Time

I said a young stressed
My chain the only real shit up on my chest
I'm gettin' sour looks, still a young nigga
Double overtime, but a young nigga blessed (amen)
And lately I don't know who to
just me, myself and I and we all doin' us
I'm just tryna stay with my hands out of cuffs
But when I ain't in the streets, then I feel out of
And I hear niggas talkin' when I'm out of town
Soon as I touch down, I hear a sound
Niggas ain't mugs, niggas givin' pounds
Cause they know I hesitate to put 'em in the ground, for real
If you know me then you know the
And know what I'm goin' through then you know how I
I only got one gear, I don't know how to
Hov told me to relax, get to the mils
I will, but just got me upset
I lost my man and the cops me like I'm a suspect
And on Instagram and shit, I get enough
But they ain't bussin' no moves, just sendin' tough
Shit got my worried, this what she fear
Ds at the door, she I'm not there
Just like I'm still trappin', man, shit all
She don't want me out late, now she all
I be damned, mama, know who I am, mama
boys food, I eat 'em just like your ham, mama
On Thanksgivin', toys on me, but ain't
We been through worse, shit light like Blake Griffin
There's no danger, R.I.P.
the boy Ave, them crackers is tryna hang ya
Just watched the news, I see that tryna blame ya
But you how I play, I'm slidin' just like a Ranger
Cut the head off a snake, one in its place
Feelin' like the Black Mamba he wore number 8
Nobody safe, it's no passes, shootin'
Straight savage, and y'all lookin' like the
Again T-Roy, but we're not alike
I'm more like Bruce Leroy, mixed with a
And sho'nuff, boy glowed up
Pressure make diamonds, and mine all up
It's no
to put my cleats in the dirt
Gotta off the bench and give niggas that work
I'm Tom when Drew Bledsoe got hurt
Had to get out my and get in my Birk (that's my bag)
Sorry for the delay, but I'm ready to
Honestly, I was and had nothin' to say
Lost my girl and my in the same day
She came back and he can't, that's where the pain
Rob told me don't rap it if it from the heart (Rob Mark!)
But shit from my soul, I wrote this in the dark
They tellin' me not to stop, yo I ain't start
My really a movie, man, this is a part
These other is actors, this my real life
I never been a fraud, tell me what it feel
Can't front, without bro, it feel right
But like a Harvard grad, my future is real
Cut the off a snake, one grow in its place
like Brady way before they knew he was great
But I deflate, it's no passes, just shootin'
Straight savage, and I'm ready for you
go time

We in Banga home
Young man, next in charge, man