Luyện nghe bài hát Gold Standards

(Pull up to the scene, up to the scene, pull up to the scene)

1]
Aw yeah, I'm feelin'
so ill it might need a diagnosis
Oh shit, dividin' the profits through the
Homie a quotient
got time for drama, ain't got time for no commotion (yeah)
Put your H up, it up
Everybody at the and we rollin' up
Put some in my cup homie (pour it up)
And these bars are my ammo and I'm up (yeah)
What you know the Young Prince?
Been shit, no shin splints
Got my name in your like breath mints (yeah)
I guess I'm somethin' right

I ain't satisfied, at not for now
At least not until I got eight figures and I down
Oh I put that on my mama, I promise to make her
And I can't all your bullshit, the Mary talkin' too loud

(Pull up to the scene)
Damn I guess know me
just started actin' like some homies
And it's that fu fu, I ain't it
I just pull up tinted now they all wanna get in it
(Aww yeah)

2]
Like to keep a firm on things, on some Tom Brady shit
Lookin' at the competition
"Which one of y'all am I have to babysit?"
Got so faith in myself like I am my own religion
Multiple women be the motivation for I'm spitting
Yeah,
They tryna test me, do I get a B
They tryna hold me, back, pull up
Then I hit you with that doo doo
Boutta be the thing comin' out the city
H-Town on my back, whole with me
You tryna check me, check first
I could body your whole career all in one

I satisfied, at least not for now
At least not until I got eight figures and I down
Oh I put that on my mama, I to make her proud
And I can't hear all your bullshit, the Mary too loud

(Pull up to the scene)
Damn I guess they me
Enemies just started actin' like some
And it's that fu fu, I with it
I just pull up windows tinted now they all get in it
(Aww yeah)