Luyện nghe bài hát Good Evening

Uh, look,
Evening.
Yeah,

When I party in New York take the night subway,
Goin' out Friday to comin' Monday.
all directions never find me on the one way flavor,
The rhyme just the on the cupcake fuckface.
My fans notice these rappers is bogus,
I'm Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious.
And the boy stay, incredibly dope shit.
Make my momma cuz my clothes fit.
Travel the globe bitch, on my Lewis Clark shit,
Don't where I live, cause I can tell you where my heart is.
I just stay on my side, fuck where at
Tell the "peace" cause I'm gone, I ain't comin' back
Had the whole, regular life I can tell you that I'm with that,
Try an build a off a couple stacks on my own business
Investin' all I got into fuckin' raps,
Willlie Parker money hand it off and runnin' back.

Ayo, you fuck wit
Uh, you fuck wit dat.
You in with dat.
Look, uh, Mac Miller.

sips from the fountain of youth,
If you ain't about the kid then you out of the loop.
As I'm sittin' back starin' at world in my eyes,
See out the window in my room I'm hidden inside.
I'm just a kid who speakin' his thoughts, talkin' his mind,
Like a coaster but I stay along for the ride.
Put my heart up on the page and the song cry,
logic behind the way you stayin' caught and alive, boy.
Ain't a shock and I'm a of discussion,
Mo' fuckas want my spot so probably wish I wasn't.
They a lil love like everyone does,
In reality stoned off that competitive drug.
And I blame em,
Cuz those who above me, I'm for ya.
Try and my way to the top startin' from the floor.
And I even need to bring a single gun to war,
Cuz I be on some shit that ain't never done before.
Takin' over piece by piece startin' the core,
It's only been a year, I can stick around a more.

Said I could stick a hundred more.
I ain't nowhere.
and so much time to go,
Jerm you might as well keep one rollin'.
I got like one more verse, I haven't spit three on a song in a minute
See if I can remember one.
Ight

You can find me in the lab overtime.
Smell the weed when you go on by, global
I ain't a local guy.
When you stressed out have an L,
Blow money, my lady decked out in Chanel.
Live fast, I die better wish me well.
Huh, I hope they servin' beer in hell.
Just an everyday story that I'm to tell.
So please, around for the Epilogue,
For anyone who ever blog heard my name,
Hip Hop's he wanna win the game.
I'm sick of hearin' how change, never been the same,
And these who think they everything and never pick a lane.
Call a vet but haven't won a single game.
Mad every girl got my name in her brain.
Boy I'm a beast match style in bars
Find me smokin' where the wild things are.

Yessir.
So I mean, I had to this time,
real quickly, to go in.
I don't know man, I feel like you should stop goin' in on your shit.
just me.
I mean, Q, TreeJay out we excited just makin' history,
and of course.