Luyện nghe bài hát Good Evening

Uh, look,
Evening.
Yeah,

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

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

Takin' from the fountain of youth,
If you ain't heard the kid then you out of the loop.
As I'm sittin' back at this world in my eyes,
See out the window in my that I'm hidden inside.
I'm just a kid who stays speakin' his thoughts, his mind,
Like a coaster but I stay along for the ride.
Put my heart up on the page and the gonna cry,
There's logic the way you stayin' caught and alive, boy.
Ain't a and I'm a topic of discussion,
Mo' fuckas want my spot so they wish I wasn't.
They give a lil like everyone does,
In reality stoned off that competitive drug.
And I don't em,
Cuz those who me, I'm gunnin' for ya.
Try and make my way to the top 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.
over piece by piece startin' from the core,
It's only a year, I can stick around a hundred more.

Said I stick around a hundred more.
I goin nowhere.
Young and so much to go,
Jerm you as well keep this one rollin'.
I got one more verse, I haven't spit three verses on a song in a minute
See if I can this one.
look

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

Yessir.
So I mean, I had to this time,
quickly, to just go in.
I don't know man, I feel like you never stop goin' in on your shit.
That's me.
I mean, Q, TreeJay out there we excited makin' history,
and of course.