Luyện nghe bài hát Grief

Uh, uh, uh

Good grief, I reaping what I sow
Nigga, I ain't been outside in a
I been what I wrote
And all I see is in the eyes of these niggas
Momma taught me how to 'em when I look
Miss me at the precinct booked
Fishy stick to eating off of hooks
Say you eating, but we see you cooked, nigga

I act hard, I'm a hard act to follow, nigga
it or not, when it drop, bet he gotta listen
Chasing dragons, tryna make it happen, on a
Step into the shadows, we talk addiction
When it's where you going and the part of you that know it
Don't give a fuck, me for going into details
was a brothel
We had females in every hour on the dot
And the shit sound like a gavel it knock
Focus on my chatter, as frantic as my thoughts
Lately been panicking a lot
Feeling I'm stranded in a mob
Scrambling for out the canister to pop
Never out of hand, steady handling my job
Time damaging my
Who turn to get up? Get turned to dinner quick
You circus niggas, you into tricks
I was making waves, you was in 'em
Dealing with the stomach pains just from niggas' shit
Cut the off the surface
Pray the lawnmower blade the back of a serpent, nigga, shit

Good grief, I been reaping I sow
Nigga, I ain't outside in a minute
I been living I wrote
And all I see is in the eyes of these niggas
taught me how to read 'em when I look
Miss me at the getting booked
Fishy niggas stick to off of hooks
Say you eating, but we see you getting cooked,

I'm fleeting on a leash
For the moment, as fuck
I've been in my shit for the longest
Snakes sliding in the
Mama me how to not be like the bodies lying in them
Pigs, in 'em
I'm a target so it's to even eye me in 'em
If he ain't dying for me, then I ain't with him
There's no time for
Making sure my man wallet's like a collar
When you that
Thinking 'bout my grandmama, a bottle
I'mma when I lie in that
I just want my time and my mind
When they both gone, you can't buy 'em