Luyện nghe bài hát Grief

Uh, uh, uh

Good grief, I been what I sow
Nigga, I been outside in a minute
I living what I wrote
And all I see is snakes in the of these niggas
Momma taught me how to 'em when I look
me at the precinct getting booked
Fishy stick to eating off of hooks
Say you eating, but we see you cooked, nigga

I don't act hard, I'm a hard act to follow,
Like it or not, it drop, bet he gotta listen
Chasing dragons, make it happen, on a mission
Step into the shadows, we talk addiction
When it's harmful where you going and the part of you that it
Don't a fuck, pardon me for going into details
was a brothel
We had females in every hour on the dot
And the shit like a gavel when it knock
on my chatter, ain't as frantic as my thoughts
Lately I've been a lot
like I'm stranded in a mob
Scrambling for out the canister to pop
getting out of hand, steady handling my job
Time my ties
Who turn to get up? Get dude turned to dinner
You niggas, you turning into tricks
I was making waves, you was in 'em
Dealing with the stomach pains from birthing niggas' shit
Cut the grass off the
Pray the lawnmower blade the back of a serpent, nigga, shit

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

I'm thoughts on a leash
For the moment, high as
I've been in my shit for the longest
Snakes in the street
Mama taught me how to not be like the bodies lying in
Pigs, in 'em
I'm a target so it's hard to eye me in 'em
If he ain't dying for me, I ain't riding with him
There's no time for
Making my man wallet's straight like a collar
When you iron
'bout my grandmama, find a bottle
I'mma wallow I lie in that
I want my time and my mind intact
When both gone, you can't buy 'em back