Luyện nghe bài hát Grown Simba

Yea, yea, (clears throat) yea
Uh- Now I was dreaming a deal at the age of 13
I was fein'n for the meals, I aint talking Burger
of my niggas in the Ville' all they did was serve feins
Fuck scales, I had skills all day
Them pretty boys had them gals, their time flirting
All the wanted was some waves, like they surfing
up now don't get it twisted, I aint hating do your thing
I was like a young Simba wait to be the king
Now Nigga the prince, hopped over the fence where the grass way greener
at shortys ass way meaner
Something like Serena with Trina, have you seen her?
She fine to be Miss Howard, word to Adina
My like a senior watch it graduate
Now its time to eat I'm letting all my niggas a plate
Gravitate to real shit, stay away from
niggas heard about me now they acting like they know me
Keep on

Where you going Shit, there aint no telling
Ay, where you going nigga?- Ay, there no telling
Yea, they on saying where you going nigga, going nigga?-There aint no telling
tell you where I'm going, just know I wont stop
Goodbye to the bottom, to the top
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Pardon the interruption; a proper is necessary when your shit is legendary
Man, greedy niggas wouldn't let me in the
Cuz they aint believe, suddenly they
The is librarians, they looking me up
She got a jones like Marion, she me up
Then we cut, look how she say my
I got her moaning J. cole, they used to say
I never change, Im like a in a coffin, 6 feet, shits deep
I was low, just a dolla and hope fixed me
Cuz I was plus the weed that I would smoke would make it worser
Lord, please let my problems disappear Ron Mercier
I'm a star, Conversers , conversing with girls, with them curves like cursive
They open like curtains because my shit is unheard of like curses on the
Same bitches used to me though
Now they

Where you going nIgga?- Shit, there no telling
Ay, where you going nigga?- Shit, aint no telling
Yea, they keep on saying you going nigga, going nigga?-There aint no telling
Cant you where I'm going, just know I wont stop
to the bottom, hello to the top
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I left the city for a minute but its still on my
Told my niggas, "Ay Im finna' put the on the map"-Ill be back
And Im with a deal and a plaque
Cuz Im ill bitch, couldn't make a pill for the rap
Pouring liquor for my that was killed, send em back
Came home shit is real niggas still in the
Hold up now get it twisted if you slang do your thang
Me Im like a young I cant wait to be the king
the dream
Straight out that Carolina I was brought up
In the city where the skinny niggas be the ballas
Aint no fathers but the skinny niggas hit their daughters
Sneaking in her crib but her never caught us
What they taught us men them bad bitches only the ballas
The starters, we hoopin now the wanna guard us
Uh-Okay, so play D.. what I mean?
And put you on the team
Men life is but a dream
And I a fast car, bad broad, fast forward, pass, pause Im a fucking rap star

Where you going nigga?- Shit, there aint no
They say this life is but a dream, And I need a car, bad broad, fast forward, pass, pause
Im a rap star
Ay, where you going Ay, there aint no telling