Luyện nghe bài hát Grown Simba

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

Where you going nIgga?- Shit, aint no telling
Ay, where you going nigga?- Ay, there aint no
Yea, they keep on saying where you nigga, going nigga?-There aint no telling
Can't tell you I'm going, just know I wont stop
to the bottom, hello to the top
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Pardon the interruption; a proper introduction is necessary when your is legendary
Man, niggas wouldn't let me in the cafeteria
Cuz they believe, suddenly they Presbyterian
The hoes is librarians, they me up
She got a like Marion, she licking me up
Then we cut, how she say my name
I got her J. cole, they used to say Jermaine
I change, Im like a corpse in a coffin, 6 feet, shits deep
I was low, just a dolla and some hope me
Cuz I was broke plus the weed that I smoke would make it worser
Lord, please let my problems like Ron Mercier
I'm a star, , conversing with them girls, with them curves like cursive
They open like curtains because my shit is unheard of curses on the radio
Same bitches used to me though
Now they

Where you going Shit, there aint 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
Goodbye to the bottom, to the top
3
I left the city for a but its still on my back
Told my niggas, "Ay Im finna' put the Ville on the map"-Ill be
And Im coming with a deal and a
Cuz Im ill bitch, they couldn't a pill for the rap
Pouring liquor for my niggas was killed, send em back
Came home is real niggas still in the trap
Hold up now get it twisted if you slang do your thang
Me Im like a young Simba I cant to be the king
the dream
Straight out Carolina water I was brought up
In the city where the skinny niggas trynna be the
Aint no fathers but the skinny trynna hit their daughters
Sneaking in her crib but her never caught us
they taught us men them bad bitches only want the ballas
The starters, we hoopin now the hoes guard us
Uh-Okay, so play D.. know I mean?
And I-I-I put you on the
Men life is but a dream
And I need a fast car, bad broad, fast forward, pass, pause Im a rap star

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