Luyện nghe bài hát Grown Ups

Feel cage when that acid fade
Face the same but your has changed
You a stable home
I acquire at naming hoes
ways of getting dome
Plotting on my
God for favors
Guess he home
Probably 'cause that fucking I didn't show
Skippin church, the work
Hit a dirt, like Tommy run it
Grew up in a home papa wasn't in
up of of work that my conscience wasn't in
Either way it goes, a lot is hit
And if it wasn't hoes, then it was a lick
Got burners on my soul, and my posse on my
Sweaty they ain't top lotto picks
Promise I am not the one to fucking plot against
Love him, but my father ain't my mother friend
to figure out how to start a mother fucking end
Trend dodging, keep a by me
roll
Garbage bag of sand
Place myself the rap
is in hand
Packs get vac
the Tin Man
Cardiac
Missing past real, in it, words make

Don't know I'm going, don't know where I been
Never trust these hoes, don't even my friends
Tell that bitch to roll up, fucking some grown ups
Don't know where I'm going, don't where I been
Never trust these hoes, don't trust my friends
Tell that bitch to roll up, with some grown ups

My mama wonder why it never to reach
See my Daddy in the way I'm
And my facial
Just to put you on
Dog I came teachers
Take the and clean it
I'm a dog
Tell her hit or miss me with the fucking
I can't fight it
Know I'm tryna
Get a cop a hog dog
I'm the type of nigga you cop your raw off
Popping off
Grab the board and these call charge
switches jerseys like it's all star
Press the on
Think all lost