Luyện nghe bài hát Hate To Say

I find it how niggas start talking money
I'm living lovely, apartment far the bunjee
I remember us living not too far the junkees
The flunkees tried to to punk me on corners
But never sung me I
In this bitch, yeah I'm killing this
Them boys hated, they gon' feel it year
I bought a 'rari, I only in it once
I'm movin this year
I'm leaving thousands, talking this year
niggas really talkin'
Talkin' over, talk it
and make the play and they cough it over
I crossed over like Iverson when he the shoulder on Jordan
The feelin' more than the sport when you winning fuck how they
The got left aside
I them to step aside
I'm eating, I'm ordering more extra size, you know me
Round the block, glovers spittin' hot flows
My sense smells like Michelle was touching Barack's
Presidential, the flow is so
At the clearport customs, I show my credentials
Don't need a tinted, I want you to know in it
Had me last time that I walked in the Holt Renfrew
break it down for 'em
Account this, if every is a 100 thou' for him
that mean, a hundred minutes on stage will equal a 100k
That's one a minute
So please don't get offended, if I walk inside a and spend 35k in it
'Cause to me, that's just 35
Land in Jamaica, sip on a and get it
Who wanna witness my nigga, I'm really sick the shits
I big Poppy out at the SumFest
Sean watched it from the side stage
I made the advance that he had gave me in my first year
45 of me on stage
And I'm not
I the tables turning
I think you learn from the you burn when you see it burning
I think you learn the world when you see it turning
I went from being a to being this platinum deserver, you feel me?
Did a song with Meek Milly, it "Litty"
Really I just did that shit for the in love with Philly
God, this chinchilla fur on me, just in it gets chilly
Burner on my side pocket, just that's you get illy out here
Me and Travi$ almost fought at the Mala Luna
We both shortly after that it was music
That we could be possibly doing that than tryna ruin it
So my apologies, nigga, just me for doing it
History made in New York City, we called a truce at the
I only a couple niggas with me
The beef was finished as soon as we took the
The world was
The attention in the industry shifting to me
Lord 'em, Lord forgive 'em, I was tripping all the time
I spit dissing just tryna rip shit
Not realising if I took the to kick it,
And me and Drake, man, them bridges would probably to winning
Got the hard head flow, money coming in so
Them nigga call it hard dough
I'm in this all red four seater, I'm leaning like the '06
I said I'd stop but fuck it, oh well
A nigga so well, I'm like a sampling kit
Give a fuck 'bout who get about by samples and skits
Niggas mad I'm their shit
Fuck out of here, nigga, being a bitch
I think it's we cut the silence by niggas that's talking violent
Speak of silence and give 'em and violins playin'
R&B niggas Sisqó haircuts, wildin' and stylin'
They dissing, guess they tryna go viral, I feel 'em
This your favorite song, this gon' be your favorite
Except I say it, it's really the people's favorite song
You a diss in a flex R8
I flexed a 'rari or Wraith, but nigga, I ain't
Instead, I bought my house the other day and flexed in the
Real estate, I'm property shopping, probably watching
Got the Gadget-Go flow, Nobu and
I've been by some nigga
I to go toe-to-toe for
Blow for blow flow, enough to eat a blowfish
G5 jet plane, eating goldfish
Just for the record, I did this shit for the
drove a Rolls through the hood on the corner
Where I was
Fargo