Luyện nghe bài hát Hate To Say

I find it how niggas start talking money
I'm living lovely, apartment far from the
I remember us not too far from the junkees
The that tried to to punk me on corners
But never sung me I
In this bitch, yeah I'm killing this
Them boys hated, they feel it this year
I a 'rari, I only drove in it once
I'm movin different year
I'm thousands, talking millions this year
niggas really talkin'
Talkin' over, it over
and make the play and they cough it over
I crossed over like Iverson he dropped the shoulder on Jordan
The feelin' more than the sport when you winning fuck how feelin'
The feelings got left
I them to step aside
I'm rarely eating, I'm ordering more size, you know me
the block, glovers spittin' them hot flows
My smells like Michelle was touching Barack's clothes
Presidential, the flow is so
At the customs, I barely show my credentials
Don't need a tinted, I you to know who's in it
Had me offended last time that I in the Holt Renfrew
Let's it down for 'em
Account this, if show is a 100 thou' for him
Then that mean, a hundred on stage will equal a 100k
That's one thousand a
So please don't get offended, if I walk a store and spend 35k in it
'Cause to me, that's 35 minutes
in Jamaica, sip on a Guinness and get it
Who wanna witness my nigga, I'm sick with the shits
I brought big out at the SumFest
Sean Kingston watched it from the stage
I made triple the advance that he had me in my first year
45 of me on stage
And I'm not
I think the turning
I think you learn from the bridge you 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 Milly, called it "Litty"
Really I just did shit for the city in love with Philly
God, chinchilla fur on me, just in case it gets chilly
on my side pocket, just that's incase you get illy out here
Me and Scott almost fought at the Mala Luna
We both agreed 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 brought a couple niggas me
The was finished as soon as we took the picture
The world was
The attention in the started shifting to me
Lord forgive 'em, Lord 'em, I was tripping all the time
I spit subliminal just tryna rip shit
Not realising if I took the time to it,
And me and Drake, man, them bridges would probably equal to
Got the hard head flow, money in so thick
Them nigga call it bread dough
I'm in this all red four seater, I'm leaning like the '06
I said I'd stop freestyling but it, oh well
A flow so well, I'm like a sampling kit
Give a fuck who get pissed about by samples and skits
mad I'm remixing their shit
Fuck out of here, nigga, being a bitch
I think it's time we cut the silence by that's talking violent
Speak of silence and give 'em coffins and violins
R&B with Sisqó haircuts, wildin' and stylin'
dissing, guess they just tryna go viral, I feel 'em
This your favorite song, this gon' be your favorite
when I say it, it's really the people's favorite song
You a weird diss in a R8
I flexed a 'rari or Wraith, but nigga, I ain't
Instead, I my house the other day and flexed in the paint
Real estate, I'm property shopping, probably watching
Got the Gadget-Go flow, Nobu and
been crossed 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 shit for the hopeless
Just drove a Rolls through the hood on the
Where I was
It's