Luyện nghe bài hát Hate To Say

I find it funny how niggas talking money
I'm living lovely, apartment far the bunjee
I remember us living not too far from the
The flunkees that to to punk me on corners
But never sung me I
In this bitch, yeah I'm killing year
Them boys hated, gon' feel it this year
I bought a 'rari, I drove in it once
I'm different this year
I'm leaving thousands, talking millions this
When niggas really
over, talk it over
Renegotiate and make the play and they it over
I crossed over like Iverson when he dropped the shoulder on
The feelin' more than the sport when you winning how they feelin'
The feelings got aside
I told to step aside
I'm rarely eating, I'm ordering more size, you know me
Round the block, glovers spittin' hot flows
My sense smells like Michelle was Barack's clothes
Presidential, the is so evidential
At the customs, I barely show my credentials
need a tinted, I want you to know who's in it
Had me offended last time that I walked in the Renfrew
Let's break it for 'em
Account this, if show is a 100 thou' for him
Then that mean, a hundred minutes on stage will a 100k
one thousand a minute
So please don't get offended, if I walk a store and spend 35k in it
to me, that's just 35 minutes
Land in Jamaica, sip on a and get it
Who wanna my nigga, I'm really sick with the shits
I brought big Poppy out at the
Sean Kingston watched it the side stage
I made triple the advance he had gave me in my first year
45 minutes of me on
And I'm not
I think the tables
I think you from the bridge you burn when you see it burning
I think you from the world when you see it turning
I went from a server to being this platinum deserver, you feel me?
Did a song with Meek Milly, it "Litty"
Really I did that shit for the city in love with Philly
God, this chinchilla fur on me, just in case it chilly
Burner on my side pocket, just that's incase you get out here
Me and Scott almost fought at the Mala Luna
We both shortly after that it was music
That we could be possibly doing bigger than tryna ruin it
So my apologies, nigga, just forgive me for it
made in New York City, we called a truce at the tower
I only brought a couple with me
The beef was as soon as we took the picture
The world was
The attention in the started shifting to me
Lord 'em, Lord forgive 'em, I was tripping all the time
I spit subliminal dissing just rip shit
Not realising if I took the to kick it,
And me and Drake, man, bridges would probably equal to winning
Got the head flow, money coming in so thick
Them nigga call it bread dough
I'm in this all red seater, I'm leaning like the '06 fours
I said I'd freestyling but fuck it, oh well
A nigga so well, I'm like a sampling kit
Give a fuck 'bout who get pissed about by samples and
mad I'm remixing their shit
Fuck out of here, nigga, stop a bitch
I think it's time we cut the silence by niggas that's violent
Speak of silence and give 'em and violins playin'
R&B niggas with Sisqó haircuts, and stylin'
They dissing, guess they tryna go viral, I feel 'em
This your song, this gon' be your favorite song
Except when I say it, it's really the people's favorite
You a weird in a flex R8
I could've a 'rari or Wraith, but nigga, I ain't
Instead, I bought my house the day and flexed in the paint
Real estate, I'm property shopping, probably watching
Got the Gadget-Go flow, and So-Ho
I've been crossed by some
I used to go for
Blow for flow, sick enough to eat a blowfish
G5 jet plane, goldfish goldfish
Just for the record, I did this for the hopeless
Just drove a Rolls through the on the corner
Where I was
Fargo