Luyện nghe bài hát Holy Ghost

1:]
What's in the back of my mind, sittin' in the of that thang
With the two R sittin' in the back of my brain
Anywhere but here, that's I told my sofa
And this shit gettin' heavy, weight of the on my shoulders
Think you figured it out, but you have a clue
Think you on top of the but the world on top of you
I hustlin' for draws and now there's plaques on the walls
Think I'm sellin' my Then you can come get 'em all
'em all for my dawgs, yea, I'm talkin' to you
Where did we go wrong? I don't have a clue
You just wanna hit the mall and buy a new of shoes
But it's consequences nigga remember the rules
So I regret the day you ever serve nigga
Took 5 of your life, you didn't deserve that nigga
I guess power and look it's somewhat the same
I my dawg to the fame, I charge it all to the game

Please Lord forgive him, you know he got thug in him
We lust for alcohol and we love
And ain't nobody gave us nothin', so we drug
You we coppin' Louie loafers just to thug in 'em
And when you made it that far, you be makin' a toast
Got the reclined and I be doin' the most
In the of this Holy Ghost
In the back of this Holy
In the back of this Ghost

2:]
I said we came so far but yet it feel so
Hood nigga, a mili, automobile
I'm talkin' luxury, don't feel a bump in the road
We like the rest of these niggas that fall out over hoes
you my nigga forever, thought that you could be trusted
Man I found out you takin' it, had me disgusted
Nigga, who am I kiddin'? It felt like a heart
Cause I gave you my heart and didn't ask for it
And to be honest you, I really thought we were brothers
Fuck everyone in this world as long as we each other
Woulda done anyything, took a trafficking
Everyday on my head just to see you large
pitted it kills, gave you your first mill
And I ain't you to blow it, I ain't tell you to throw it
You fell a victim to pressure, yea, I know it can ya
But you're a man, homie, I can't be mad at ya

3:]
How can ya see out the between your shades and your tint
Sippin' good in the back, I'm fuck it, I'm bent
If it don't make dollars, then it don't make any
They I owe 'em dollars and that don't make any sense
Almost for the bait, almost fell for the hate
And I'm the nigga that let you niggas eat off my plate
Saw that shit from the door, knew shit from the go
I guess how I go, sit back and laugh at the show
back in the day a nigga took your shit
Told you don't put it there and a nigga your brick
Didn't I put ya back on, did I handle ya
When niggas start weak that means it time to be strong
See I kept it so real, I keep it real with myself
I'm gone be with you niggas, I gotta be real with myself
And I'm gone be real ya homie, look you don't got me convinced
Is this payback for my I guess I gotta repent