Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Leanin

[Intro: DJ
Studies say humans forget 90% of dream
Upon the first 10 of waking
They say most don't even remember 99% of the dreams they ever even had
As dream chasers the exception

[Verse 1: Meek Hundred grand large on the watch, blessed
Quarter mil for the Mulsanne,
All my gon' cash checks
And all y'all look mad stressed
And we ain't even made mad yet
Cause next time I grab, I'm a jet
I might go Bugatti, a bad bitch beside me
Nigga hotter than Wasabi, get ass wet
Young niggas hard in the streets
We ain't ever know to the police
Got for the twenty five K
Sounds like a to me
niggas getting money
In the Bent, leather looking like to me
And I know what no line look like
Hundred bad bitches all in with me
Get 'em all in for
Started, started with a quarter ounce of hard
And now I got a lot of
If a nigga the foreigns, got a car lot
And everybody money
But they ain't showing numbers the call block
And all I do is money
Fuck ass hoes, and car shop

[Hook: Meek
Yeah nigga I'm leanin',
Young nigga, I'm leanin'
on strong, getting gold, bad bitches
Looking like Nia I mean it
I'm leanin', leanin'
Young nigga, I'm leanin'
Sippin' on that nigga
My team got money all
Nigga I'm

[Verse 2: Travis
Mmm, leanin' -- near spilled my semen (straight up)
Had a my preacher wife
Damn near see my (La Flame!)
furs, hyenas
For the love of money, a leaner
Vatos losing their nerves, as a niggas on the curbs
Let 'em put a cape and did a
H-town niggas spilled Peach on my jeans
Never go far with no bitch with no
Unless they can the lease on my beamer (straight up)
Ahh, you know, Louboutins don't my hoes
Let's go in Ibiza town
We get cold, you need no coat
Motherfucker, I'm
talk to me, couple street niggas
Think before crossing me
Meek, these niggas shit last that long
Why these motherfuckers keep me
I'm leanin', for a you had me
the second I caught it when it passed me
Oh no (straight up)
Somebody pass me a blunt and a double cup
Motherfucker, motherfucker...

[Outro:
See we trap, before we was rap
And we was, trappin' at rap
Shining on these hoes, high
what we live now
out the pop
Italian on the flow
You me
onto a mil nigga
(They say rule the world
You pay God with it)
your game up nigga
Or lose bitch nigga
just that simple

Yeah, we
We out there gettin' this
So you can't fuck with
Cause everybody ain't at you level
So the motherfuckers that understand you
They up motherfucking hating you
So you what you gotta do
You hate those motherfuckers too
them niggas
Fuck they motherfucking
They daddies, aunts, they uncles
And little tee tees, too
Ayo, suck a
Mill, let's get it