Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Leanin

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

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

[Hook: Mill]
Yeah nigga I'm leanin',
Young rich nigga, I'm
Puffin' on strong, getting gold, bad
Looking Nia Long I mean it
I'm leanin', leanin'
Young rich nigga, I'm
on promethazine that nigga
My got money all season
Nigga I'm

2: Travis Scott]
Mmm, leanin' -- near spilled my semen (straight up)
Had a twenty-twenty my wife
near see my demons (La Flame!)
Loose furs,
For the love of money, a leaner
Vatos losing their nerves, as a bird niggas on the
Let 'em put a cape and did a
H-town niggas spilled Peach Crush on my
Never go far with no bitch with no
Unless they can cover the lease on my (straight up)
Ahh, you know, Louboutins don't my hoes
go down in Ibiza town
We get cold, you need no coat
Motherfucker, I'm
Don't talk to me, couple street
Think twice crossing me
Meek, these shit can't last that long
Why these motherfuckers bothering me
I'm leanin', for a you had me
Then the second I caught it when it me
Oh no (straight up)
Somebody pass me a and a double world cup
Motherfucker, motherfucker...

[Outro:
See we started trap, we was rap
And we was, trappin' at rap
on these hoes, high life
This what we now
out the pop
Italian on the nigga
You me
Stepping a mil nigga
(They say rule the world
You can't pay God it)
Step your game up
Or lose your nigga
It's just that

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