Luyện nghe bài hát I Told You/Another One

American raised, born
My name is Peterston
One day I'mma be the biggest artist in the whole
As for now though, the year is 2008
I'm 16 years old, this is where my begins

Daystar,
I know you me calling you
Daystar, this door
You what, I'm done, I'm done
I'm so sick of your disrespect, I don't what the fuck to do
I'm tired, you don't cook, you don't
You don't do
All I ever you to do was go get a job
You won't go get a job
But you wanna find in the street hustling
Thinking that gonna pay off, it ain't gon' pay off
It does not last, you gonna find dead
Real, oh okay, so you to tell me
That you think that street life gon' pay off for
Boy please,
I'm just waiting to get the phone call for them to tell me to come down and your body.
It ain't last. And this music stuff. Nigga go get a job.
That's what you need. You a job, I'm done.
I'm sorry you lost mom, but I can't take this shit no more.
I want you to get your shit and get the out.
I'm with your ass. Get your shit, get the fuck out.
I'm done, get the out

the year 2008, I'm getting kicked up out the crib
Instead of contemplating where the I'm bouta live
Mama died the same my sister had the kid
It was feed the fam or get killed
So a nigga said fuck it, 5 of us puttin' up for one
Landlord straight
Roaches on the ceiling, living room straight
Should've been left but the trap bunkin'
yeah yeah
Big time, big
Ring so swole you would it did time
Swear I you niggas for the 5th time
get mine, yeah
I got a ring so big, call the shit big
She don't wanna fuck me, man bitch lyin'
I've on the get a billion dollar, rich grind
In the studio, I'm skating like a
I went Kristi Yamaguchi with the dough
Teachers called me stupid, now I'm stupid the flow
with the whip game, stupid bankroll
Stupid ass nigga, getting paid shows
I've been on the
Now a nigga my way around, yeah yeah
Big time, cuban weigh me down, yeah yeah
Flying private, I can turn the around, yeah yeah
These niggas pissy that we around, yeah yeah

Hop in another one
Get in another one nigga
Dip back in another one nigga,
Hop in one nigga
We back another one nigga
Came back in one nigga, woah
I told, I you all
I know how I'mma get
I told, I you all
I know, I
Hop in another one
hop out another one nigga
Dip back in one nigga, woah
Hop in one nigga
We with another one nigga
Then back in one nigga, woah

My wrist is froze Kristi Yamaguchi
Skating on them, Kristi
We watch a nigga at us loosely
Skating on them, Yamaguchi
You the sound, uh, don't fuck around, uh
458, I it in the winter
Big homie a nigga what I'm down for
Looked him in the eye and said to do it 'til I'm than you
I'm wop his ass on him
Kicked out the house in had a nigga trappin' out in Danforth
Take the TTC to get the figures, me my lil nigga
had no hittas wit us
Was with the thugs, dealers, plugs, and slugs
All my niggas was plugs, all my was dubs
Left me out when I was tryna make it deal what it
Can't forget a drop when they put 6 in my plug
Only I gotta do is get my Mom out the mud
Only thing I gotta do is get it and blowin'
Only thing I gotta do is hit my wrist with the
thought it was over, but bitch I live by the slogan
I you

Hop in one nigga
Get back in another one
Dip back in one nigga, woah
Hop in another one
We back another one nigga
Came in another one nigga, woah
I told, I you all
I know how get mine
I told, I you all
I know, I

a 7-30 chance I won't fuck with you niggas
It's a 7-30 chance I might fuck up digits
In the bottom where them niggas ain't fuck with you nigga
Now you're up and they feel like they should be up with you
I remember when I was starving and hungry and ballin' and bummy
And for-sick 'cause my car wasn't running and
all I want is a onion
The game was callin' me audibly someone confronted, but no
Niggas never gave a nigga
Fuck I like giving niggas something?
Made this week, that's on my dead mama
Spend a hundred seventeen and I ain't know it
Dawg I my coat is nice and wasn't even snowing
told me since a youngin' I would be a soldier
Played the watch out on the block you used to see me
Respect the shooters, that's a youngin' goal, we 'bout to this

Hop in another one
hop out another one nigga
Dip back in one nigga, woah
Hop in one nigga
We back another one nigga
Dip back in another one nigga,
I told, I you all
I know how get mine
I told, I you all
I know, I

It's the year 2009 and I done myself a crib
I ain't got no dough, but I done myself a bitch
Dollars and is what my niggas tryna get
Young as but fake ID gon' get me in the VIP
I done fuck school, fuck the teachers and the public
I count this money with the thuggers and the junkies
The teachers used to me "boy you ain't gon' 'mount to nothing"
The only love I felt was the dealers and the hustlas
We gon' do the most, so tell niggas go boast
Seen my nigga RV, and and copped him a Ghost
Through the windshield, the on the door
Ten below on you hoes, getting dough on you
Getting dough on fours, getting money and shows
These checks are looking silly, I'm funny on hoes
how I'm stuntin' and somethin' flooded in stone
Put them on hold, put them runners on go
the bag

I was up, I had nowhere to go
I had in with my girl, you know she kept it realer than a lot of my niggas
She wasn't but she was mine
The guns and the