Luyện nghe bài hát I Told You/Another One

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

Daystar,
I you hear 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 clean
You do shit
All I ever you to do was go get a job
You won't go get a job
But you find yourself in the street hustling
Thinking that shit gonna pay off, it gon' pay off
It does not last, you gonna find yourself
Real, oh okay, so you to tell me
That you think that street gon' pay off for you?
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 gon' last. And music stuff. Nigga go get a job.
what you need. You need a job, I'm done.
I'm sorry you lost your mom, but I can't this shit no more.
I want you to get your and get the fuck out.
I'm done 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 fuck I'm live
Mama died the same year my had the kid
It was either feed the fam or get
So a nigga said fuck it, 5 of us up for one room
straight buggin'
Roaches on the ceiling, living room thuggin'
Should've been left but the trap stayed
Nigga yeah
Big time, big
Ring so swole you would think it did
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 me, man that bitch lyin'
I've on the get a billion dollar, rich grind
In the studio, I'm like a inline
Sorry I went Yamaguchi with the dough
Teachers called me stupid, now I'm stupid with the
Stupid with the whip game, stupid
Stupid ass nigga, getting stupid paid
I've been on the
Now a know my way around, yeah yeah
Big time, cuban chain weigh me down, yeah
Flying private, I can the plane around, yeah yeah
These niggas that we stayed around, yeah yeah

Hop in another one
Get back in another one
Dip in another one nigga, woah
Hop in another one
We with another one nigga
Came in another 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
Then hop out another one
Dip back in one nigga, woah
Hop in another one
We with another one nigga
Then back in another one nigga,

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

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

It's a 7-30 chance I won't fuck you niggas
It's a 7-30 chance I might up them digits
In the bottom where niggas they ain't fuck with you nigga
Now you're up and they feel like they should be up you nigga
I remember nights when I was starving and hungry and ballin' and
And for-sick 'cause my car wasn't running and
all I want is a onion
The game was me audibly like someone confronted, but no
Niggas gave a nigga nothing
Fuck I like giving niggas something?
Made 100K week, that's on my dead mama
Spend a hundred seventeen and I ain't know it
Dawg I swear my coat is and wasn't even snowing
Mama told me since a I would be a soldier
Played the watch out on the you used to see me scopin'
Respect the shooters, that's a goal, we 'bout to blow this

Hop in another one
Then hop out one nigga
Dip back in another one nigga,
Hop in another one
We back with one nigga
Dip back in another one nigga,
I told, I you all
I how I'mma 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 found a bitch
Dollars and success is my niggas tryna get
as fuck but fake ID gon' get me in the VIP
I said fuck school, fuck the teachers and the public
I rather count this money with the thuggers and the
The teachers used to tell me "boy you gon' 'mount to nothing"
The only I felt was from the dealers and the hustlas
We do the most, so tell them niggas go boast
Seen my RV, and went and copped him a Ghost
Through the windshield, the on the door
Ten below on you hoes, getting dough on you
Getting dough on these fours, money and shows
These checks are looking silly, I'm getting on hoes
Funny how I'm and somethin' flooded in stone
Put them hunnids on hold, put runners on go
the bag

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