Luyện nghe bài hát I Told You / Another One [Explicit]

American raised, born
My is Daystar Peterston
One day I'mma be the artist in the whole world
As for right now though, the is 2008
I'm 16 years old, this is my story begins

Daystar,
I know you me calling you
Daystar, open this
You what, I'm done, I'm done
I'm so sick of your disrespect, I don't know the fuck to do
I'm tired, you don't cook, you clean
You don't do
All I asked you to do was go get a job
You won't go get a job
But you wanna yourself in the street hustling
that shit gonna pay off, it ain't gon' pay off
It does not last, you gonna find yourself
Real, oh okay, so you mean to me
you think that street life gon' pay off for you?
Boy please,
I'm just waiting to get the phone call for to tell me to come down and identify your body.
It gon' 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 your mom, but I can't take this shit no more.
I want you to get your and get the fuck out.
I'm with your ass. Get your shit, get the fuck out.
I'm done, get the out

It's the year 2008, I'm kicked up out the crib
Instead of contemplating where the fuck I'm bouta
Mama died the same my sister had the kid
It was feed the fam or get killed
So a nigga said it, 5 of us puttin' up for one room
straight buggin'
Roaches on the ceiling, living straight thuggin'
Should've been left but the stayed bunkin'
Nigga yeah
Big time, big
so swole you would think it did time
Swear I you niggas for the 5th time
get mine, yeah
I got a ring so big, call the big time
She don't wanna me, man that bitch lyin'
I've been on the get a 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 the flow
Stupid with the game, stupid bankroll
Stupid ass nigga, getting stupid shows
been on the road
Now a nigga know my way around, yeah
Big time, cuban chain weigh me down, yeah
private, I can turn the plane around, yeah yeah
These niggas pissy that we stayed around, yeah

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

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

Hop in another one
Get in another one nigga
Dip in another one nigga, woah
Hop in one nigga
We back with one nigga
Came 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 a chance I won't fuck with 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 be up with you nigga
I remember nights when I was starving and hungry and and bummy
And for-sick 'cause my car running and woah
all I want is a onion
The game was callin' me like someone confronted, but no
Niggas never gave a nigga
Fuck I like giving niggas something?
Made 100K this week, that's on my dead
a hundred seventeen and I ain't even 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 you used to see me scopin'
Respect the shooters, that's a youngin' goal, we to blow this

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

the year 2009 and I done found myself a crib
I ain't got no dough, but I found myself a bitch
and success is what my niggas tryna get
Young as but fake ID gon' get me in the VIP
I said fuck school, fuck the teachers and the public
I count this money with the thuggers and the junkies
The teachers used to tell me "boy you ain't 'mount to nothing"
The only love I was from the dealers and the hustlas
We gon' do the most, so tell them 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 these fours, money and shows
These checks are looking silly, I'm funny on hoes
Funny how I'm and somethin' flooded in stone
Put them hunnids on hold, put them on go
the bag

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