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

American raised, Canadian
My name is Peterston
One day I'mma be the artist in the whole world
As for now though, the year is 2008
I'm 16 years old, is where 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 cook, you don't clean
You don't do
All I asked you to do was go get a job
You even 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 waiting to get the phone call for them to tell me to come down and identify your body.
It ain't gon' last. And music stuff. Nigga go get a job.
That's 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 you to get your shit and get the fuck out.
I'm done your ass. Get your shit, get the fuck out.
I'm done, get the out

It's the year 2008, I'm getting kicked up out the
Instead of contemplating where the I'm bouta live
died the same year my sister had the kid
It was either the fam or get killed
So a nigga fuck it, 5 of us puttin' up for one room
Landlord buggin'
Roaches on the ceiling, living room thuggin'
Should've been left but the trap stayed
yeah yeah
Big time, big
so swole you would think it did time
Swear I you niggas for the 5th time
I'mma get mine,
I got a ring so big, call the shit big
She don't wanna fuck me, man bitch lyin'
I've been on the get a billion dollar, rich
In the studio, I'm skating a inline
I went Kristi 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
been on the road
Now a nigga know my way around, yeah
Big time, cuban weigh me down, yeah yeah
Flying private, I can turn the around, yeah yeah
These niggas pissy we stayed around, yeah yeah

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

My is froze like Kristi Yamaguchi
Skating on them, Kristi
We watch a talkin' at us loosely
Skating on them, Yamaguchi
You love the sound, uh, don't around, uh
458, I dropped it in the
Big homie asked a nigga 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 Brampton had a nigga 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 was dubs
Left me out when I was tryna make it what it does
Can't forget a drop when they put 6 in my plug
Only thing I 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 with the
thought it was over, but bitch I live by the slogan
I you

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

It's a 7-30 chance I won't with you niggas
It's a 7-30 I might fuck up them digits
In the bottom where niggas they ain't fuck with you nigga
Now you're up and they feel they should be up with you nigga
I remember nights I was starving and hungry and ballin' and bummy
And for-sick 'cause my car running and woah
Dawgy all I want is a
The game was callin' me audibly like confronted, but no
Niggas never gave a nigga
Fuck I look like giving something?
Made 100K week, that's on my dead mama
Spend a seventeen and I ain't even know it
Dawg I swear my coat is nice and even snowing
Mama told me since a youngin' I be a soldier
Played the out on the block you used to see me scopin'
Respect the shooters, that's a youngin' goal, we 'bout to blow

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

It's the year 2009 and I done found a crib
I ain't got no dough, but I found myself a bitch
Dollars and success is my niggas tryna get
Young as but fake ID gon' get me in the VIP
I done said fuck school, fuck the and the public
I rather this money with the thuggers and the junkies
The teachers used to tell me "boy you ain't '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, dough on you foes
Getting on these fours, getting money and shows
checks are looking silly, I'm getting funny on hoes
Funny how I'm stuntin' and flooded in stone
Put them on hold, put them runners on go
the bag

I was up, I had nowhere 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 and the roses