Luyện nghe bài hát In My Way

I got the in my way
lean in my way
See the in my way
No in my way
I MIA
Summer out of
See the in my way
Whole in my way

na but I listen to what my son say
Swap the gun play, shot down on the Monday
Move like Cash Money soldiers, stick with it, we taking
Man of the city, my favourite soda, backwoods the purple rover
I be MIA, I had a summer state
I call my side bh, who go my black rocking Puma
Swear these ns turn to big swim through 'em
Had to fail Kid Ink before he me give it to him

with my mama while I'm overseas
Had the record labels like a 100 trees
velvets, moving (?), bs want the D
I tell her hold it, I'mma pee and all I want is
I just took a private jet to think who I'mma be
Nerd ns calling me, they go to war with me
But war money and these ns looking poor to me
Cops in my way, they see me deteriorate

I got the in my way
Whole in my way
See the in my way
No in my way
I MIA
Summer out of
See the in my way
lean in my way

And I wanna see how far st take us
Getting any closer, you be standing on the
Shawty to recognise and her friends do too
And I'm feeling like the dawg that I was in school
That na a fool, but the trapping never stops

Still got a couple ns I could get up off the
RIP Kid Kelly, know the street hot
Way these ns bang, I ain't worried 'bout the cops
Oh it's bat tag gang, see the chain, it's my
Tag day one ns, just a couple of 'em
45 minute flight, LA to the Bay
You ain't got the same na

I got the in my way
lean in my way
See the in my way
No in my way
I MIA
out of state
See the in my way
Whole in my way

I left the Bay, I'm balling in LA
She ain't guacamole, prolly' in my way
It's on the way, he prolly' got the gang
out my (?) with the dream
Lot of dope, on my soccer jersey stain
My white bh on swerving off the pay
100 band play, saving 30 out the
100 band play, 30 out the gate

up and get baked, run it up for my gang
Go and buy some more buckets, ns need some things
15 for this chain, spent on my belt
We could talk gun play, but most of y'all gon' tell
I ain't go to jail, they can't wait, taking no Ls
I ain't tryna go to jail, na, we ain't no Ls
through like hellish st, how do them ns feel
Slid through like hellish st, how do ns feel

I got the in my way
Whole in my way
See the in my way
No in my way
I MIA
Summer out of
See the in my way
Whole in my way

I just hopped up on a flight with 100 of 'em
stop South Beach, MIA homie
And I never had a job, but I got yay homie
And if a na tryna rob, I'mma on 'em
1 thing about Bricc, a na keep a
.30 off the hip and the na to pop it

A he quick to test me, bh that be outta
Sent 100 na, made 100 profit
Pack touched down in the A, super
made it, just 50 bands, super play
Call my na Mozzy, pull up in a Wraith
Let the know Kid Ink then we blowing stupid

I got the in my way
lean in my way
See the in my way
No in my way
I MIA
Summer out of
See the in my way
lean in my way