Luyện nghe bài hát Insomniak

[Intro:
Think for yourself and you'll find out a lot of those so-called authorities are bullshit

1: Mac Miller]
I'm the mothafuckin' greatest, y'all don't know yet
I don't need your money, you can that check
At the crib in some sweats
I don't need a ho, that's what the hoes get
I'm on my behavior
Bad side piece the perfect flavor
never loved us
Comin' for money, mothafucka, don't trust us
You ain't
Bought a brand new crib, yeah, I that brick
I want nothin' with your doo-doo clique
her like a dog, how I do that bitch
Done doin'
And it's still Most Dope
a couple million off a brand, mothafucka
We ain't got a logo
Bitch, you have my money
(I feelin' myself)
I don't see but me
(Man I'm myself)
And shit too real
See a mothafucka like me gettin'
How does it
Already been, but I'm back for
Insomniac, I know what I got a mattress for
Insomniac, I don't know I got a mattress for
sleep!

[Hook: Mac
I'm an insomniac, a insomniac
(Don't try to around me)
I'm an insomniac, a mothafuckin'
(So try, don't try to sneak around me)
I'm an insomniac, a mothafuckin'
I'm an insomniac, a mothafuckin'
(Oh, Q)

[Verse 2: Mac
Yeah, yeah, said, said I'm a maniac, craziac, thing
I might need to the fact
Chain reactions when I make a pact
A psycho, God me that
Cause I fade to black and gets like a plane attack
You just made me lap
Ha ha, God damnit, drill, do not panic
Let me see how loud you (AHHH!)
I'm off the map, start lookin'
But they're gonna see where I be
She speak French
Said "Bitch look, don't try and speak me"
I sleep at all
If you with that bullshit, I don't wanna be involved,
I make a million puttin' my lyrics on a tee
Fearless, Jet Li, quarter, Gretzky
your bitch, Joe Pesci, don't test me
Don't flex if you don't got on me
And you ain't got on me, come get it
(Come get it, come, get it, come)
full of fresh whites
Snow bag of unleaded
I don't get enough
sleep!

[Interlude: Rick
(M-M-M-M-M-M)
They've done up, han?
The bezzle, han?
The don, Ricky
(M-M-M-M-M-M-Maybach Music)

[Verse 3: Ross]
My burnin', my chain glitter
self made, Mac Miller my real nigga
Fuck who don't like, bitch see me
Fuck who like, hitta, hitta, hitta
money so complicated
I'm the shit, I'm
Yo momma, straight G
Let me use the to mail all the weed
California,
girl in the black Phantom
My top down,
Ride with a big black fat
Krispy Kreme, then chicken wings
Introduce you to things
Jet skis and the weed
it's fake? Bitch test me
I'm jetlagged, don't a stylist
sag, Jimmy Fallon
Blowin' green in the room
Def Jam like really wildin'
they hate but won't box a nigga
Bought the estate a boxin' nigga
Paranoid, I'm walkin'
I'm naked with my chopper, nigga

I'm naked with my chopper, nigga

[Hook: Mac