Luyện nghe bài hát Insomniak

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

[Verse 1: Mac
I'm the greatest, y'all don't know that yet
I don't need your money, you can hold check
At the crib in some Polo
I don't a ho, that's what the hoes don't get
I'm on my worst
Bad side piece with the flavor
never loved us
Comin' for your money, mothafucka, trust us
You shit
Bought a new crib, yeah, I move that brick
I don't want nothin' with your clique
her like a dog, how I do that bitch
Done doin'
And it's mothafuckin' Most Dope
Made a million off a brand, mothafucka
We ain't even got a
Bitch, you better have my
(I stay myself)
I see anybody but me
(Man I'm myself)
And shit too real
See a mothafucka like me money
How does it
Already been, but I'm for more
Insomniac, I don't know I got a mattress for
Insomniac, I don't know I got a mattress for
sleep!

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

[Verse 2: Mac
Yeah, yeah, said, I'm a maniac, craziac, same thing
I might to cave the fact
Chain reactions happen I make a pact
A psycho, God me that
Cause I fade to black and gets like a plane attack
You mothafuckas just me lap
Ha ha, God damnit, safety drill, do not
Let me see how loud you (AHHH!)
I'm off the map, mothafuckas lookin'
But they're never gonna see I be
She only speak
Said "Bitch look, try and speak around me"
I don't at all
If you that bullshit, I don't wanna be involved, shit
I make a million puttin' my lyrics on a tee
Fearless, Jet Li, fourth quarter,
Take your bitch, Joe Pesci, test me
Don't flex if you got shit on me
And you ain't got on me, come get it
(Come get it, come, get it, come)
Drawer full of whites
bag full of unleaded
I don't get enough
sleep!

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

[Verse 3: Ross]
My weed burnin', my chain
He's self made, Mac my real nigga
Fuck who don't like, come see me
Fuck who like, hitta, hitta, hitta
Gettin' 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 a big black fat nigga
Krispy Kreme, it's chicken wings
Introduce you to different
Jet skis and the best
Think it's fake? test me
I'm jetlagged, don't a stylist
Pants sag, Fallon
green in the green room
Def Jam like Baous wildin'
Yeah they hate but box a nigga
Bought the from a boxin' nigga
Paranoid, I'm walkin'
I'm butt naked with my chopper,

I'm butt naked with my chopper,

Mac Miller]