Luyện nghe bài hát Intro 2

I'm back, did anyone me?
said a second record could be tricky
Well that's kind of funny cause I am not
My fans, know what it is and they with me
Yeah, I ain't the type that's gon' with the semi
I came from a town with three and no city
I've been shows for nothing but pennies
When I leave the stage, they forget me
was a glimpse of my life
I let you see what it's to be in my head
People ask me I think I think I be doin'
If it wasn't music, I'd rather be
You know what I said, that was like me at a 3, you want to see me at 10
Or you do
I promise if that is the case, then is what you're gonna get
If you're looking for music with watered down lyrics, I promise that you need to go somewhere
And if you want somebody to tell you everything that you hear I won't be any help
This flow is familiar. I think I it before
Oh yeah, I made it
I left the door open to come in my mansion but I never it's a beautiful house
Some of sat on the porch
Looked at my and stared at my door
They ask me if I'm to kill it this record
I laugh in their and I ask 'em, "Do you see the blood on the floor?"
He's at it again, NF is crazy he's bad the kids
He never talks about but him
Yeah, my say, "He's kind of a diva."
Well, you need to get some new
I'm as chill as it
'Till I get on the stage and on the switch
And I go to a where nobody is
If you my name in the song, that's something that you won't regret
I'm not lying to you
I the shows when no one was there
I remember the shows nobody cared
Some people in front of me laughing like, "He going nowhere."
It's funny now, it?
type of life isn't how I envisioned it
This type of life, it just ain't how I it
I'm in the back of the tour bus, to Facetime my family. It's different
Not what you it is
Write a review, tell me you think of this
Give me stars and call me and idiot
'Bout to be honest, it make a difference
I know people don't get it
But you have no answer to Therapy
If you don't like music that's personal, I have no clue you people are doing here
Might as well out the record
I up a chair
I track through my music like nobody's
Only person I judge is the one in the
And lately, he ain't doing well-I don't need ya'll in my
I'm of hearing it
You call it music, I call it my
Sick people telling me I been carrying way too much baggage, I need to take care of it
I know she's right, but man it's
Music has raised me than my parent did
Take out a picture of us and I at it
Who am I kidding? You probably ain't this
Show me an artist you want to compare me
You put us both on a track, bury 'em
Give me this shovel, it's 'bout to get
of you want to attack what you staring at
I see you got beats, but where is the at?
NF is the logo, you know I been that
Don't come to my show and be sittin' in the back
I call you out in the like, "There he is!"
I I'd be happy. It feels like I'm cursed
hard to be clean when you play in the dirt
You me this place to go when I'm hurting
I thought get better, but it's getting worse
And I got nobody to blame when I work, like
I ain't to church, and Satan keep callin' me, he tryin' to flirt
I hang up the phone, are more than just words
I drive on that highway and listen to
I look up to God like, "When did happen?"
Yelling with all of my to wake up
But like I haven't
I get emotional. I didn't this
I'm doing things I imagined
I'm sorry but I gotta
I don't wanna be late for my therapy