Luyện nghe bài hát Is There More

Only holdin' up I do is my end of the
beggin' that I do is me beggin' your pardon
Only tryin' that I do is me tryin' the
Only problems I do are math problems with
Only lyin' I do is out in the tropics
cryin' I do is cryin' from laughin' 'bout it
Only lackin' I can do is my of responses
Only rest I do is, "Where the rest of my commas?"
Still I rise, Angelou vibes
When comin' at you from all angles and sides
And they wanna see that you smilin' from inside
It really boils down to how you plan to
Love ones but never get attached to 'em
Give 'em nice things, but what's that to
when another girl I flew in is flickin' up in my bathroom
And they the bathroom
All hell to break loose in my texts
I only tell to who I gotta protect
I would rather have you me how we met
I would rather lose my leg lose their respect
But that'll never the way I'm watchin' my step
That ain't I'm 'bout
I'm in of my destiny, never in doubt
If I can't make it with you, I'll make it
say take the good with the bad, I'll take it without
Houston women I wine-and-dine and to the house
My moral is janky, it breaks in the South
Is more to life than digits and bankin' accounts?
Is there to life than sayin' I figured it out?
Is there more?

the berry, the blacker the juice
The Boy is back in the booth, to tap into truth
Too many lyrics 'bout houses and
Too many Disney characters, mouses and goofs
I you know I love a challenge, but challenged by who?
I'll let you bring a recruits
My are a talented group
But even if you all their statistics and carry the two
Even if you rounded up the and rounded the troops
There's still they could really do
It's too bad reality checks cover the balances due
Whenever time to recoup
Yeah, soon as this album I'm out of the deal
In the playin' D'Angelo, "How Does It Feel?"
I got a fear of havin' things on my when I die
What you got? Time on your hands or on your side?
Is there any sense in doin' these when I'm high?
Is there more to life goin' on trips to Dubai?
Yachts on the 4th of July, G5 soarin' the
Is there more to life than all of these ties
And all of fortunate times
And all of these asses that never come in proportionate
Am I missin' that's more important to find?
Like healin' my soul, like family
Is there more to than just when I'm feelin' alive?
Is more?

Passion,
beads, feel me (feel me)
Cupid's me
My heartbeat's (my heartbeat's racing)
me, drive me (tempt me)
It so exciting
Thought of (highly)
It's yours
I'll be, be more than a lover
More than a
More than a for you