Luyện nghe bài hát Leaf

I'm so happy, you um
You know I looked at the and you know
I look at my fans, I look at their faces, expressions
And I that damn well, we are some partying mothafuckas

Tired of these rappers, of these jackers
Tired of these dances by these fucking
And I'm of all these hipsters, I'm sick of phony niggas
I'm sticking to bitches, cause I'm sick of all these sisters
I'm sick and tired of tryna survive, I'm tired of my environment
I'm sick and tired of feeling deprived, I'm one of a kind, when in my
I'm sick and tired of your facade and all of your and all your diamonds
Basically I'm tired of sick and tired
ASAP, in money makin' Manhattan
Every nigga on my wanna be a Main Attrakion
Shout my nigga Squadda, shout my Mondre
If you disrespect niggas then I'm polishin' the nadre
And I'm coming to your for your madre and padre
Comprende? Most of these niggas gay or they strange
They say I sound Andre mixed with Kanye, little bit of Max
Little bit of Wiz, little bit of that, bit of this, get off my dick

I'm in your hood, you got no ticket
I'ma to Earth nigga, we could kick it
Take a hit with me, take a hit me
Ain't on behind the scene, I'm probably mixing lean
Chilling with my niggas, my team
Come and take a sip with me, take a sip me

Once again mister back crack
It's an honor keeping real music on the map
Street raps, new face, with no craze
Doubting myself cause I don't the world can relate
To my everyone does, so have faith
Half of the other side don't live it they push
The young illest alive, Harlem to the Bay
It feels good up to money in the bank
last year it was shoe box and lint
I only write just to give you niggas hits
Every a gift, as you smoke like a chimney
My album coming November, that's 20 years of
And that's assuming live that long
If I don't, cry cause I ain't live that wrong
Just an artist in a purest form, I live song
An artist in the form, I live that song, Bambino

I'm in your hood, you got no ticket
I'ma to Earth nigga, we could kick it
a hit with me, take a hit with me
Ain't on stage behind the scene, I'm probably mixing
Chilling my niggas, with my team
Come and take a sip me, take a sip with me

Why fuss? I'd rather
Treat her like my enemy, I just wanna
7 deuce, on the bus
the boys bend the corner, tryna make a bust
Tryouts, I'm tryna make the
Purple and the green got me on
So I 2 step, move my foot and keep it
Always back, got it keep the cushion
And that's something fat, eating all the pudding
ASAP we got it slap, good looking
Fuck that, ASAP where I from
456, Ice slums
Weed in my pocket, coke in his
Buying sweets, no more honey buns
Fresh white tee, bright the sun
Only round here rocking

I'm in your hood, you ain't got no
I'ma down to nigga, we could kick it
Take a hit with me, take a hit me
Ain't on behind the scene, I'm probably mixing lean
Chilling with my niggas, my team
Come and take a sip me, take a sip with me

This go out to all the rappers, this go out to the little
The little kids around in the schoolyards, I love you
it good, keep it good kids cause you know I love you,
I'mma always love you,