Luyện nghe bài hát Leaf

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm in your hood, you got no ticket
I'ma to Earth nigga, we could kick it
Take a hit with me, a hit with me
Ain't on behind the scene, I'm probably mixing lean
with my niggas, with my team
Come and a sip with 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
Keep it good, keep it good kids you know I love you,
I'mma always you, forever