Luyện nghe bài hát Let Me Live

[Hook:
Let me live my life, y'all y'all ain't right
Niggas be so shife, I'm to maintain
Let me live my life, y'all know y'all right
Niggas be so shife, can I do one

I see these niggas never satisfied, fucking Trae
Everywhere that I go, haters wanna put me away
But that's gon be a hell of a job, I'm a mad dude that's ignant by
Whether Trae or Frasier, don't come at me cause I'll blaze you
Fraud is what I rate you, you turn to my foe
Ain't no second guessing or stressing, we ain't no mo'
The only true I got, is God himself
If you ain't him, you ought to think about yourself
I can't be letting niggas take me off my game, I'm to be sane
And if I lose it, introduce you to pain
I really think, you wanna take it there
I'll show you the meaning, of life is hard but it's
Deep inside should I care, prolly not they don't wanna let me live
But if I'm rich on top, I bet these niggas wanna let me
So I the smart way, living life all alone
Cause haters got me ready, to slap the side of they dome

Lately the devil been riding my back, while a nigga
So much negativity around me, I demons
In the form, of a ass bitch sometime
Who purpose, is to get me for my nickels and dimes
Interrupting my lavish, living with a
Will run up on Z-Ro,
(May day, may day), you about to my AK spray
You tired, let me help you sleep your life away
Nigga let me, live my
Nothing but drama, what busters give my life and I just can't rest
Got me depending on doja, to relieve my
Sometime I wonder if a really blessed, cause I'm still here
But I haven't my faith, my Lord I still fear
Even though everyday, one of my get killed here
I'ma keep on mashing, the ribbon in the sky
All I do, is live until I die

The way it to me, is they got too much time on they hands
To be worried about my life, and how I'm it man
You to get your ass a hobby, and get off of my back
Before you react the wrong way, and make me attack you cut out for that
half the shit I lived in my life, you ain't ready fo'
I told you befo', you haters to let it go
I keep it real too much, to let the do me in
I'm a child of God, a fully loaded Mack 10
to get out of my sins, and to maintain
But it's like every minutes, it's the same thang
Hate me for what, like I'm already stuck with a hard life
All my niggas that are gone, and the others that shife
I can't live you hating, so I feel like I'm forced
To get em gone and it's ugly, when my force
And I don't think you wanna know, I can give
But I'ma give it anyway, until they let me