Luyện nghe bài hát Lifeline (Meek Mill Diss)

Temperature is up
Temperature is rising up, no
can concern me

1]
You about Drake numbers in your nightmares
But you hatin' about me and my career
No matter what you buy nigga I be there
I'm in the back of her mind like a new
I'm everywhere, TMZ making news
I and I don't want it back, the proof is right here
Thank God I'm free my nigga shit fell like a light
You got a botch face nigga wit a date
This nigga bent outta wit a gorilla face
My on The PinkPrint, no one'll ever match
My dickprint, lil nigga you can match
a secret young bull I knew everything
Hope you go platinum my she need a better ring
I thought I her so she could move on to better things
Maybe a ball player, maybe a soccer
Maybe a billionaire, a Mariah Care
But nigga I don't care, I really do not
They say Safaree heartbroken, lemme a tear
Fuck if you cheated, 12 a slave anyway

Temperature is up (she's your only lifeline to catch anyway)
Temperature is up
Temperature is rising up (she's only lifeline to catch anyway)

2]
I hear the mumblin', I hear the
I got em' scared, shook,
That's really my pen game damagin'
When you was pullin' up, I was out
I know real shit that I ain't gonna about
I the text messages, I seen the emails
(Somebody me why he talkin' like a female)
I heard you don't Chow you ain't goin' there
Well guess what, go to how bout you eat there
In every pic you look surprised all you do is
You out of shape anyway, you need to eat a
Get the off my page, stop watchin' me
You niggas ain't God, ain't stoppin' me
is inflated, you intimidated
I knew why you niggas waited?
You so
This time Next
Lil daddy be emasculated
is X-Rated, go look it up
Lowkey hatin' on me obsessed
I upset, bitch I'm up next
no pillow nigga IS YOU UP YET?!?
Wanna sleep on me? Get a crook
Get a stylist you don't dressed
One more year you will be
Here's an iron nigga cause YOU LOOK
Got a mad ex wit her new man but her new man a mad ex
I'm well-known, I'm renowned, you Rodman, you a
My words big, you spell
I hold like a dumbbell
the blood clot with this idiot
Boy fresh cos your breath smell
I'm up that's an incline
If she you you goin' decline
I know shit, my mouth shut
And you told nigga a BITCH SIGN!!!
Yeah, I was first, You be the last
But when drop, you became the past
Now that I'm gone, good luck with them
Sincerely yours, Safaree,

Yo, if ya'll so happy, why ya'll so worried me?
Like, I don't care ya'll
You see my new bitch? on