Luyện nghe bài hát Like A Star

Riding something soft, interior smoked out
See you try to budget yours. Me? I don't care it costs
Blowing cake I'm switching states to get my numbers off
Spin the parking lot and fuck the finest thing I come
Phone full of missed
, keep bitches on my line
Conscious with my conversation, is my occupation
Keep them 'rillos rolling up, to the tipple
Good and I blow it by the zip, I'm in my whip
Riding and switching lanes, cruising to my newest shit
Hoes acting funny so I'm fucking with my newest bitch
designer on,
diamonds like Lemonheads
On the beach with foreign freaks, you tricking with chickenheads?
get my bread (bread) so I hardly sleep at night
I do a show to studio, I'm in time to catch a flight
Young but I'm paid, it from grinding everyday
And having patience, blowing Master Kush in my
Cruising my hat back, tat-tat-tatted up
Gucci on my
, getting chauffeured now my up
Paid to cost, I'm the thinnest boss, them other guys
Blowing weed I'm never sober, you can't me otherwise
well known, ranked at the top
Bad in every city, big face on the watch
on my clothes
, big bank in my
Smoke a cigarillos, pullin straight up out a pillow
Now I'm eating, staplin in for my pillows(?)
To my city I'm a so I sit behind tints
Mad I an avenue to get my revenue
I'm with a model bitch cheifing in a tailor made
Taylor Gang president, heavy hustle under
In my car blowing signals out the roof
Money conversation talking paper come fuck with me
I'm in the air, that's why you look up to me, you