Luyện nghe bài hát Lord Knows

sick and of being sick and tired
muthaf-ck other niggas be the state of mind
got them on the job like it's a 9 to 5
getting money, mind ya and stay out of mine
50 thousands for this homie
i die tonight just my jewelry to the ceremony
lord knows i be on 'em
hottest nigga since that weather out in
sleeping on me hope you choke and fall into a
the frangrance know the money be the new aroma
i'm spazzing out, denims carry large amounts
got them bitches throwin' pussy what the out
true story, new
money stacking taller a two story
real niggas countin money, never boring
last i made a million of the state touring
fuck boys, know you talking bout
i run my own team, aint no room for
look around, peep at the circle
we the niggas touching paper like a worker
plus pistols keep them shells like a ninja turtle
wear rubber, cus these spanish bitches so
lord i be going hard

rip my nigga daniel, that garage
long nights, that rap shit
i was thinking moving like a locksmith
no sir, the
them crackers dirty, i hope you keep ya name clear
waiting for a nigga, i just stand still
i aint trippin' i just stand
knows that i'm stressed out
walking through roadblocks with my chest out
damn, 23 and made a million
put a quarter million dollars round a collar
couple more to cop a i aint talking opera
they sya my flow sick i see a fucking doctor
niggas in ya presence
chopper raise a nigga head you present
broward i am that
only nigga in my city maybach's
motivation, motivation, my niggas fans are
they location?
and thats to my daughter
i'm just tryna it your headquarters
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