Luyện nghe bài hát Lord Knows

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

rip my daniel, remember that garage
nights, before that rap shit
i was thinking keys like a locksmith
no sir, the
them crackers dirty, i just hope you ya name clear
waiting for a nigga, trippin' i stand still
i aint trippin' i stand still
lord knows i'm stressed out
walking through these roadblocks my chest out
damn, 23 and made a dollars
fucking put a quarter million dollars round a
couple more to cop a phantom i aint talking
they sya my flow sick i should see a fucking
niggas in ya presence
chopper raise a nigga head you present
broward i am that
only nigga in my riding maybach's
motivation, motivation, my niggas fans are
they only
and word to my daughter
i'm just tryna make it headquarters
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