Luyện nghe bài hát Lord Knows

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

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