Luyện nghe bài hát Me, Myself & I (Freestyle)

Uh huh, Rob Got Beats on the
We Yeah
Man this like one of my favorite songs, man
What up though, Bey?
Don

Man, this one for the who hold me down so we forever on the rise
as I got charts, it's never me, myself & I
Straight up,
Man this one for the ones who cop the and they ain't need a receipt
All the internet plumbers, you know looking for the
Been trying to find middle ground, like yellow in the street
This is just getting started, don't worry man take a seat
I got mom and bro around whats better than the family
Did a at House of Blues that shit was better than the Grammy's
On the phone my dad trying to handle whats out of hand
we used to play 5-on-5, no hand to hands (ballin)
Funny man what all those meant to us
Girls ask me why they me big, that shit ambiguous
Rappers who was killin shit, lately I can't feel shit
Ya'll used to feel my shit and now ya'll like "you hear this shit?"
Detroit niggas, say up doe, where I be
as my nigga IB, what up to Don C
The most player, watch me turn that I to a V
On my LP but by the time its IV
the fourth, don't be surprised if I'm in first with (Holly's?)
We came a way from having hands together like God Please
Do I really gotta emphasize, my spaced out
Yeah I call that the enterprise
I hop up on the song with (MJ, I can't?), watch me my own
(Bitch I'm Sean?)

Verses out like it close at 10 o'clock and its 10:05
Oh boy, I spit that
I'm the underdog but Underdog was a superhero too
And my city going through hell, they a miracle too
You're more about showing off, I'm more show and prove
Ya'll braggin so and so, like "Oh, he really it?
The new nigga in rap? Well, can he spit?"
Or do he just hide behind his skits like half of rappers do
And then ya'll fucking go and praise him and his like they savior of this shit
I'm like "Aw, man. we go"
I'm not the same man I was a ago
I learned that life could be a
Moving at a stand is the scenario
I also learned some girls can fit the stereotype if they got a
what a cold bitch'll do for palm trees
Type that can't hold my even if they palm read
Got a good girl at home, that's all me
I gave my number out on the I'm like "call me", real nigga
Since they cut my umbilical, I pass weed in my
Yeah my is vegan, she got my ass trying different food
I got her listenin to music that she wouldn't to
Got her vibin to Nas, she "Man, This what I been missin, boo?"
do what I didn't do, all the ridicule is just fuel
I'ma take this little profit, I gotta flip it, no
Nigga, fuck open arms, open the safe
in this bitch like a gun on my waist
Rappin I got a gun in my face
I treat my life like I be a race
Supa flow, up up and away
You at the top, I'm on the way
I'ma come for spot then I cum in your face
I been trying to make I gotta have it to a
Addicted to the mathematics, I'ma addict
Beware of the niggas who abandon when shit was abandoned
But for the mansion
Then hit after hit hit
Somebody tell me what's the batting average
Sky Paradise, you niggas can have it
Clique rainin so hard, you can white water it

Man, we just around, man
Just off the top, on the spot, just fuckin
We was in different cities today, man
Shout out to my old
Man, we been going as fuck
My Xeno, Mike Carcen, DJ Mo Beats, waddup doe
Amir, Key Wayne, Earl Mac, Dark Sky shit man
waddup doe
Hey the album out tomorrow, man I can't believe this
I believe it
Hey doe Detroit
Man doe to my family, my friends, my fans
I do for ya'll
We put our hearts into shit
My boys damn near
I don't its like 5 in the morning
We ain't in fuckin days
We do this from the man
And we did out our way
Boss up, it's to get it, yeah
Countin over money
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