Luyện nghe bài hát Middle Child (Remix)

I'm to go crazy on 'em
Shout out to nigga J. Cole, man
One of the only motherfuckers I fuck

They counted me out, as if God don't
I know that quit on me, they gotta be pissed
I went through the worst, made my on earth
Just to get passed them gates, I was the fence
I'm counting my blessings, I'm counting the
And names of the I checked off my list
say it's a track, it sound more like a skit
I put rappers in boxes, this is a gift
I'm like Birdie off Above the Rim
But I'm Thomas Sheppard, you niggas Flip
I do not smoke, I drink, I don't sip
I am too on getting these chips
Man, motherfuckers don't think like a hustler
They bound to go broke tryna follow the
I'm drippin', I'm saucin', I'm say I'm ballin'
I'm than Shannon, ain't talking to Skip
I don't trust labels, the shit's all a trick
See, they'll make you famous while you make them
I like a cowboy, that gun on my hip
I put hoes on your block, like a that Pimp
He he want smoke, if I give him an ounce
put him in a bag, he about to get zipped
My gun game is vicious, talking bout Swishers
But I know some niggas that sell sticks
And I some niggas that only hit licks
You'd think was sick how they looking for Vics
Shout out to my squad, we move like the mob
I just wanna see set, like a pick
We getting to dough, like we a coupe
Bitch, I got killers that's to shoot
Bro that steel, once I give him the cue
You'll get dropped you Bishop for trying my dues
a beast in these streets, I put 24s on the Caprice
Chevy used to sit higher Snoop
I'ma 'em the truth, 'til I lie in a suit
The on me bussin', like Zion at Duke
I am made, I did this shit by myself, I can't get put on a shelf
I'm that nigga, no amount of money can tame
I goin' nuts since I came
in my blood, it pump my veins
Before the web, I was with Mary
I been in the game, I was moving things
Came out clean at the end, nigga, that's Eddie
I feel like Pac when he dropped
I feel double-O-seven Lil Wayne
I don't give a fuck about ice and no
Just the thought of my the reason I train
All they know is the sauce, they don't know the
All you show is wins, let 'em know the loss
Read some books and calm if they pull you over
The police hate a that know the laws
Why up for a flag, when they hope we fall?
In a grave or a jail that could us all
Pinned down like a bowling ball, they got a hold of
Follow King James, like he (Woo)
When it to this rapping, you know I'm a beast with it
Take any beat I like and my teeth in it
I could get conscious, bitch, I go deep with it
for your soul, yeah I know how to preach with it
Bar after bar, I could start beatin' it
up my flow on you hoes, like Mystique with it
Up in the sometimes I put the beef in it
who critiquing it, I'm out they reach with it
I dumb it down, I cannot weaken it
I got it mastered, bitch I start teaching it
The scary this is ain't my peak with it, ah
Still independent, nigga I'm a
Check my net worth, I ain't gotta
Bitch, I been lit, like a
LV's on me I tie my scarf
up, bitch, it's a lot of sauce
Million dick up in designer draws
All my ex want my joggers off
They want the back, like a tomahawk
Your bitch wanna see me, she say she ain't
And said gon' up for me, like a scale
I fucked her good, now she my spell
She be me