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 I fuck with

They me out, as if God don't exist
I know those that quit on me, they gotta be
I went through the worst, my heaven 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 in boxes, this shit is a gift
I'm like Birdie off Above the Rim
But I'm Sheppard, you niggas just Flip
I do not smoke, I don't drink, I sip
I am too on getting these chips
Man, these motherfuckers think like a hustler
They to go broke tryna follow the drip
I'm drippin', I'm saucin', when I'm say I'm
I'm sharper than Shannon, talking to Skip
I don't record labels, the shit's all a trick
See, make you famous while you make them rich
I like a cowboy, that gun on my hip
I put hoes on your block, like a that Pimp
He said he want smoke, if I him an ounce
I'll put him in a bag, he about to get
My gun game is vicious, ain't talking bout
But I know some niggas only sell sticks
And I know niggas that only hit licks
think someone was sick how they looking for Vics
Shout out to my squad, bitch we like the mob
I wanna see everyone set, like a pick
We getting to dough, like we driving a
Bitch, I got killers hired to shoot
Bro that steel, once I give him the cue
You'll get dropped you Bishop for trying my dues
Been a in these streets, I put 24s on the Caprice
Chevy used to sit higher Snoop
give 'em the truth, 'til I lie in a suit
The kicks on me bussin', like Zion at
I am self made, I did shit by myself, I can't get put on a shelf
I'm that nigga, no amount of money can tame
I been goin' nuts since I
Hustling's in my blood, it 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 Kane
I feel Pac when he dropped Makaveli
I feel like double-O-seven Lil
I don't give a fuck about ice and no
Just the thought of my children's the I train
All know is the sauce, they don't know the cost
All you show is your wins, let 'em the loss
Read some books and keep calm if they pull you
The police hate a nigga that know the
Why stand up for a flag, when they we fall?
In a grave or a jail that could us all
Pinned like a bowling ball, they got a hold of y'all
Follow King James, he protocol (Woo)
When it come to this rapping, you know I'm a beast it
Take any beat I and sink my teeth in it
I could get conscious, bitch, I could go deep it
Words for soul, yeah I know how to preach with it
Bar after bar, nigga I start beatin' it
Change up my flow on you hoes, Mystique with it
Up in the sometimes I put the beef in it
who critiquing it, I'm out they reach with it
I cannot dumb it down, I cannot it
I got it mastered, I could start teaching it
The this is ain't reached my peak with it, ah
Still independent, nigga I'm a
Check my net worth, I ain't floss
Bitch, I lit, like a molotov
on me when I tie my scarf
Wings up, bitch, a lot of sauce
Million dollar dick up in draws
All my ex bitches my joggers off
They want the back, like a tomahawk
Your wanna see me, she say she ain't sleepy
And said gon' up for me, like a scale
I her good, now she under my spell
She be me