Luyện nghe bài hát Middle Child (Remix)

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

They me out, as if God don't exist
I know that quit on me, they gotta be pissed
I went through the worst, made my heaven on
Just to get them gates, I was hoppin' the fence
I'm my blessings, I'm counting the bodies
And names of the I checked off my list
They say a track, it sound more like a skit
I put rappers in boxes, this shit is a
I'm like Birdie off Above the Rim
But I'm Thomas Sheppard, you niggas just
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 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 trust labels, the shit's all a trick
See, they'll you famous while you make them rich
I feel like a cowboy, gun on my hip
I put hoes on block, like a nigga that Pimp
He said he smoke, if I give him an ounce
put him in a bag, he about to get zipped
My gun game is vicious, ain't talking bout
But I some niggas that only sell sticks
And I some niggas that only hit licks
You'd think someone was how they looking for Vics
Shout out to my squad, bitch we move the mob
I just wanna see set, like a pick
We getting to dough, we driving a coupe
Bitch, I got killers hired to shoot
Bro poppin' steel, once I give him the cue
You'll get dropped like you Bishop for trying my
Been a beast in these streets, I put 24s on the
used to sit higher than Snoop
I'ma give 'em the truth, I lie in a suit
The kicks on me bussin', like at Duke
I am self made, I did shit by myself, I can't get put on a shelf
Bitch I'm that nigga, no of money can tame
I goin' nuts since I came
in my blood, it pump my veins
Before the web, I was Mary Jane
I been in the game, I was them things
Came out at the end, nigga, that's Eddie Kane
I feel like Pac he dropped Makaveli
I like double-O-seven Lil Wayne
I don't give a fuck ice and no chain
the thought of my children's the reason I train
All they know is the sauce, don't know the cost
All you show is wins, let 'em know the loss
Read some books and keep calm if they you over
The police a nigga that know the laws
Why stand up for a flag, when they hope we
In a grave or a jail could hold us all
Pinned like a bowling ball, they got a hold of y'all
Follow King James, like he (Woo)
When it to this rapping, you know I'm a beast with it
any beat I like and sink my teeth in it
I could get conscious, bitch, I could go with it
Words for soul, yeah I know how to preach with it
Bar after bar, nigga I could start it
Change up my on you hoes, like Mystique with it
Up in the stu' sometimes I put the in it
Fuck who critiquing it, I'm out they with it
I dumb it down, I cannot weaken it
I got it mastered, bitch I 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 been lit, a molotov
LV's on me I tie my scarf
Wings up, bitch, a lot of sauce
Million dollar 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 sleepy
And said wait up for me, like a scale
I fucked her good, now she under my
She be me