Luyện nghe bài hát Need To Know

Washing out in the bathroom
Should probably only give my when I'm asked to
I'm good at telling the half truth but usually only when I have to
The money doesn't work, the chain work
Something broken in my brain, got me praying in the
Got me stranded in my bed like I'm in the hearse
And the grass is always greener when you play on
Wonder why my generation pills and poppin' percs
And got some and got some purp
And got some and got some syurp
And got some on my feet, I went and matched them with my shirt
And I just Instagrammed them both to show you that I got first
Got a duffel bag, I got my girl a purse
I'm tryna find God through a purchase, I'm not tryna go to
Amen, Satan, told me not to
I only about myself, I only think about my worth
I only about my come-up, capitalism
Look at where we from, we are what we run from
We are why we some, so numb, so numb, so numb

I'mma tell you you need to know
I'mma tell you what you to hear
Cause the truth would be too
the truth would be, yeah the truth would be
I'mma tell you what you need to
I'mma you what you need to hear
Cause the truth be too much
Yeah the truth would be, the truth would be

I cry when she smile her eyes closed
I'm already afraid to clothes
I want all her best friends to be folks
I scratched out this line so times, I can't forget it
It's fucked up, I say it almost every time that I edit
I rapping make it easy to lie
But secrets don't it easy to write
I met the devil in Manhattan, quickly ended
I don't need a thing, he warned of
But I know he come in all forms, that won't be his last
Time is moving fast and I'm running the past is
Looking in the like, "Damn that ain't my dad, is it?"
He handed a choice but he ain't my hand in it
I spent a pretty on microphones, many midis
In years and cds, I put the indy in City
giver, Black father, White liar
Right to Eazy like Mike Myers
at the cue cards, take out the juke parts
Take out the God references, just the cool parts
I remember opening for Ben, no liquor at the show
And now the white girls me nigga at my show
I wish that I could twice, sit down at the open mic
Go back to the day before I famous over night
I wish that I could twice, sit down at the open mic
Go back to the day I became famous over night

I'mma tell you you need to know
I'mma tell you you need to hear
the truth would be too much
Yeah the truth would be, the truth would be