Luyện nghe bài hát Need To Know

Washing out in the bathroom
Should probably only give my opinion I'm asked to
I'm really good at telling the half but usually only when I have to
The money work, the chain doesn't work
Something broken in my brain, got me in the dirt
Got me in my bed like I'm laying in the hearse
And the grass is always greener you play on astroturf
why my generation poppin' pills and poppin' percs
And got some weed and got purp
And got some bars and got some
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 Louis duffel bag, I got my a purse
I'm tryna find God through a purchase, I'm not go to church
Amen, Satan, me not to serve
I think about myself, I only think about my worth
I think about my come-up, capitalism
Look at where we come from, we are what we run
We are why we smoke some, so numb, so numb, so

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

I cry when she with her eyes closed
I'm already afraid to tight
I want all her best friends to be folks
I scratched out this line so many times, I 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 make it 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 be his last visit
Time is moving fast and I'm running where the is
Looking in the like, "Damn that ain't my dad, is it?"
He a choice but he ain't hold my hand in it
I spent a penny on microphones, many midis
In years and cds, I put the indy in Windy
Indian giver, Black father, liar
Right to Eazy like Mike Myers
Stare at the cue cards, take out the parts
Take out the God references, just the cool parts
I remember opening for Ben, wasn't no at the show
And now the girls call me nigga at my show
I wish I could open twice, sit down at the open mic
Go back to the day before I became famous over
I wish that I could twice, sit down at the open mic
Go back to the day before I famous over night

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