Luyện nghe bài hát Need To Know

Washing out in the bathroom
Should probably only give my opinion when I'm to
I'm really good at telling the half but usually only when I have to
The money doesn't work, the chain 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 when you play on
why my generation poppin' pills and poppin' percs
And got some weed and got some
And got some bars and got syurp
And got some Jordan's on my feet, I went and matched them my shirt
And I just Instagrammed both to show you that I got them first
Got a Louis duffel bag, I got my girl a
I'm tryna find God through a purchase, I'm not tryna go to
Amen, Satan, told me not to
I only think about myself, I only think about my
I think about my come-up, capitalism
Look at where we from, we are what we run from
We are why we smoke some, so numb, so numb, so

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

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

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