Luyện nghe bài hát Nervous

Nervous
build-up
Um
And I'm

I think I'm God
I I'm God
I'm God
I'm stressed out a mu'fucka, hand on my heata
I told my to get the fuck on, I don't need her
My mind on my money cause it's comin' up
I just left court on child
A witness to a murda but I will not
Cause of my niggas in the county jail
make me fiend to stack cream
Niggas on my team be gone off
My hair fallin' out, it's turnin' gray I'm stressed
The police want me and a warrant for my arrest
I can't do plus the IRS
Know my numba and my home address
This nigga wanna murda me, the bitches say they me
My heart been feelin it bust on me lately
I'm gone in this mind on loid
The simple situations in life, I avoid
out the murda me
Cause they heard of me
America's most playa and under rated
stated, niggas hate it, they wanna test
Homie been accused of playa so confess
Oh my, know why, niggas hate me so much
It's I can't be touched
I'm sinister
Man I murda ya
is the narcotic
Reel Product
And I'm out
gone
Stop and lookin' hard
Stop, stop, stop steamin and hard
gone
Just
And I'm out now
Stop steamin and hard
Stop, stop, steamin and lookin' hard