Luyện nghe bài hát Never Recover

[Intro:
Tay Keith, these niggas up
Tay is too hard
Ring, ring, ring, ring, drip too
Run back, Turbo
Yeah, aye,

[Verse 1:
I bring up money they up the topic
I got a 19 and it fold in my
She gave me her number, now I block it
I'm the dirty bills in with the profit
Clean that shit up and I it right back to 'em
If I don't fuck with 'em, then I rap with 'em
I wanna beat it somebody catches 'em
I want a to see that shit
Man, these folks, these folks gotta goddamn this shit, no cap
I up hits and they change up the topic
I got a 19 and it in my pocket
One hell of a year and a still droppin'
They wanted to stop it, but they couldn't it
You told a story shorty was feelin' you
She a story like she split the bill with you
Look at my story, man, no one write it
Now I see a million, I don't get
I might YSL my shit, the Thugger way
Ain't no real sense in me goin' the way
be seen in that shit from the other day
Virgil just sent me a whole different way
don't be stupid, it's Baby and Gunna
And Baby, he wanted her, so I swung her
Next time I'm in Dallas, I for another
You niggas fell off and you never come up

2: Gunna]
Poured up some Hi-Tech and 'til it bubble
Gunna Gunna, I make this shit double
Hit Elliante and left with a
It's me, Drake, and Baby, you you in trouble
Run up my check, my bitch sprint to the
[?] a M, a Benz for my brother
Painted all black, the interior
I drip like a and that's word to my mother
Yeah, came out the street, gotta sleep with a
me a bitch who gon' eat, it's a supper
My in her mouth like she teethin' or something
Sound like it could be Season or something
Ain't no 'cause we number one
In black and white Chanel, I look a nun
The police got shot, know who got a gun
Don't got what I got 'cause I shop in
It's rainin', I took the top off the don
The kid was that my trunk in the front
I know you a [?], don't in the sun
Cuban link look like a box of
I'm still at the light tryna cop a
I told the judge, Fuck it, I'm on a run
You one of my so look out for my bun

[Chorus: Lil
And I get by, let 'em sides
We get Ms in by the size
I don't fuck with type of kind
I done seen all dickride
like I'm Kevin Gates
And I swear to god, I get tired
the trenches, now I'm goin'
Spend a hundred on a new wristwatch

3: Lil Baby]
Don't drip, I can leave it to Gunna
Runnin' this shit, only out two summers
4x4 truck, I post 300
Boy, whoever, they know how I'm
got no feelings, I'm here for the money
Treat every club like it's on Monday
ain't rich for real, they gettin' fronted
Gave her a dime, told her fist up her
By the time she get back, I'ma up my number
Call to her like I been on her bumper
Lately, I the topic of discussion
Trigger was foreign, they shoot it from
Bad vibes at my like I'm mushy
If she tell me No once, I even touch it
All I do is get her out here,
Act like I been rich, I used to nothin'
Drizzy hit me up like he got one
Money ain't even came in from the one
Fuckin' 'em high, so I as well double up
as I get rich, I get on a number one
They tryna team up to me, they huddlin' up
catch me out in traffic, I'm cuttin' up
Every city we go to, it be lit as
Tryna put the on us, get rid of us

Lil Baby]
And I get by, let 'em sides
We get Ms in by the size
I don't fuck with type of kind
I seen all y'all dickride
Breadwinner like I'm Gates
And I to god, I don't get tired
From the trenches, now I'm
Spend a whole on a new wristwatch

[Outro:
Tay Keith, fuck these up
Tay Keith is too
Ring, ring, ring, ring, too hard
Run back, Turbo
You seen this overseas