Luyện nghe bài hát Never Recover

[Intro:
Tay Keith, fuck niggas up
Tay is too hard
Ring, ring, ring, ring, too hard
Run that back,
Yeah, aye,

1: Drake]
I bring up money they change up the
I got a 19 and it fold in my
She me her number, now I gotta block it
I'm mixin' the dirty bills in with the
Clean that shit up and I give it back to 'em
If I don't fuck with 'em, I can't rap with 'em
I beat it when somebody catches 'em
I a witness to see that shit
Man, these folks, folks gotta goddamn hear 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 nigga still
They wanted to stop it, but they stop it
You told a story like was feelin' you
She told a story like she split the with you
Look at my story, man, no one could it
Now I see a million, I get excited
I might YSL my shit, the Thugger way
Ain't no real sense in me goin' the way
Cannot be seen in shit from the other day
Virgil just sent me a whole color way
Please don't be stupid, Baby and Gunna
And Baby, he wanted her, so I just her
Next time I'm in Dallas, I for another
You niggas fell off and you never come up

[Verse 2:
Poured up some and wait '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 sprint to the shuttle
[?] a M, bought a Benz for my
all black, the interior butter
I drip like a leak and that's word to my
Yeah, came out the street, sleep with a cutter
Found me a bitch who gon' eat, a supper
My in her mouth like she teethin' or something
Sound like it could be Drip or something
Ain't no comparin' we number one
In and white Chanel, I look like a nun
The police got shot, know who got a gun
Don't got I got 'cause I shop in Milan
It's rainin', I still the top off the don
The kid was that my trunk in the front
I you a [?], don't shine in the sun
Cuban link look a box of crayons
I'm still at the light cop a Cayenne
I told the judge, it, I'm goin' on a run
You one of my dogs so out for my bun

[Chorus: Lil
And I get by, let 'em choose
We get Ms in by the size
I don't fuck y'all type of kind
I done seen all y'all
Breadwinner I'm Kevin Gates
And I swear to god, I don't get
From the trenches, now I'm
Spend a whole on a new wristwatch

[Verse 3: Lil
Don't gotta drip, I can leave it to
Runnin' this shit, only been out two
That 4x4 truck, I 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
Niggas ain't rich for real, they fronted
Gave her a dime, her fist up her stomach
By the time she get back, I'ma up my number
Call to her friend I been on her bumper
Lately, I the topic of discussion
Trigger was foreign, shoot it from Russia
Bad at my show like I'm mushy
If she tell me No once, I won't touch it
All I do is get her out here,
Act like I been rich, I used to nothin'
hit me up like he got another one
Money ain't came in from the other one
Fuckin' 'em high, so I as well double up
Soon as I get rich, I get on a one
They tryna team up to me, they huddlin' up
Ever catch me out in traffic, I'm up
Every city we go to, it be lit as
put the police on us, get rid of us

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

[Outro:
Tay Keith, these niggas up
Tay is too hard
Ring, ring, ring, ring, too hard
Run that back,
You seen this drip?