Luyện nghe bài hát Never Recover

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

1: Drake]
I bring up money they change up the
I got a 19 and it in my pocket
She gave me her number, now I block it
I'm mixin' the dirty bills in with the
that shit up and I give it right back to 'em
If I fuck with 'em, then I can't rap with 'em
I wanna beat it when somebody 'em
I want a witness to see that
Man, these folks, these folks gotta hear this shit, no cap
I up hits and they change up the topic
I got a 19 and it fold in my
One hell of a year and a still droppin'
They to stop it, but they couldn't stop it
You told a like shorty was feelin' you
She told a story she split the bill with you
at my story, man, no one could write it
Now I see a million, I don't get
I might just YSL my shit, the way
Ain't no real sense in me goin' the way
Cannot be in that shit from the other day
Virgil just me a whole different color way
Please be stupid, it's Baby and Gunna
And Baby, he wanted her, so I swung her
time I'm in Dallas, I look 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, a Benz for my brother
all black, the interior butter
I drip like a leak and word to my mother
Yeah, came out the street, gotta sleep with a
Found me a who gon' eat, it's a supper
My dick in her like she teethin' or something
like it could be Drip Season or something
Ain't no comparin' we number one
In and white Chanel, I look like a nun
The police got shot, don't 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 cop a Cayenne
I told the judge, Fuck it, I'm on a run
You one of my so look out for my bun

Lil Baby]
And I get by, let 'em choose
We get Ms in by the size
I don't fuck with y'all of kind
I done seen all y'all
Breadwinner I'm Kevin Gates
And I to god, I don't get tired
the trenches, now I'm goin'
Spend a hundred on a new wristwatch

3: Lil Baby]
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
Ain't got no feelings, I'm for the money
Treat every like it's Magic on Monday
Niggas ain't rich for real, they gettin'
Gave her a dime, told her fist up her
By the time she get back, I'ma switch up my
Call to her like I been on her bumper
Lately, I been the of discussion
Trigger was foreign, they shoot it from
Bad vibes at my show like I'm
If she me No once, I won't even touch it
All I do is get her out here,
Act like I rich, I used to have nothin'
hit me up like he got another one
Money ain't even came in the other one
'em high, so I might as well double up
Soon as I get rich, I get on a 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
put the police on us, get rid of us

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

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