Luyện nghe bài hát New Phone

I just want y'all to know that change others
More than the of it and
Fame level, the varies out, to be in public
Fuck with me

I need ID baby
(I still got Toni playing)

So hearts care man
So many again and again
So years gone by
So many friends is in the
So many is really pretend
So many women that they the shit
As I let the go by, new phone who is this?
Got a new phone, who is
New phone, who is
As I let the years go by, same who is this?
Same who is this?
Same phone who is
So many years go by, new who is this?
Talk to me, up?

get it, I'ma get it, this easy
I'm the realest, I been kicking Eastbay
I'm the realest, all my niggas in a place
On the real, got my with a mixtape
Now I never call I used to though
But why you mad as if you don't know?
Like I ain't bags and my crew not on
'Cause when you getting bags bet that loot gon',
I'm on the road, I'm on the
Tan money, show
We on the road, we on the
Uh, still hungry for it
Smoking haze in Hollywood, I'm real
Tracy bringing the real who looking for it
EBM, EBM is bigger than all us
like a hundred mill with infinite knowledge
Try and tell them little niggas better than college
Super stupid, see my music should come with
Stomach still hungry as
though I know this money is coming forever
Niggas say "get your dollars up, hope you the same"
So I'm counting my dollars and niggas change
And niggas me that I'm Hollywood
But y'all the same niggas used to say that I probably wouldn't

So hearts care man
So thoughts again and again
So many years by
So friends is in the wind
So many niggas is pretend
So many that think they the shit
As I let the years go by, new phone who is
Got a new phone, who is
New phone, who is
As I let the years go by, same who is this?
phone who is this?
Same phone who is
So many gone by, new phone who is this?
Talk to me, up?

There's days I think of you,
And the things I do, baby
Acting like I'm in middle school, now you really it
Sub-tweeting the out you, when a nigga angry
Get your feelings together, why you hatred?
Immaculate statements for immaculate
and chained up, that's what the game does
Bitches blow my high should go on my fan club
Bossed up like shit, up like "shit"
Broads can't talk dirty, she flossed on my
Show up in Balmain, niggas that hate
up with bitches who think their horoscope is their faith
4 in the babe, no I'm not picking up
No, I'm not with a bitch, just I sleep in a month
you can understand I'm still the same one
But I'm finna change clothes, keys, and gate
Here's the button, 'cause, this ain't the same number

So many hearts man
So many again and again
So years gone by
So friends is in the wind
So niggas is really pretend
So many women that think the shit
As I let the years go by, new who is this?
Got a new phone, who is
New phone, who is
As I let the years go by, phone who is this?
Same who is this?
Same phone who is
So many go by, new phone who is this?
to me, what's up?