Luyện nghe bài hát No Favors

Make it, make it, make it, boy, we gotta it
You can save your hand, I gotta shake it
Everything lined up for the
And what I need from em? No
too big, bread? gotta break it
Cause others lowkey with the snaking faking
Everything up for the taking
And I need from 'em?
No favors, no
What I need? No
Everything lined up for the
And I need from 'em? no favors

I'm about getting the job done, boy up every
I'm rolling a seven, when I toss up the dice
I'm about my logo off, flooded with ice
I'm about taking a risk, might fuck up your life
'em point and shoot like camera crews
In of cameras too (brrr)
Damn, Sean, what to the humble attitude?
I'm like "niggas took the flow but I'm standing too"
Thought I had the Midas touch and I went platinum too
fuck all your comparisons
I've been talking to God like that's my
I'm in America
I ain't shit but a millionaire under 30
So He be hearing shit
Don, don, don, life, I do for the crib
The D to Flint who get sick lead
get the hit with the laugh
From where they a handout
But tell you put hands up
deals I have is from the Sam's Club
Now it's blue blood in my veins, so you where I came from
in a world going where they told me I can't go
In my lane, though, I'm in the same boat as Bolt
Get ahead by any means so the what I aim for
When my died, I realized I got an angel
Show me everything's a blessing depending on the
Look, I am the anomaly, needed favors or apologies
my new lifetime policy
Wood grain steering wheel this bitch feel like a pirate
How hot verses till you bitches start acknowledging
The we been painting, my nigga
to a higher power
How I know? 'Cause I don't this shit, I think it, my nigga
Look, all I ever did was the odds
Cause you try to get even it just don't even out
Never stopping like we
Watch we visualize on the rise, be the G.O.A.T
While we alive when we die, we gon' be the

Make it, make it, make it, boy, we make it
You can save your hand, I gotta shake it
Everything lined up for the
And what I need em? No favors
Clique too big, bread? break it
'Cause these others lowkey the snaking faking
Everything lined up for the
And what I need 'em?
No favors, no

If she was I won't savor
No buds, hoe later
you looking at, hater?
I saw eyes like an ass raper
Try to copy my like a cheating classmate
I'll be the face you see before you pass
When you get your fucking ass graded like a math
So ahead of my time means I'm early, my age is reversing
I'm basically 30, amazingly sturdy, and wordy
and nerdy, blatantly dirty
Insanely perverted, rapey and
They blame me for murdering Jamie Lee
Said I put her face in the furnace, beat her a space heater
A piece furniture, egg beater,
It may be disturbing, what I'm saying's worthy
But I'm urinating on Fergie, call number 81
Surely I'm turning into the Hernandez of rap
State of emergency, the having panic attacks
Brady's returning, fact I may be deserving
Of a Pat on the back like a jersey
Inexplicable stomach growl the pit of it
Like a Terrier hittin' it
Despicable, dumb it down,
Tongue is foul off at the fucking mouth
Like a missile, a thunder
100 pound pistol the trigger this gun will sound
And you'll get a like Digital Underground
And fuck Ann with a Klan poster
With a lamp post, door handle
A damn bolt cutter, a sandal, a can opener, a candle
Piano, a flannel, sucker, hand soap, butter
A and manhole cover
over the mouth and nose smother
Trample ran over the tramp with the Land
The band, the Lambo, and Road Runner
Go ham donut or go Rambo, gotta make an of her
for Sandra Bland ho and Philando
Hannibal on the lamb, no I am so stubborn
I'm anti, can't no government a commando
Your man want it, Trump's a bitch
I'll make his whole go under (yeah)
And tell Dre I'm meeting him in L.A., white Bronco like
Speeding, I'm bout to run a chick, Del Rey CD in?
Females stay 'em, bet you they'll lay bleeding
And yell, "Wait!", pleading—but is pointless
Like feeding helium
Leaving them pale faced sized welt
Straight treating 'em like a cell
See me I'm climbing gate
Bitch, I'm like problems: self-made
Meaning else is self Made needed?
I'm a...

Make it, make it, make it, boy, we make it
You can save your hand, I ain't shake it
Everything up for the taking
And what I need em; no favors
Clique too big, bread? break it
'Cause these lowkey with the snaking faking
Everything up for the taking
And what I need from
No favors, no
I need? No favors
Everything lined up for the
And what I need from 'em? no

I know you feeling yourself now
But I'm not she's the one
I would them in
Hey, I'm
What are you here?