Luyện nghe bài hát No Favors

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

I'm about getting the job done, boy up every
I'm about a seven, when I toss up the dice
I'm about getting my logo off, with ice
I'm about taking a risk, that might up your life
'em point and shoot like camera crews
In of cameras too (brrr)
Damn, Sean, happened to the humble attitude?
I'm like "niggas took the but I'm still standing too"
Thought I had the touch and then I went platinum too
Mother all your comparisons
been talking to God like that's my therapist
I'm in America
I ain't inherit shit but a millionaire 30
So He must be hearing
Don, don, don, life, I do for the crib
The D to who get sick with lead
Others get the hit with the
From they need a handout
But they tell you put up
Only deals I have is the Sam's Club
Now it's blue blood in my veins, so you know I came from
Born in a world going 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 a blessing depending on the angles
Look, I am the anomaly, needed favors or apologies
That's my new lifetime
Wood grain steering wheel this bitch feel like a pirate
How many hot verses you bitches start acknowledging
The pictures we been painting, my
to a higher power
How I know? I don't write this shit, I think it, my nigga
Look, all I ever did was beat the
Cause when you try to get even it just even out
Never stopping like we
what we visualize on the rise, be the G.O.A.T
While we alive we die, we gon' be the gods

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

If she was I won't savor
No taste buds, hoe
Fuck you looking at,
I saw them eyes an ass raper
Try to copy my swag like a classmate
I'll be the last you see before you pass
When you get your fucking ass graded like a math
So of my time late means I'm early, my age is reversing
I'm basically 30, amazingly sturdy, and wordy
Brainy and nerdy, blatantly
Insanely perverted, rapey and
They me for murdering Jamie Lee Curtis
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 on Fergie, call Shady number 81
Surely I'm turning into the Aaron of rap
of emergency, the planets 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 fucking hittin' it
Despicable, dumb it down,
is foul shoot off at the fucking mouth
Like a missile, a thunder
100 pound pistol pull the this gun will sound
And get a round like Digital Underground
And fuck Ann Coulter a Klan poster
a lamp post, door handle shutter
A damn bolt cutter, a sandal, a can opener, a rubber
Piano, a flannel, sucker, some hand soap,
A and manhole cover
Hand over the and nose smother
Trample ran over the tramp the Land Rover
The band, the Lambo, Hummer and Runner
Go ham or go Rambo, gotta make an example of her
That's for Sandra Bland ho and
Hannibal on the lamb, no I am so stubborn
I'm anti, can't no government handle a
man don't 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 beatin 'em, bet you they'll lay bleeding
And yell, "Wait!", screaming is pointless
Like feeding Michel'le
Leaving them pale faced medium sized
Straight 'em like a cell mate
See me I'm climbing hell's
Bitch, I'm your problems: self-made
Meaning someone else is Made needed?
I'm a...

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

I know you feeling right now
But I'm not she's the one
I call them in
Hey, I'm
are you doing here?