Luyện nghe bài hát No Favors

Make it, make it, it, boy, we gotta make it
You can save your hand, I ain't gotta 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
lined up for the taking
And what I need 'em?
No favors, no
What I No favors
Everything up for the taking
And I need from 'em? no favors

I'm about the job done, boy up every night
I'm about a seven, when I toss up the dice
I'm about getting my logo off, flooded ice
I'm about taking a risk, that might fuck up life
Tell 'em point and shoot like camera
In of cameras too (brrr)
Damn, Sean, happened to the humble attitude?
I'm like "niggas took the flow but I'm still too"
Thought I had the Midas and then I went platinum too
Mother fuck all comparisons
I've been 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 this for the
The D to Flint who get sick with
Others get the hit with the
From where they a handout
But they tell you put up
Only deals I is from the Sam's Club
Now it's blue blood in my veins, so you where I came from
Born in a going where they told me I can't go
In my lane, though, I'm in the same boat as Usain
Get ahead by any so the head's what I aim for
my grandma died, I realized I got an angel
Show me everything's a depending on the angles
Look, I am the anomaly, never favors or apologies
my new lifetime policy
Wood grain steering wheel bitch feel like a pirate ship
How many hot verses till you bitches start
The we been painting, my nigga
Connected to a higher
How I 'Cause I don't write this shit, I think it, my nigga
Look, all I ever did was beat the
Cause you try to get even it just don't even out
Never like we hypnotized
what we visualize on the rise, be the G.O.A.T
While we alive when we die, we be the gods

Make it, make it, it, boy, we gotta make 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 these others lowkey the snaking faking
lined up for the taking
And what I need 'em?
No favors, no

If she was flavor I won't
No buds, hoe later
you looking at, hater?
I saw eyes like an ass raper
Try to copy my swag like a classmate
I'll be the face you see before you pass
When you get your ass graded like a math paper
So ahead of my time late I'm early, my age is reversing
I'm 30, amazingly sturdy, zany and wordy
Brainy and nerdy, dirty
Insanely perverted, rapey and
They blame me for murdering Jamie Lee
Said I put her face in the furnace, her with a space heater
A furniture, egg beater, thermos
It may be disturbing, what I'm saying's cringe
But I'm on Fergie, call Shady number 81
Surely I'm into the Aaron Hernandez of rap
State of emergency, the planets having attacks
Brady's returning, fact I may be deserving
Of a Pat on the like a Patriots 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 cloud
100 pound pull the trigger this gun will sound
And you'll get a round like Underground
And fuck Ann with a Klan poster
With a 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 mouth and nose
Trample ran over the tramp with the Land
The band, the Lambo, Hummer and Runner
Go ham donut or go Rambo, gotta an example of her
That's for Bland ho and Philando
Hannibal on the lamb, no wonder I am so
I'm anti, can't no government a commando
Your man don't 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!", pleading—but screaming is
feeding Michel'le helium
Leaving them pale faced sized welt
Straight treating 'em like a mate
See me I'm hell's 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 your hand, I ain't gotta shake it
lined up for the taking
And what I need em; no favors
Clique too big, bread? break it
'Cause these others lowkey with the faking
Everything lined up for the
And I need from 'em?
No favors, no
What I No favors
Everything lined up for the
And what I need from 'em? no

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