Luyện nghe bài hát No More

Yeah, The Kid
Bright lights, street

in apartment 409
Had to clean up the kitchen 409
It was up work, while my granny at work
My big cuz, he ain't me at first

He said the room or the casket
I'm like dude, either way you need cash and a suit
The street lights I found my strength
Be with rich men and you bound to be the fifth
go

I lost my at a early age
my mama, don't cry for me
If I trade in for yesterday
Oh, how much different my would be

But that's in my dreams, back to
Tryna get outta these street
So I have to live this street life
No more, no
No more, no more, no

Just gotta learn to deal with
If you're young and from with no father
Got killed when you was little, still got
She try to him go to school but why bother

When gettin' paid is the only way to 'em
Seems the stars get farther and
Out of my reach, out of streets
Will they ever it big?

'Cause I lost my daddy at a age
Told my mama, cry for me
If I tomorrow in for yesterday
Oh, how different my life would be

But that's in my dreams, to reality
Tryna get outta these lights
So I have to live this street life
No more, no
No more, no more, no

I ashamed to say that I shed a tear
Thinkin' my dad, I wish I had him back
I'd give up everythin' just to have him

After this and rain I have no fear
Gotta holdin' on, hold my head up strong
I know it be long
(I'm for the moment)
we'll be together again, fo real
(If I could turn the days)
(Sure you could this back)

Hey, I was born the hustle, never been a sucker
Daddy wasn't in the crib, that made me
Momma struggled with the bills, made me stuff up
Powder in a sack which made me

Now I'm on the corner, bag full of marijuana, crack
Pistol in my pocket for who disrespect
In the trap chillin' robbers and killers kick it at

My arms up in the feds for ten, they say I'm in
Ha, bet that I'm a stretch that, backish to this
Show niggas what I'm best at
Get a lil' check, flip it and invest

Years later, oh now you see my heads at
Like chasers, we be everywhere the bread at
You keep on hatin', you'll be where the dead at
You rappers suckers, you can tell them that I said
If nothin' but the hustle, you gon' respect that

I lost my daddy at a age
my mama, don't cry for me
If I tomorrow in for yesterday
Oh, how much different my would be

But that's in my dreams, to reality
Tryna get outta these street
So I won't have to live this life
No more, no
No more, no more, no

Guess this is my life and I wanna live it
I don't wanna run the no more, no
this is my life and I wanna live it right
I don't wanna run the no more, no