Luyện nghe bài hát No More

Yeah, The Kid
lights, street lights

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

He said the court or the casket
I'm like dude, way you need cash and a nice suit
The lights where I found my strength
Be with four rich men and you bound to be the
go

I my daddy at a early age
Told my mama, cry for me
If I trade in for yesterday
Oh, how much my life would be

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

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

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

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

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

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

After storm and rain I have no fear
Gotta keep holdin' on, hold my up strong
I know it won't be
(I'm for the moment)
Until we'll be together again, fo
(If I could back the days)
(Sure you turn this back)

Hey, I was born with the hustle, been a sucker
wasn't in the crib, that made me tougher
Momma struggled with the bills, that made me up
in a sack which made me dumber

Now I'm standin' on the corner, bag of marijuana, crack
Pistol in my pocket for anybody who
In the trap where 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 rappers
these niggas what I'm best at
Get a lil' check, flip it and invest

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

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

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

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