Luyện nghe bài hát No More

Yeah, The Kid
Bright lights, lights

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

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

I lost my daddy at a age
my mama, don't cry for me
If I trade tomorrow in for
Oh, how much my life 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 to deal with problems
If you're and from slum with no father
Got killed when you was little, got mama
She try to him go to school but why bother

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

'Cause 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
get outta these street lights
So I have to live this street life
No more, no
No more, no more, no

I ain't ashamed to say I shed a tear
'bout my dad, I wish I had him back
I'd give up everythin' just to him here

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

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

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

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

Years later, oh now you see what my at
meals chasers, we be everywhere the bread at
You keep on hatin', you'll be layin' the dead at
You rappers suckers, you can tell them I said that
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 life 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

this is my life and I wanna live it right
I wanna run the streets no more, no
Guess this is my life and I wanna it right
I wanna run the streets no more, no