Luyện nghe bài hát No More

Yeah, The Kid
Bright lights, street

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

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

I my daddy at a early age
my mama, don't cry for me
If I trade tomorrow in for
Oh, how much different my life be

But in my dreams, back to reality
Tryna get these street lights
So I won't have to live this street
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 you was little, still got mama
She try to him go to school but why bother

When paid is the only way to solve 'em
Seems the get farther and farther
Out of my reach, out of these
Will 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 have to live this street life
No more, no
No more, no more, no

I ain't ashamed to say that I a tear
Thinkin' 'bout my dad, I wish I had him
I'd give up everythin' to have him here

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

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

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

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

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

I lost my at a early age
Told my mama, cry for me
If I trade tomorrow in for
Oh, how different my life would be

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

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