Luyện nghe bài hát No More

Yeah, The Kid
Bright lights, street

Summertime in 409
Had to clean up the with 409
It was cookin' up work, my granny at work
My big cuz, he understand me at first

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

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 street lights
So I won't have to live this life
No more, no
No more, no more, no

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

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

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

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

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

After 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 we'll be again, fo real
(If I turn back the days)
(Sure you turn this back)

Hey, I was born with the hustle, never a sucker
wasn't in the crib, that made me tougher
Momma with the bills, that 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 for anybody 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 I'm a stretch that, backish to this rappers
Show these what I'm best at
Get a lil' check, flip it and that

later, oh now you see what my heads 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 said
If nothin' else but the hustle, you gon' 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 that's in my dreams, to reality
Tryna get outta these lights
So I won't to live this street life
No more, no
No more, no more, no

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