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 understand me at

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

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

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

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

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

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

But in my dreams, back to reality
Tryna get outta these street
So I won't have to live this 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 up everythin' just to have him here

After this storm and rain I no fear
keep 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 back the days)
(Sure you could turn back)

Hey, I was born the hustle, never been a sucker
Daddy in the crib, that made me tougher
Momma struggled the bills, that made me stuff up
Powder in a sack which me dumber

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

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

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

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 in my dreams, back to reality
Tryna get these street 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 live it right
I don't run the streets no more, no
Guess this is my life and I wanna it right
I don't wanna run the no more, no