Luyện nghe bài hát No More Interviews

I I'm on my... on my Don shit
gotta do it

Look, no interviews
I'm not talking this on a song, feature or interlude
Reporting live from Hawaii with my
I sand to the beach
Working on vacay in the booth, sand on my
I'm from the ground up like a ground-ball
I'm coming from the underground like Groundhog's Day
I'm talking so underground that when I talk about J,
I mean J Dilla, R.I.P. real niggas
Lately I only do the that inspire me
Lately niggas treat the Room like a diary
Oh yeah, is that you heard?
Believing everything that you without confirming it first
And you know the funny thing about it is my ex wanna a tell all
Fucked up thing about it is she ain't tell all
Like how I introduced her to meditation, positive
And the books she probably read in rotation
I learned people lie on you not to return the favor so
I get you embarrassed
I won't tell them all the other parts about you that's
This my last time putting my ex in a song even the last one went triple platinum
I'd rather put that into what's worth having
Like how I got a platinum album no solo tour
Niggas say it's for me I go overboard
Back the wall like my poster but I'm the poster boy
Not from the if you let THEY tell it
Greatest of all time if you let YE tell it
You ask me, I don't got the
But, shit, I can go bar for bar for who talking off
And getting egged on by A&Rs who, soon as your shit fallin' off, they off
And if you rappers diss us and ours just know that you and you know it
My career been perpetual motion

I'm not impressed the whoopty woop, I don't know who is who
And can't pretend I'm hip to it, no hula hoop
And I lie like I like this shit like I usually do
And I'm not impressed by you niggas rapping fast
Who sound like one big asthma attack but when I'm rapping it back
Who you put in top five and claim they the savior of rap
So many turn to enemies, they frenemies
I don't why I act like I'm surprised or it's offending me
I'm saying, though, I have learned from Hov and Dame
Stunna and Wayne, Cudi and YE
What to our family ways, though?
When I put you on song with Nas, you had told me that you was forever grateful
And that we brothers, so it hurt to hit the internet to out that me and you don't fuck with each other
Over a miscommunication that probably could be with a 5 minute conversation, I'm still praying

For ya, though, I guess I it to the game
How much it cost? twenty88
Going off like Kobe when he the crazy eights
All y'all niggas looking like my wearing Bape
my first video in the Harajuku store
With Nigo in the background, that's a picture you can't take
With YE and Williams directing each take
And GOD directing step that we take

I'm a king, a legend, man, you niggas ain't
10 years in and a nigga under 30
I'm feeling an old man that failed at life
Got reincarnated to do it all again (that's how I feel)
So I'm treating every second like it's an
is money, every second I'm collecting

Don't ask me no stupid
"Are you still to YE?" questions, no Roc nation questions
Or who I'm questions, look, no more interviews
Unless you talk about the music or something that has a different view
And not the shit getting the hits and views
Words with no credit, but you niggas approved

My are my biggest professors and learning life lessons
I realize it ain't what you have, it's what you feel, that's true success is
I am the one of one, after me no successor

DON