Luyện nghe bài hát No More Interviews

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

Look, no interviews
I'm not about 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 up like a ground-ball play
I'm coming the underground like it's Groundhog's Day
I'm talking so that when I talk about J, nigga
I might mean J Dilla, R.I.P. real
I only do the shit that inspire me
Lately niggas treat the Shade Room like a
Oh yeah, is that what you
Believing everything that you without confirming it first
And you the funny thing about it is my ex wanna write a tell all
Fucked up thing about it is she even tell all
Like how I her to meditation, positive thinking
And the books she read in daily rotation
I learned when people lie on you not to return the so
I won't get you
I won't tell all the other parts about you that's plastic
This my last putting my ex in a song even though the last one went triple platinum
I'd rather put that energy into what's worth
how I got a platinum album with no solo tour
Niggas say over for me I go overboard
Back against the like my poster but I'm the poster boy
Not from the city if you let tell it
Greatest rapper of all if you let YE tell it
You ask me, I don't got the
But, shit, I can go bar for bar for niggas who off
And egged on by A&Rs who, soon as your shit fallin' off, they walkin' off
And if you diss us and ours just know that you dead and you know it
My been moving perpetual motion

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

For ya, though, I I charged it to the game
How it cost? Around twenty88
Going off Kobe when he wore the crazy eights
All y'all niggas like my kiddos wearing Bape
my first video in the Harajuku store
With Nigo in the background, a picture that you can't take
With YE and Hype directing each take
And GOD each 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 like 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
Time is money, every I'm collecting

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

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

DON